| Fan Fiction |
by GreenHammock
Hero walked down to the Unit, eyeing his watch nervously. He had to make this quick; who knows how much time he was going to be permitted before he met with the Board. Bunch of Nazi’s, the lot of them, all demanding and demanding and never sitting back and enjoying life. It was go go go, money money money.
Hero rounded the corner, and then his heart stopped.
Guards. Guards that were supposed to be standing. Guards on the ground.
He broke into a run as he approached door 12, practically throwing himself into the decoy room. The guards – all presumed dead – were scattered across the room. There was blood everywhere, thousands of dollars worth in damage and cover-up, but that didn’t concern him. He dashed to the back door, flinging it open in hopes to find his…
Nothing. Nothing was there. The room was as empty and white before he had anything occupy it.
“Fuck,” Hero cursed, staring into the room with disbelief. “Fucking shit! Who did this?!”
That was when he noticed one of the guards was still moving.
He lunged towards him, pulling him up by his collar and peering him in the eyes. “Yah! I pay you to keep this safe, it’s gone!”
“S-sir, there were a lot of th-them. C-came in all sophis-s-sticated, knew what they were doi—ng.” Hero growled, roughly hitting the guard against the wall.
“Who?” He demanded. When the guard said nothing, he shoved him again. “Who?”
“Roog’s”- was all the guard was able to get out, before Hero dropped him and took off down the hall.
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04.07.09