| BULLET PROOF 2: HIGH CALIBER |
| Rick, now at 30 years of age and a lot older then he was in the last story, was in his office at the police station to a city. “We’re going out after him!” he shouted out his open office door. Earlier on that day, they had found out where the hideout for the drug dealing crime boss, Black Dragon was. Black Dragon had a tattoo of a black dragon starting on his chest and going to his back, legs, arm, and head. On his face, he has the top teeth above his eyes, and the bottom teeth across his chin and lower face. Black Dragon did more then deal drugs and organize crime. He was also a cop killer. Right now, the total rests at 8 cops in the past 3 months alone. Rick got in his car with his partner, Jason, who put the siren on the roof and turned it on, following the other cop cars. A few minutes later, all the cars were surrounding a dance club, that was opened and in full swing. Rick, Jason, and all of the cops except for 6 of them, got out of their cars and went to the door. A fat doorman was standing in the way. “Are you guys on the guest list?” he asked. “No.” Rick answered. “We’re cops.” He showed the doorman his badge. “Do you have a warrant?” “Right here.” Jason said, showing the warrant to the fat guy, who then moved out of the way, opening the door for them. The team of cops walked inside and the door was closed behind them. The music was booming loudly as the cops started walking around the place, drawing their guns. Outside, two out of the six cops, were out of their cars, leaning against them. “Finally.” One of the cops said. “The Black Dragon will be caught.” The doorman, faced the door and took out a 9-MM gun and whipped around to face the cops. They saw him and their eyes went wide. Before they could pull out their guns, the doorman fired, killing one of the cops. The other cop got his gun out, but before he could fire, he was also shot. Then the doorman turned to the cars, and the remaining 4 cops pointed their guns out the windows and fired, blasting the doorman full of holes. Inside, the other cops didn’t hear the shots because the techno dance music was too loud. As the cops broke off into two groups, Painted on My Heart by Cult started playing. Jason group got to a pair of doors, and just as they were going to open them, they opened and a bunch of thugs rushed out and saw the cops. “Get them!” Jason shouted. The thugs scattered as the cops fired, killing a couple. Everyone started to scream and run for the exit doors as the thugs jumped behind the counted and started firing at the cops, also killing a couple. Some of the thugs turned the other way and took Rick’s group by surprise and killed even more of them. Rick knocked a table on its side and went down behind it as bullets slammed into the wood, but not going through. Rick waited for the shots to stop hitting the table and he rose up just enough to peak over the top and fire, killing two thugs. He went back down behind it as more bullets slammed into it and the wall behind him. On Jason’s side of the room, he told his men to stop firing until all the civilians were out, but by the time they were, another couple cops were dead. They all opened fire on the thugs, killing another couple. 4 left facing them, and one facing the other team. The saw all the thugs duck back down behind the counter. Rick fired again, killing the last one facing him. He ducked back down behind the table and looked around. All the cops that were on his side of the room were laying either dead or injured and needed to get to a hospital soon. Rick got up and ran. He jumped over the counter and landed behind it. He came up on one knee and shot two out of the last three. The third turned to face him, gun pointed at Rick’s face. Rick had his gun pointed at the thug’s face. They stared at each other for a minute, then the thug fired. All that was heard was a loud click. He looked at his gun and then back up, to see Rick’s fist fly into his face, knocking him out. Rick dropped his gun. “Good. I was out too.” He stood up and brushed his hands together. “Get an ambulance over here on the double!” He shouted as he hoped over the counter and to the main part. “Jason, stay here with most of the men. I need three men to come with me.” Three cops went to Rick, who reached down and took one of the thug’s guns. “Let’s go.” Rick and the three cops went through the doors that the thugs came out of and walked down some stairs and came to a floor. They pushed open a door and walked inside a room with Black Dragon and a dealer. Both of the men reached inside and took out their guns. Rick spun and kicked, knocking Black Dragon’s gun out of his hand. The dealer fired, shooting one of the cops. The other two cops fired, killing the dealer. The two