Dangerous Games Part 8: No Rest for the Wicked
Title: Dangerous Games
Part 8: No Rest for the Wicked
Part 7: A chef, three servers and a bus boy
Part 6: Eye of the Storm
Part 5:Fate worse than Death
Part 4:Blood on the Asphalt
Part 3: Deep Impact
Part 2: Faith in Strangers
Part 1: Into the Heart of Texas
Verse: Custom
Genre: Science Fiction, Adventure, Action
Location: San Antonio, Texas
Year: October 1998
Characters: Cassandra, Seth, James Gysborne, Various people
Synopsis: Cassie takes a job and ends up way over her head
Seth read her message and then looked around the Diner. Why didn’t he catch it before? Nobody had regional accents considering this looked like diner that hadn’t had any tourists until today. “Shit,” he said when he noticed the chef with a gun. “We need to get out of here. Do what you have to do and don’t get shot. Something tells me they don’t have regular guns.”
“I’m on it,” she said turning towards the biker who suddenly had his arm over the booth and was aiming a gun at the two of them. Turning her head towards him, she narrowed her eyes in concentration and didn’t bother gesturing, she just making him pass out. In a matter of seconds, she forced the blood to expand and contract against his veins until he slumped forward. Most likely dead, from nearly every vein in his body bursting open.
She thought she’d panic, perhaps cry again as she did during their first confrontation, but much to her surprise she remained calm. Not only did she remain calm, she felt as if she had ice running through her veins, and any emotion which dared to force itself on her, she quickly suppressed. Emotions simply got in the way and she needed to learn how harden her heart until it was cold as ice.
Grabbing the fallen gun, she checked the clip and found it full. The glass from the window shattered behind them but instead of dropping down and covering her face, she twisted around, ignoring the shards of glass embedding itself in her cheeks and fired off two blind rounds at the man coming in through the window. The first shot hit him in his stomach, while the second one hit the center of his throat. Blood gurgled out of his mouth as he landed on his back, half way inside and halfway outside the diner. She grabbed his ankles and flipped him so he fell out of the window.
Her ability wouldn’t last against all the agents in the restaurant. She needed to conserve what she had or else she would pass out from exhaustion. There were so many bullets flying at them, she wasn’t exactly sure which direction they were coming from. Looking out the window she saw a familiar black van pulling up in the parking lot.
“Gysborne just arrived,” she said aiming the gun up towards the ceiling. She saw a sprinkler and knew they were heat activated. Her one shot would set it off, but not the rest. One was enough for her though, as long as she could get a steady stream of water flowing she should be able to use it to knock them back. Squeezing the trigger she hit the sprinkler system on the second shot.
Water started to pour out of the head. It was easier for her to manipulate free flowing water, than the liquid inside people’s bodies. She didn’t even hear the screaming of the innocent servers and customers who scrambled for the front door. All she could hear was the blood rushing through her ears and the sound of water hitting the floor.
A team of agents came in through the front door. Lifting her hands she gestured until she pulled a steady stream of water out of the sprinklers with the force of water gushing out of a fire hydrant. Gritting her teeth she knew she should have taken a chance of just going for their bodily fluids. She concentrated harder until blood started to come out of her nose. Her goal was to manipulate a steady stream into their faces or their mouths. Grunting, she didn’t know what she did, but the molecules of the water began to change into small shards of ice. Her ability evolved once before under stress, so it shouldn’t be surprise that it happened again and yet it shocked her. The ice embedded itself into the exposed flesh, eyes, and mouth of the agents storming the front door, but unfortunately Gysborne wasn’t one of the agents. Most of them dropped down to their knees, blinded when the ice stuck them in them in the eye.
She felt somebody grab her by the back of her hair and yank her backwards through the broken window. She reached over and grabbed their wrists with her hands while kicking her feet. It was useless and before she could use her ability she felt the needle sink into her neck and then her body fall limp. The worst part was she was completely aware of everything happening in the restaurant, except she was paralyzed from the neck down.
Could she still use her abilities? Just as she was going to give it a shot, Ortiz came up and slammed the butt of her gun over Cassie’s head and everything went black.
Gysborne and Harper reached through the window and pulled out Cassie, “We got the girl, Now let’s get the Seth.” He said.
