Times Square
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A variable oasis of all different groups of people, as busy as they all were they all knew better than to bump into Lester. Wearing his full "uniform" the giant bullseye made a statement, even if the blades strapped to his chest and the guns at his side didn't. His eyes scanned the crowd looking around for the mysterious man who had kidnapped his partner. Lester knew that Frank could easily hold his own against any man or woman on this earth, be them super or not. Whomever his kidnapper was had to be one of the crafiest, deadliest or hell one of the luckiest S.O.B's on the earth. Everyone soon started to slow their walking speeds as their vision seemed to look at one focal.
Lester followed their view up to one of the many jumbotrons that had the kidnapper's calling card on it, a skull and crossbones. Soon all of the surronding jumbotrons started to flicker to the same image. Everyone stood and took pictures of the large images,
"Leave now if you are not supposed to be here." Letters bled onto the biggest jumbotron, "One warning to all but him... Leave now if you value your lives." A few people got the message immediatley and ran to get clear of Times square. A gunshot went off, ".308." Lester recognized the sound immediatley as the woman standing next to him was thrown directly into him. A victim of the gunshot, her blood gushing onto his shirt as he pushed her off. Everyone seemed to turn to him, their eyes wide in fear, "RUN!" He yelled, this sent off a wave of mass panic as people ran and screamed. Clambering over each other to get as far away from the unkown danger. Soon the square was empty, save Lester and the black duffle bag at his feet.
"COME OUT!" He shouted to the jumbotron. A red laser sight began to dance on his chest, Lester only had a moment to drop as he felt the wind of the bullet fly right past him in the area he was just standing. Lying flat on the ground, he grabbed his bag and quickly moved to the series of buildings, barely dodging gun fire along the way. Catching his breath underneath where he assumed to gunman was, he made sure all his guns were loaded. The Berrettas felt at home in his hand and the blades were just another extension of his body. He moved into the dark complex building guns out and ready.
Lester walked into the abandoned corporation building. His gun's focused directly in front of him as he moved step by step carefully, not to make too much noise as he went along. He saw the elevator... "Elevator? No could be laced with traps. C4, waiting for me at the open of the door. Too many variables." He looked over at the stairwell located next to the elevator and eased the steel door open. He softly swore as he saw the long flight of stairs, making his way up he kept his ears wide open for any noise at all. The tension as he searched through each flight of stairs and each floor. Half expecting some large squad of goons to attack him or Frank's kidnapper to pop out and ninja sneak him.
"Shoot." Lester thought, finally reaching the top floor of the skyscraper. Lester had burned far too much time and was more than just a little irritated by the amount of crap this kidnapper had already put him through. Easing the door open slowly he rolled into the nearest cubicle. Looking out quickly he pulled back as he heard the familliar scraping of metal on metal as bullets filled the air where his head just was. "SHOOT!" Lester thought as the gunfire was constant and seemed relentless, "M60. Belt fed... reload time of ten seconds even in the most skilled hands." He looked over to see the light switch, the man clearly had to have some sort of night vision goggles on to aim this accurately at Lester's exact postion. Lester crossed his guns over his chest and let out a deep sigh as he knew the bullets would soon have to be replenished. Stepping out slowly as the bullets stopped Lester focused......
"First priority light switch." Lester flicked it on and got a clear view of his surrondings, "Second through fourth step. Identify enemy. Identify ordanace. Tag both. Save Frank." As Lester squeezed off a round from each of his guns he was amazed to find the man, (Whom Lester had deemed the boner lover... he had really made Lester angry!) fluidly tear off his night vision goggles, pull out two guns Colt M1911's by the shape and sound of them and tag Lester's bullets out of the air. Lester's jaw would've dropped but it took all he had to do the same to the kidnapper's bullets as they flew Lester's way. A series of tink! tink! tink! sounded as their bullets met each other in the air shot for shot. When Lester knew his gun's were about to hit empty he dropped one and in a fluid motion with one hand began throwing his knives. Effectivley shooting the bullets out of the air and throwing his own offense. Only again to still have his offense knocked out of the air.
After about five minutes of the deadly game of tug and war the men heard the clicking from the others weapons. "Crap." Lester thought, "Out of knives and bullets. Time to go on the extreme offensive." Lester ran forward, scooping up a handful of warped and smashed bullet casings. He duck and slid as he ran forward, just barely avoiding a couple of arrows the man shot from his wrist. Lester slide under the desk the man was taking cover behind, kicking him in the shin. Wrapping his other leg around the muscular ankle, Lester twisted and threw the man on his back. Standing quickly, Lester let loose the discarded shells in his hand only to miss as the man rolled to the side. He aimed his wrist crossbow at Lester only to have Lester deflect the wrist, as the man shot an arrow out of the window. Up close Lester realized just how big this guy was, he could easily eat two Lesters and still have enough energy left over to take his extra strength elephant steroid pills.
The man leaned back and headbutt Lester, even with the bit of metal Lester had in his head he staggered a couple of steps back. Though the man seemed equally stunned, Bullseye ran forward after recovering jumped up and brought his elbow down only to have it blocked by the man's thick muscular forearms. The man opened his arm's quickly, knocking Lester's arms to the side as he brought his knee up kneeing Lester hard in his stomach. As Lester doubled over, the man brought both of his fist down onto Lester's spine. A loud thud! noise emmited from Lester as the metal in his spine absorbed most of the blow. He laughed and shrugged it off standing and bringing his fist under the man's chin with a devestaing right uppercut. The man stepped back and laughed it off as he brought his foot up and kicked Lester hard in the stomach, bending him over yet again
"Metal? Huh," The guy said bringing his leg up and axe kicked Lester in the head. Lester could feel stars and see blood, "Wait,"He thought, "other way." The guy kicked him a few more times, "Well metal head meet my steel. toe. boot." The man kicked harder on the last three emphasized words. Lester was starting to lose the fight with consciousness, he needed to end this. He could see through his red vision that the man was about to curbstomp him into office floor pizza, Lester moved out of the way just in time. Rolling backwards, he jumped back and behind a desk. "Three... two..." Lester saw the small compact explosive land directly at his feet,
"Ya forgot that!" He heard the man say. Without even thinking Lester rolled over the desk, pulling it down with him as he knew this was about to hurt like a mother. The explosion sent him and the desk flying, forward, straight into the kidnapper. It was like hitting a meat wall, but it achieved what Lester needed, it stunned the monster. Standing, no doubt with a couple of broken ribs, he pulled back and double fist punched the man out of the large window. Sending him cascading down, wtih glass following close behind.... he could've sworn he saw the man wink as he fell.
Lester untied Frank and pulled the bigger guy up,
"Come on you lug.... lets.... go get home." Frank laugher and winced,
"How did you kill him?"
"Out of the window." Frank shook his head,
"What?" Lester asked. Frank replied with one word that sent a chill down Lester's spine,
"Parachute."
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
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