cops and Rick pointed their guns at Black Dragon. “You’re under arrest!” Rick said with a smile. Up on top, doctors were carrying out the injured and dead men. Once Rick and the two cops escorted Black Dragon outside, Jason ran up to them. “In here.” He said as he opened up the back seat to their car, a wire mesh blocking Black Dragon from Jason and Rick. They drove off, towards the police station. Down on the bottom floor, another side door opened and Todd, Black Dragon’s second-in-command walked out, and saw the dealer dead and Black Dragon gone. He rushed upstairs and saw that there were pools of blood, but no bodies. He looked around and saw the entrance blocked with police tape. “No!” he ran back down the stairs. The next day, all the newspapers front pages were all talking about how Rick caught Black Dragon. “Good Job!” was all Rick has been hearing ever since he caught Black Dragon. At first it was all right, but after that it was just annoying. He walked into his office and closed the door, right in some people’s faces. He through his coat onto the floor and sat in his chair with a sigh. Todd walked into an old boarded up building. He slammed the door behind him and three people that were playing cards at an old, dusty table, looked over. “Damn it.” Todd shouted. “We heard about the boss.” One of the men said. “It was in the paper.” “Did it say the name of the man who caught him?” Todd asked. “Yeah.” “What’s the name?” he asked with a smile. “I can’t remember. Check it out for yourself. The paper’s over there.” He pointed to a newspaper on the floor. Todd walked over to it and started reading. Jason went and knocked on Rick’s office door. “Come in.” said Rick’s voice. Jason opened the door, walked into the room, and closed the door. “Good job!” Jason said, jokingly. “Oh shut up.” Rick said, with a smile. “It feels nice to have the crime reduced by at least half.” Jason said. “Tell me about it.” “We didn’t get all of his men, though.” “I know.” Rick said. “And without a leader, they’ll all brake up.” Todd rose his voice. “Where are the others?” he asked the three people playing cards. “Out hiding.” One of them said. “Scared of being caught without the Boss here.” “I am the new boss!” Todd shouted. “And we will get Black Dragon back out. But first, we’re going to get the rest of the boys back together and we’re going to pay officer Rick a little visit.” Rick walked into his house that night, closing the door behind him. “I’m home honey!” he shouted. No one responded. “Lesley?” still no answer. He walked around the corner and put his jacket, folded, on the back of a seat. He walked into his bedroom, his wife dead, on the bed, a shot to the head. “No!” Rick shouted. The door closed behind him and he whipped around to find a thug standing there. Rick whipped out his gun, but before he could fire, he heard, “I wouldn’t do that!” He turned around and Todd was standing there, walking out from the closet. The door to the bedroom opened and lots of more thugs walked in, carrying guns. “Who are you?” Rick asked. “What do you want?” “Those are easy questions.” Todd answered. “I’m Todd, Black Dragon’s second man. We’re here because we want Black Dragon out of jail.” “Why’d you kill my wife?” Rick asked, tears in his eyes. “She had nothing to do with anything.” “I know. Even after we warned her, she still tried to call the cops.” “What if I ain’t going to go along with you and get him out?” “Then we kill you.” “Who cares? I got nothing to live for now. You killed my wife.” “But not you’re daughter that’s in collage. Don’t worry. We did research on you.” “You pieces of crap!” Rick yelled. “Now now now.” Todd said. “That’s no way to act. We’re going to leave now, but don’t try anything funny, because two of my men will stay with you and call every hour on the hour.” Todd and all but two of the thugs leave, bringing Lesley’s dead body with them. Awhile later, almost an hour, Rick was sitting on his bed, trying to think of a way out of this. Then he thought about it. But he couldn’t carry out his plan until the two thugs were gone. He reached and brought up his gun again. He made sure it was loaded. He looked at his watch. Five minutes until the thugs had to check in. that gave him five minutes to do what he had to do. He looked around his room, but saw that they had taken his phone out of his room. He got up and opened up his bedroom door and out into his house. He saw the thugs by the kitchen phone, looking at their watches. One of them was about to lift up the phone, when Rick called out, “Hey guys!” they turned to face him, and he raised his gun and fired, killing one of the thugs right away. The other let go a spray of bullets, shooting up the walls as Rick ducked and went back into his room, closing