6 Rescue Mission or a Killing Spree?

The 5 men below who heard the screams of their friend upstairs, they grew wary, but shrugged it off.

'He's probably having the time of his life' one of the men suggested

'Yeah he was so happy he screamed' another voiced out

'Let's give him time to rest, this might've taken a toll on his old body' another one suggested

The 5 men continued what they were doing drinking beers, eating and laughing wildly.

Alex who was ready for the the storm of those 5 men, waited for the men to go up. But after a few minutes did he realize no one was coming.

He sent his gaze to the panting old man laying on the floor.

'You will regret this!' The old man said barely in a whisper.

'Seems like your companions already abandoned you' Alex said and drew the blade from the sheath, 'You're worthless now!'

In a smooth motion, Alex moved behind the old man, closed his mouth and used the blade to slice the neck. The man struggled from Alex grip but ultimately failed, creating gurgling sounds before he died.

Alex closed his eyes, 'Pray you won't be the same in the next life. Because the same fate will happen to you'

The little girl who was lying naked in the bed, was asleep. 'Looks like she's tired' Alex looked at her gently.

He moved closer to her and gently wrapped her small body with the blanket.

Alex moved his hand closer to her face and wiped the tears from her fear stricken face.

He whispered, 'I'm sorry I was late' His eyes grew teary, this scene was too much for normal people to bear.

Alex wasn't immune to this kind of thing, he knew that this kind of things happened, he lived in this kind of world once.

Holding the gun with his right hand, he cocked the gun, and held it.

'Bastards!' Alex kept remembering the scene of the girl crying in fear and pain. His heart was set to stone to kill those involved.

He stormed down. 4th floor, 3rd floor, and finally the 2nd.

He had his back leaning on a wall, holding his gun in front of him. He didn't cower, he left the wall and faced the 5 men, who were still laughing and basking in their success.

Alex aimed the gun at one of them. 'One!' he killed one of them. 'Two!' he already killed two of them, with every kill he would shout the number of casualty.

Those 3 shots were enough to force the remaining men to duck, they were now vigilant, and grabbed their weapons at the table.

Alex used this time to hide behind another wall closer to where the men where.

'Sean!' 'Phil!' The three men shouted the name of their fallen comrades.

'Who the f*ck dares storm here and kill our brother! Show yourself and stop hiding like a wimp!' One of them shouted.

'How dare you kill them!' Another voice angrily shouted. 'Show yourself you wimp!'

'What am I supposed to tell their family?' A sad voice remarked.

Alex kept silent despite this. What he heard in the end, made him more angrier. 'Thats what you get for living such a life. You should have readied yourself for such an end' Alex thought.

Not every people who do crimes were bad from the start, they did those things in desperation. But that doesn't give you the right to do those things. Alex although he was never the good guy. He only steals from people, and most of the time rich ones. He would never steal from anyone who has not much than what he had. It's called principles, to actually have a bottom line.

Alex who was lost in his thought was unaware of that the remaining men were splitting up.

'Bang' 'Bang' 'Bang'

Loud shots of guns resounded in the building, echoing to every room in the building.

Alex gripped his gun tightly and followed the shots. In another room was a man who carried a long barreled shotgun. Alex looked closer to see that the man was shaking, his aim erratic.

Alex sneaked behind the man who kept aiming different directions.

Alex replaced the gun with the combat knife. He gripped it and with a grabbing motion to the head of the man, he sliced the neck. Blood sprayed out. The man grabbed his lacerated neck, and tried to speak only to spurt blood.

'Repent on your next life' Alex whispered while holding the mans neck.

Alex released the lifeless body and headed towards a different direction. Running silently, he felt pain on his left abdomen. He placed his hand on his chest and raised it, only to see blood.

'Bang' 'Bang'

Before Alex could be hit again, he hid behind a pillar in the room.

'So it was you!' The man who fired yelled. 'I don't know who you are but I swear you won't get away with this!'

Before he could react. A small green ball was thrown to his face hitting him square in the nose. Getting distracted by the pain, the man who killed his brothers was able to escape.

'F*ck! You cheat!' He howled.

Unaware that he only had 3 more seconds to live.

'Boom!'

The room exploded and collapsed. Alex was quite lucky that the building was sturdy, or else it might've fallen down from that explosion.

He propped himself up and dusted himself. 'One more to go' He whispered.