Sakura and I rushed down the stairs relentlessly, weapons in hand. Pushing past confused looking hospital attendants and nurses, we burst out of the front door and surveyed the area. Looking to a promising looking, and sloe moving car, I ran across the street and kicked the window in viciously. “Get the fuck out!” I screamed angrily at the terrified looking driver, a young man with scraggily looking hair on face and head.
Looking up through the broken glass in his face, he was met by my long sword blade pointing in his face. Swallowing hard, he complied “..o-o-kay… Just b-be easy…” Slowly opening the door, he stood, however I'd no time to wait. Grabbing the man by the scruff of his shirt, I threw him to the pavement and entered the car. Looking over to a shocked looking Sakura, I hollered.
“Quick! Get in!” I could hear the sirens approaching fast from a distance. The road in front of them was still dirty with steel and glass from the blast, and cars crawled slowly through the wreckage. I wasn’t interested in waiting for them. As Sakura closed her door, I stomped the gas pedal and swerved off onto the side walk. Pedestrians screamed and scattered as the speedy blue sedan crashed through out-door café tables and road signs.
“Jesus Christ, B! What’s come over you!?” Sakura cried out in fear as I barreled down the side walk.
“Now’s the time to end this, don’t you get it?! It’s all gonna be over… Once we get to this place!” with those words, I slammed the business card onto the dashboard of the card. Seeing the turn up ahead, I mashed the accelerator and swerved into a clean turn, side swiping an oncoming car in the process before speeding off and weaving through traffic.
“Three-four-three-five, right?” I asked, looking over to the frightened Sakura.
Grabbing the card, she looked and nodded “Yeah.”
“Take the wheel…”
“What?!” she looked to me confused.
“Just do it!”
“Alright!” she grabbed the wheel tight, while I focused up on the road ahead of us. Grabbing my blade, I looked to Sakura and gave her a peck on the cheek.
“See ya later.”
“Wha-“ before she could finish the sentence, I opened the door and fell out of the car, hitting the ground with a mean thud, rolling sloppily until coming to a hard stop. “God damn…” I growled as I rubbed my head. Looking up, a semi-truck drove towards me. “Shit“ I quickly laid back down and allowed the truck to pass over me, wind and truck undercarriage blowing past my face heavily.
Looking back up, I could see another car coming, but quickly began rolling towards the sidewalk. Hopping up, I ran onto the curb as the car zoomed past, blaring its horn. I was breathing hard, fast. Tired would have been an understatement as to how I felt. But things had to keep rolling. Looking down the road, I made sure Sakura hadn’t wrecked yet. I had to ditch her unfortunately. She was unarmed, and I didn’t need to endanger her again. Didn’t need any liabilities.
Turning around, I stood in front of the Vigor. My heart raced as I viewed the final resting place of either me or James… or both. One thing was for sure… this wouldn’t be easy. I quickly put on the meanest face I had and walked up to the door slowly. Raising my right leg, I kicked in the door and rushed into the club.
“Everyone get on the fucking ground!” I roared savagely, unsheathing my sword and waving it across my body.
A rough looking man and woman turned around quickly and pointed already drawn guns at me. One held two Desert Eagles in each hand. The other, two enormous machine gun assault rifles. Their eyes had death within them. It was Annie and Joey. Better known as the Riot.
My expression and voice switched from authoritative to fearful. “Oh…”