the door. He waited a couple seconds, and then opened up the door, seeing the thug just picking up the phone. Rick fired and missed. The thug put the phone down and lifted his gun, firing. Rick ran to the side, the bullets missing him. Rick jumped up, firing his gun, hitting the thug twice, and killing him. Rick walked over to the phone and on the caller ID, it showed that the thug didn’t put in all of the number. Only the first two digits had been put in. As Rick was about to pick up the phone to call his work, it rang. He looked at his watch and it had been an hour and 3 minutes since Todd had been in his house. Rick picked it up. “Hello?” he said in a really deep voice. “Pete,” Todd’s voice said. “Is everything all right down there? You didn’t call.” “Everything’s fine. We just finished ordering a pizza.” Rick made a face as if saying to himself that what he just said was pathetic. “Yeah, that sounds like you guys. Well call in again in another hour.” “Well do boss.” Rick hung up and looked at the roof, thinking. He looked back down at his phone and picked it up. As he did so, he looked over at his Caller ID and it said that the last number was UNKNOWN. Rick dialed a number. “Hey Jo!” he said in his regular voice. “Is Scott there?” At Scott’s house in another city, Jo said, “Yeah, hang on.” She put the phone on the table and walked by a baby crib with a child in it. “Honey!” Jo called up stairs. “Rick’s on the phone!” “All right!” A voice called down. Soon, Scott came down the stairs and went into the kitchen where the phone was. “Hey Rick!” he said. “You called yesterday after you caught that crime lord guy.” “Yeah, well I ran into some trouble. Are you still a stuntman?” “Yep. What kind of trouble.” A short while later, Scott was up in his room, packing a bag. “Where are you going?” Jo asked, tapping her foot. “Rick’s in trouble. I’ve got to help him. Some people are trying to kill him and his daughter.” “Please.” Jo begged. “I worry enough whenever you do stunts for the movies, but this is too dangerous. Let the cops handle it!” “Honey,” Scott said. “He is the cops! I can help him. Remember back when we were teens?” “Yes.” She said with tears in her eyes. “But that was a while ago.” “That’s why I became a stuntman. Incase something like this ever came up again. Now I’ll be back in a few days. And don’t worry. I will be back.” They looked into each other’s eyes and kissed. Soon, Scott was driving down the highway on his black mortacycle, heading for the city that Rick lived in, that was just a few hours away. He was braking the law by going so fast, but he didn’t care. Rick called back once in his deep voice to check in with Todd, then as soon as he hung up, he went into his bedroom and closed the door, reloading his gun, waiting for Scott to show up. Another hour went by and Rick called Todd again, this time Todd said that they didn’t have to call again till the morning. Rick hung up and as he moved towards his door, there was a knock. Rick hid his gun as he moved to open the door. He opened it and another of the thugs were there. “Move!” he said as he cocked his gun. “Todd said he knew that you were pretending to be one of us on the phone and sent me down.” He looked behind Rick and saw the two dead bodies. “I’m gonna waste ya!” he shouted as he rose his gun. Rick fell to the floor and rose his gun, firing, hitting the thug in the chest, and sending him to the floor. Rick fired again, knocking the gun from the thug’s hand. The thug fell, but was still alive. Suddenly, a shot rang out and the thug stopped breathing. Rick looked at the doorway and Scott was standing there, his trenchcoat on. “Hey!” Scott greeted. “Hi!” Rick said back. They shook hands. “We should get out of here. They’re going to know I killed them.” Rick walked over the body and him and Scott, who was putting his gun inside his jacket, walked down the hall of the apartment building, passing other rooms. They got to the bottom doors and walked out. Suddenly, a car that was almost right in front of them, rolled down it’s window and a thug leaned out with a gun. “Get down!” Scott shouted. He pushed Rick to the ground and leaned over top of him, as he took out his gun and fired several shots, one shot going through the window, on shot shattering it, one shot hitting the thug, the other putting a dent in the car. Scott fell to the ground and rolled. He came back up in front of the car and fired another couple of shots, both going through the window and hitting the driver. He walked back over to Rick and helped him up. “I forgot how good you were.” Rick said. “So did I!” Scott agreed. They walked fast down the sidewalk, the streetlights being the only source of light around. “What about your bike?” Rick asked. “It’s parked over