It didn't take long to get to the jail, park the SUV in a dark ally where it would go unnoticed for at least a while and to head in. He expected this to be a case of walking in, introducing himself to a kid and walking out again with minimal scuffle.
That wasn't what happened.
It wasn't a twelve year old that was waiting for them. It wasn't even law enforcement, though Stryker must have had one of his fanatical Purifier in the agency, though, because that was exactly who and what was waiting for them.
The suggestion of a trap was never too far from Scott's mind, but this had seemed routine enough that he was blindsided. His reaction times were fast, which meant he was able to say 'Trap', shift gears and start fighting fast, but that wasn't going to be enough. It wasn't going to be enough because he had walked into an underground, confined space and was outnumbered. If he even tried to use his optic blasts, he was going to bring the building down on top of himself.
They were apparently prepared for Sandy, or just wanted him out of the way fast, because it was Sandy who got hit first. There was some kind of bang that literally blew him apart. After that it was just chaos and close quarters righting.
The last thing he remembered before it all went dark was a loud crack, a flash of bright light behind his eyes and the taste of blood in his mouth when something a hell of a lot harder than even his skull impacted with the back of his head.
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It didn't take long to get to the jail, park the SUV in a dark ally where it would go unnoticed for at least a while and to head in. He expected this to be a case of walking in, introducing himself to a kid and walking out again with minimal scuffle.
That wasn't what happened.
It wasn't a twelve year old that was waiting for them. It wasn't even law enforcement, though Stryker must have had one of his fanatical Purifier in the agency, though, because that was exactly who and what was waiting for them.
The suggestion of a trap was never too far from Scott's mind, but this had seemed routine enough that he was blindsided. His reaction times were fast, which meant he was able to say 'Trap', shift gears and start fighting fast, but that wasn't going to be enough. It wasn't going to be enough because he had walked into an underground, confined space and was outnumbered. If he even tried to use his optic blasts, he was going to bring the building down on top of himself.
They were apparently prepared for Sandy, or just wanted him out of the way fast, because it was Sandy who got hit first. There was some kind of bang that literally blew him apart. After that it was just chaos and close quarters righting.
The last thing he remembered before it all went dark was a loud crack, a flash of bright light behind his eyes and the taste of blood in his mouth when something a hell of a lot harder than even his skull impacted with the back of his head.