Chapter 2 - Extra - Corner Rat
9:00 - 1 hour before the interrogation
I had been running for a half an hour straight (the entire time this song playing) and my legs were beginning to tire "Get him dammit!" I heard one of the goons say to one of the lower ranking security staff. I ran into an alley, and what do you know, it was a dead end. I could hear them closing, and fast so I did the first thing that came to my mind in these situations: Get weapon, Hit hard, Dodge quick.
The first thing I spotted was a metal pipe lying on one of the dumpsters, so I grabbed it. I quickly inspected it, to find that the end of the pipe was worn and jagged. 'That might come in handy' I thought to myself. As soon as I reached the back of the alley, the goons were at the entrance. I leveled my feet the best as I could on all of the garbage, crouched only a little, and put up my pipe in a barring stance.
There were about 6 in total, 2 were higher up in the ranking, and had 2 to command each. Of course the higher-ups sent in the security goons fist, as to use them as meat shields if the situation got hairier that it already was. the first one to charge was on the left, I shifted my foot for stability, and prepared to swing his: Standard issue reed family rapier, at me, but I blocked, and used the momentum to knock his sword from his hand, then proceeded to give him a nice bloody indentation on the side of his head.
The next ones to come get some, were the last security goon on the left, and the first security goon on the right. I shifted my right foot, and leveled out my pipe to meet both of their strikes, this wouldn't allow me to use the momentum, but it proved to be a descent defense stance any other time. They both swung at me, as I lifted my pipe to meet their blows. It made me skid back a couple inches, but as soon as they reeled back for another swing, I took the opening. I hit the left one over the head with the pipe, at least, minor brain damage, at worst, dead, and swing for the other goons head, meeting the side with a satisfying crack!
The last goon tried to scramble away, but was pushed back by the bouncer goons. They started arguing, but it all ended with one of the bouncers pulling a gun, and popping a bullet into his head. The bouncer then nodded to his partner, and he pulled out his gun too and they both looked up towards me. I jumped behind a dumpster just in time to avoid a cascade of nine millimeter doom. They started walking forward, all the while keeping their eyes, and shots, trained on my position. As they neared my position, I started getting up, swinging for a low uppercut along the way. I had succeeded, and now one of the goons was thriving in pain, grasping his crotch. I quickly picked up his gun, and put a bulled in the other ones eye.
Rule number one of being cornered: Never fight fair, and always keep on your toes!
"Now that that's over..." I start, as I throw the gun into the face of the only one still alive, and kick him in his rib cage. "Tell your buddies, and your boss: Drake says hello" I throw the now blood caked pipe into one of the dumpsters, hoping to proceed with my day. That is, until two other bouncers ran around the corners of the alley, bagged and bound me, ready to take my to their leader.
Well guys, here's another bit of Drakes past day. Please leave comment questions, to add to my list of things to answer in my soon to be: Ask Drake and Mason. Please be specific, and inquire on who your asking. Thanks for the favs and comments, and as always, have a nice day dragons and drakes!