here.” Scott led him to an ally and as they were walking down it, Rick was thinking that Scott parked it in a bad neighborhood. As they walked down the ally way, they saw punks also heading for Scott’s bike. “Hey!” Scott shouted out. The team of three punks turned around and smiled. They whipped out their switchblades and headed for Scott and Rick, smiling. “You mess with my bike you mess with me.” Scott said. “Scott, don’t kill them. They’re only street punks.” Rick warned. “Don’t worry.” He took off his trenchcoat and through it on the ground. The punks saw all the guns inside the coat and looked back up at Scott just in time to see the middle punk get kicked in the face, causing him to fly back. Just as the other two punks moved towards Scott, Scott tripped one and brought up his hand, his palm sticking out and his fingers bent down, hitting the punk in the face, also sending him to the ground. Scott jumped up and stuck out his leg. He landed, one leg bent below him, the other out straight, coming down on one of the punks, knocking the wind out of him. Scott got back up and put his coat back on. Him and Rick walked over the groaning punks to his bike. “Told ya.” Scott growled as him and Rick got on his bike, and drove off. The next morning, Todd and a bunch of thugs drove up to Rick’s apartment building because the thugs they sent there never checked in. as they pulled up, they saw the car shot up with the thugs dead. “Crap!” Todd yelled getting out of the jeep. Two thugs got out and followed him into the building, walking up the stairs and down the hall. Todd stood back and kicked the door open, sending it flying off it’s hinges. He walked in and saw the dead thugs. “Damn!” he shouted again. “He got around us!” he left the room and back down the hall. “Where are we going?” one of the thugs asked him. “To Redridge Collage.” At Redridge Collage, Andrea, Rick’s daughter, was just getting out of one of her classes. Her friend, Danielle, was walking next to her. “Exams are next week.” Danielle stated. “Have you started studying yet?” “Ha!” Andrea laughed. “Me? Study? That’s a good one.” “Oh yeah, you and those parties. You know, you should study more. You might get higher marks.” “I don’t need high marks. Me and John are going to go away once John finishes and he’s going to get a good paying job and I’m going to become an actress.” “In your dreams.” Danielle said as they walked down the hall to their dorm. Back in the city, Rick and Scott was in a hotel room. They were both awake and checking out. “Where to?” Scott asked. “We can’t stay in one place too long until this passes over.” “We’re going to go to the station.” Rick said. “I have to talk to Jason.” “No. That’d be the first place they’d wait for you.” Scott said as he and Rick walked over to his bike. “No. They’d…” Rick’s voice trailed off. “Oh my god! They’re going for Andrea! They said they were going to kill her if I do anything! They already killed my wife!” “Relax.” Scott said. “I can go get your daughter. I think I know what she looks like from when you guys visited awhile ago.” “Ok. I’m going to go get some help from Jason and the guys at the station. Bring Andrea to me when you get her.” “Alight. Is the station close to here?” Scott asked. “Yeah, just a couple blocks away. I can walk it.” “Ok. See ya in a couple hours.” Scott got on his mortacycle, turned it on, and rushed off down the street, heading for the highway. Rick was walking to the station when he heard morticycle engines. Suddenly, two morticycles rushed from around the corner, weaving in and out of traffic, the drivers holding guns, aimed at him! His eyes went wide as they began to fire. Rick hit the ground, the bullets hitting the building behind him, shattering a couple windows. There were screams from the surrounding people, who then began to run away from the action. Rick stood up, just to feel a bullet hit his arm. “Ahhhh!” He yelled. He moved to the side as more shots just missed him. Clutching his arm, he began to run from the bikers, who went to ride on the sidewalk, chasing Rick. Rick saw that the road in front of him was jammed pack. At the last second, he moved and ran down the side, one of the bikes going into the traffic jam, hitting a bus, and blowing up. The second morticycle turned in time and pursued Rick. Rick turned again and jumped into the Traffic Jam, jumping onto the hood of a car and then jumping to the next, then the next. The biker tried to do that on his bike, but didn’t make it, crashing back to the ground, braking his neck. As Rick jumped from car to car, the drivers shouted and swore. Andrea and Danielle were in their dorm room. Andrea was watching T.V, while Danielle was studying, her reading classes on. “Hey Danielle.” Andrea said. “What?” “Did