Part 8: No Rest for the Wicked
Part 7: A chef, three servers and a bus boy
Part 6: Eye of the Storm
Part 5:Fate worse than Death
Part 4:Blood on the Asphalt
Part 3: Deep Impact
Part 2: Faith in Strangers
Part 1: Into the Heart of Texas
Verse: Custom
Genre: Science Fiction, Adventure, Action
Location: San Antonio, Texas
Year: October 1998
Characters: Cassandra, Seth, James Gysborne, Various people
Synopsis: Cassie takes a job and ends up way over her head
Seth read her message and then looked around the Diner. Why didn’t he catch it before? Nobody had regional accents considering this looked like diner that hadn’t had any tourists until today. “Shit,” he said when he noticed the chef with a gun. “We need to get out of here. Do what you have to do and don’t get shot. Something tells me they don’t have regular guns.”
“I’m on it,” she said turning towards the biker who suddenly had his arm over the booth and was aiming a gun at the two of them. Turning her head towards him, she narrowed her eyes in concentration and didn’t bother gesturing, she just making him pass out. In a matter of seconds, she forced the blood to expand and contract against his veins until he slumped forward. Most likely dead, from nearly every vein in his body bursting open.
She thought she’d panic, perhaps cry again as she did during their first confrontation, but much to her surprise she remained calm. Not only did she remain calm, she felt as if she had ice running through her veins, and any emotion which dared to force itself on her, she quickly suppressed. Emotions simply got in the way and she needed to learn how harden her heart until it was cold as ice.
Grabbing the fallen gun, she checked the clip and found it full. The glass from the window shattered behind them but instead of dropping down and covering her face, she twisted around, ignoring the shards of glass embedding itself in her cheeks and fired off two blind rounds at the man coming in through the window. The first shot hit him in his stomach, while the second one hit the center of his throat. Blood gurgled out of his mouth as he landed on his back, half way inside and halfway outside the diner. She grabbed his ankles and flipped him so he fell out of the window.
Her ability wouldn’t last against all the agents in the restaurant. She needed to conserve what she had or else she would pass out from exhaustion. There were so many bullets flying at them, she wasn’t exactly sure which direction they were coming from. Looking out the window she saw a familiar black van pulling up in the parking lot.
“Gysborne just arrived,” she said aiming the gun up towards the ceiling. She saw a sprinkler and knew they were heat activated. Her one shot would set it off, but not the rest. One was enough for her though, as long as she could get a steady stream of water flowing she should be able to use it to knock them back. Squeezing the trigger she hit the sprinkler system on the second shot.
Water started to pour out of the head. It was easier for her to manipulate free flowing water, than the liquid inside people’s bodies. She didn’t even hear the screaming of the innocent servers and customers who scrambled for the front door. All she could hear was the blood rushing through her ears and the sound of water hitting the floor.
A team of agents came in through the front door. Lifting her hands she gestured until she pulled a steady stream of water out of the sprinklers with the force of water gushing out of a fire hydrant. Gritting her teeth she knew she should have taken a chance of just going for their bodily fluids. She concentrated harder until blood started to come out of her nose. Her goal was to manipulate a steady stream into their faces or their mouths. Grunting, she didn’t know what she did, but the molecules of the water began to change into small shards of ice. Her ability evolved once before under stress, so it shouldn’t be surprise that it happened again and yet it shocked her. The ice embedded itself into the exposed flesh, eyes, and mouth of the agents storming the front door, but unfortunately Gysborne wasn’t one of the agents. Most of them dropped down to their knees, blinded when the ice stuck them in them in the eye.
She felt somebody grab her by the back of her hair and yank her backwards through the broken window. She reached over and grabbed their wrists with her hands while kicking her feet. It was useless and before she could use her ability she felt the needle sink into her neck and then her body fall limp. The worst part was she was completely aware of everything happening in the restaurant, except she was paralyzed from the neck down.
Could she still use her abilities? Just as she was going to give it a shot, Ortiz came up and slammed the butt of her gun over Cassie’s head and everything went black.
Gysborne and Harper reached through the window and pulled out Cassie, “We got the girl, Now let’s get the Seth.” He said.