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    Heroes Vs. Villans – (Chapter: Chapter 2)

     

     

    Sirens. That’s all I hear right now. They cant be to far away, maybe a few hundred miles. I could be there in seconds. But do I really want to do this? Maybe ill just go to see what happens, im sure the police have it undercontrol…

    “all men hold fire, I repeat hold fire!” all of the shooting stops. The guys trying to rob the bank came out to give up, or so we thought. As soon as he came out he had about 100 guns not including the snipers on him and he pushed a kid from behind him. He grabed a kid! What kind of person just does that! He cant be any older than 10.

    I watch as all of the police officers keep their weapons up but don’t fire. I cant just let them get away with this… im not stupid. I know that either someone is gonna get trigger happy and that kid could get hurt. Or the bad guy, scratch that, bad guys. Will get away and then hurt the kid. Not to mention all of the other innocent by-standers that could get hurt with them trying to get away.

    Ugh, why am I gonna do this…

    Looking around I try and make a game plan. I have to be fast. Faster than ive ever been if I don’t want anyone to see me or worst, get hurt.

    I run, as fast as I can, first I grab the kid and run him behind a police car and continue towards the guy that was holding him, getting him on his stomache and cuffing him, before moving on to the ones still in the door way. Im sure the cops wont mind I borrowed their cuffs.

    “What the hell?” everyone looks around confused. Not me tho. Im just standing where I stood before I moved. I guess if I was them id be confused too. One second they are standing in the middle of a shoot out with a hostage. The next everyone is cuffed and de-armed and the hostage is now being held by his mother who is crying like its nobody’s business.

    Slowly but surley they wake up out of their stupor and start getting the guys to put in the cars. “ sir, what the hell just happened?” I hear a cop ask another cop. He must be a rookie, he looks like one. Like he was in the academey 2 mins before this happened. “ I really don’t… I don’t know” he looks around trying to spot something out of the ordinary. But he wont. From looking at me, you would never think I was much different from you. And I think I want to keep it that way.

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