you hear that?” “Hear what?” Danielle asked, not looking up from her textbook. “Sounded like a soft knock at the door.” “I didn’t hear anything.” “Well you’re too busy studying.” Andrea said as she got up to move to the door. She opened it and Todd was standing there. “Yes?” Andrea asked. “Hi. My name is Todd. I’m a friend of your father’s. can you come with me please?” “Yeah.” She said slowly. “Hang on.” She turned around to face Danielle. “I’m gone out.” Danielle nodded her head and Andrea left with Todd, closing the door behind them. As they walked outside, across the parking lot, Andrea asked, “So, what’s happened with my father?” “He’s in some trouble that you’re going to help him get out of.” “How can I help?” they were almost at his jeep, which had a bunch of thugs in it. Suddenly, the windows shattered and two of the thugs went down as Scott’s morticycle flew over the jeep and landed not far from Andrea and Todd. He skidded it to a stop and put the kickstand down. He got off and dropped the machine gun to the ground and took out two guns from his Trenchcoat. “Hand her over.” He said to Todd. “Not likely. I don’t know who you are, but I have a feeling Rick had something to do with it.” “What do you want with me?” Andrea asked as she felt Todd grip her arm tightly. “Come with me.” Todd said. “No!” Andrea tried to fight, but Todd’s grip was too strong. By now, a bunch of the thugs had left the jeep and went over and grabbed Andrea from Todd, who then took out a gun as well. “Let her go.” Scott said. “She has nothing to do with this.” “I know. But my boss needs to be free. So if Rick values his daughter’s life, he’ll set Black Dragon free.” “Black Dragon?” Scott asked. “God, he couldn’t even pick an original name!” “What do you mean?” “Black Dragon? Hello! The book that came before Silence of the Lambs was called Red Dragon. That was the name of the main bad guy!” “So?” Todd raised his gun, but Scott raised his first and fired both, the bullets just missing Todd on either side of him, hitting off the ground. “Remember.” Scott said. “That those could have hit.” “And these will!” Todd growled as he fired his gun. Scott dodged and the bullets hit his morticycle, blowing it up! “Now I’m mad!” Scott said as he stood back up and fired at Todd, who also moved out of the way, the bullets hitting some car in the lot, putting holes in it and shattering the windows. Todd ducked down behind another car. He breathed out and rose, firing. One of the guns was knocked out of Scott’s hand, smashing to the ground far behind him. Todd ducked back down behind the car as bullets flew over his head. “Help me!” Andrea cried from inside the jeep just before a thug could cover her mouth. Scott shot one of the thugs, who’s top half of their body hung out the broken window of the jeep. Scott saw Todd rise out of the corner of his eye and whipped around and fired, missing. Todd fired. Scott jumped to the side, and rolling so he was behind part of the building. He looked in a window his head was close to and saw many students looking out at the fight. A few bullets chipped away at the edge of the wall close to Scott’s head, making him move further and further away from the edge. After a few minutes, Scott peeked out from around the corner and saw that Todd, the thugs, Andrea, and the jeep were all gone. He looked around and his eyes fell upon a red car. This was one of the only undamaged cars in the parking lot. Rick rushed into the police station and all most ran right into a cop. “Sorry.” He apologized. He walked throughout the building until he found Jason. “Hey Rick!” Jason greeted. “We were worried about you. We heard on the news about your house and wife. I’m sorry man. What happened?” “Black Dragon’s second man has taken control of his gang and is trying to make me release Black Dragon, kill me, or kill my daughter. I need your help. I’ve got some help already from an old friend, but I need yours too.” “Well you know you can always count on me.” Jason said. “What do you need?” “The entire police force.” “Well that’s hard to get, most are out, mopping up what’s left of the crime.” “Get me as much as we can get. We’re bringing this guy down.” The jeep was driving down the highway with a thug driving, Todd in the passenger seat, and two thugs with Andrea, in the backseat. Behind them, a red car was speeding towards them. “It can’t be!” Todd shouted. Scott was driving the red car. “Well,” he said to himself, quietly. “At least this car is still in one piece!” He came up behind the jeep and leaned out the window and fired, braking the back window of the jeep. He fired again and missed. He fired again and missed again. He fired again just as he went over a pothole, causing him to miss again. He fired again and nailed on of the thugs in the back of the head. He went back inside the car and rammed the jeep from behind, causing the people inside to get bumped around a little bit. Todd leaned out and fired, the shot hitting the road next to Scott’s car. He fired again, putting a hole in one of the front tires, causing Scott to skid a little. Scott shot his gun, shattering his window, and then fired again, hitting Todd’s gun, knocking it out of his hand, and flying to the road. Todd went back inside the jeep. The jeep moved to the left and slowed down. Just as the red car got to them, the jeep moved sideways, bumping into Scott, knocking him off the road. As the car was rolling down the hill, Scott opened the door and jumped out. He ran up to the road just as the jeep passed by. Scott fired once and knocked out a tire. He fired again and missed. The jeep was getting further away, but Scott fired one last time and knocked out the other back tire, causing the jeep to spin out of control and crash into a tree. Scott ran over and found everyone knocked out except for Andrea and Todd. Todd was getting out of the car, moving towards Andrea’s door. He opened it and Andrea kicked him in the head. Todd swore and grabbed one of the thugs machine guns and pointed it at Andrea. “Come with me!” Suddenly, Scott ran over and as he was, he jumped, shouting. Todd turned around and got Scott’s foot in the chest, sending him flying back. As he started standing, Scott did a turning kick to the side of Todd’s head, knocking it to the side, and knocking Todd back down. Todd stuck out his leg and tripped Scott up, sending him to the ground. Todd stood and kicked Scott in the ribs, Scott’s face showing pain. Then Todd rose his foot and stomped it down on Scott’s chest. Todd brought his foot back and rammed it to the side of Scott’s head, knocking it to the side. Todd looked down and saw that Scott was knocked out. He went to get Andrea, but saw that she had fainted. “Oh well. I was just going to kill her anyway.” He pointed the gun at her chest and fired. He turned and started walking back to the city, which was visible, not to far away. Once he was out of site, Andrea opened her eyes. “I love faking I’ve fainted. It always tricks people!” she moves outside of the jeep and reaches up her shirt and pulls out a piece of metal she found on the floor of the jeep. She walked over to Scott and bent down. She tugged on him, but he didn’t move. “Come on!” She shouted. “Get up!” His eyes began to move a little and he groaned as he tried to sit up. He opened his eyes once he was sitting and looked around. “We’ve got to get to your dad.” He said once he saw Andrea. “I know.” She said as she helped Scott stand him and helped him walk back to the city. Jason and Rick was driving in a car, 6 cop cars behind them, some with two cops, some with one. They got to the building that Todd was hiding out in and they surrounded it. Everyone got out their cars and three cops stayed behind, pointing their guns at the door. The rest, including Rick and Jason went forward and Rick kicked the door in. they all piled into the room and found a bunch of thugs’ playing cards. All the thugs stood up with guns and started firing at the cops, bringing one down. The cops fired back and shot a couple of the thugs. Rick moved to the side of the cops and fired at one thug that was making a run to the back door, shooting him in the knee, causing him to fall to the floor. One thug fired at Rick and missed. Jason fired and shot the thug the same time that Rick did. Scott and Andrea were running down the sidewalk, inside the city, when they heard gunfire. They ran around the corner and saw cop cars and cops outside of the building and heard gunfire from inside. “Rick must be there!” Scott said. Him and Andrea ran over, but one of the cops stopped them. “You’re going to have to leave the area immeitly.” One of the cops said. “My dad is in there!” Andrea cried. “I’m sorry…” but before the cop could finish, Scott pouched him, knocking him out. The other two cops turned and pointed their guns at them. “Listen,” Scott said. “I’ve had one hell of a day and they’re going to want me in there. If you guys really want to stop me, shoot me.” Scott said. He left Andrea and walked by the cops and inside the building. Inside, Jason and Rick were firing and got the last of the thugs. A couple escaped out the back door earlier, and a few were killed, but most were just injured. Rick turned around to talk to the cops, when he saw Scott, all beat up, run up to him. “I got you’re daughter.” Scott said. “She’s safe and sound.” “Thank-you.” Rick hugged his friend. Suddenly they head a door open and they turned. Todd was standing in the backdoor way, his eyes wide. He raised his gun and fired. He shot Jason, who fell down with a yelp and hit the floor, dead. Scott and Rick looked up, but Todd had already left, the door closing. Scott picked up a gun from a dead thug and put it in his trenchcoat. He picked up another and him and Rick ran out the back door, searching for Todd. They could outside and they were in a small opened, tunnel. There was no roof and it was concrete. Rick went flying forward and hit his head off the wall as Todd jumped down from the top of the wall, having kicked Rick as he was landing. He pointed his gun, inches from Scott’s face as Scott did the same to Todd. They both stared into each other’s eyes. Todd growled and at that instant, they heard a click. Todd looked past Scott and saw that Rick had tried to fire, but was out of ammo. Scott backed up and kicked the gun from Todd’s hand. Todd punched Scott in the face and knocked his gun away. Todd backed up and took his jacket off. Scott also backed up and took his jacket off, letting the extra gun inside of it fall to the ground as well. Suddenly, from some place close by, the song WAR started playing. Rick smiled as Scott and Todd ran at each other and both jumped in the air, hitting each other, turning around in the air, and both falling back to the ground. They both quickly jumped back up to their feet, having switch places. Todd flipped and landed in front of Scott and brought his foot almost straight up, kicking Scott in the head, knocking him back. Scott ran at Todd. They both started kicking and punching and doing different moves on each other and both were blocking. Rick was watching the fight, finding it hard to see anything. Todd went flying back, blood trickling from his lip. He reached up and wiped it away, smearing it across his chin. He had an evil look in his face as he jumped up and face Scott, who got ready for the attack. Once WAR ended, they could hear Mortal Kombat start to play. Rick smiled again as Scott and Todd ran at each other and started doing moves on each other again. Rick started to reload his gun. Todd kicked Scott in the gut, causing him to back up a little. Now’s the time! Scott quickly though. Ass Todd rushed at him, Scott dropped to one hand and really fast, lifted himself up on one hand and started spinning his legs around. He kicked Todd a couple times, sending him flying. Scott jumped up, flipped, and landed up right, just as Todd rushed him again. Scott, also bleeding from the lip, side-kicked Todd, sending him flying against the wall, causing some of it to lightly crumble to the ground with him. Todd reached over, silently, and grabbed the extra gun from Scott’s jacket and jumped up, pointing it at Scott, whose eyes went wide as he panted. “So after all of that, you’re just going to shoot me?” Scott asked. “Why not?” Todd responded. Rick had gone around the corner to the front during the fight and went to his car and took and extra gasoline can from his truck and grabbed a knife. He cut a hole in the side and ran back to the fight. When he got there, he saw Todd was about to shoot Scott. “Hey Todd!” Rick yelled, the gasoline dripping all over the place. Todd turned around. “Run!” Rick shouted. Scott turned and ran back inside the building just as Rick through the gasoline at Todd’s face. As it was flying through the air, Rick fired his gun and ran the other way, back out to the front. The bullet hit the can just as it was about to connect with Todd’s face. It exploded, also blowing Todd’s body up and engulfing it in flames. Out front, Scott ran out from the building, and ran over to Rick, who had his arm around his daughter. “That was cool.” Scott said as he sat on the hood of a cop car to rest. “Dad,” Andrea said. “You have cool friends!” they laughed as more sirens were heard coming their way. The next day, Scott had got home and Jo ran over to him and they kissed. “I heard over the news what happed.” Jo said. She saw Scott’s face, which was full of cuts, bruises, and black eyes. “But I don’t think they covered everything.” She added. “I’m back, just like I said.” Scott said. “And it feels great.” Rick drove Andrea back to school, who failed that year, but the next, she was an A student. Rick continued the Cop business and attended Jason’s funeral, which was held the day after his wife’s. A year later, Scott and Rick met up again, both going to the same place. They had seats next to each other on the plane as well. “God, can you believe this.” Scott said. “Yeah,” Rick said. “We even got seats next to each other. I say fate had something to do with this.” The plane started to take off as they laughed. “Did you know that we get to fly over the Amazon?” Scott asked. “Yeah!” Rick said. “If I’m sleeping, wake me up when we fly over it.” “Ok.” THE END BULLET PROOF 2 HIGH CALIBER JEFF LONG |