A Step Backwards

Having a gun pushed to my head, Gunter says. "You look tired Raven, let me help you with that." Pulling the trigger, we hear the clicking sound of the hammer striking down.

*Click*

Confused, Gunter pulls the trigger a few more times still with no results. "Cold is a bitch, isn't it?" Blowing the warm air onto Gunter. He just rolls his eyes. Trying to hit me with the gun, all hell breaks loose.

Ducking down, I wrap around Gunter's knee and try to make him fall over. Bullets fly all over me, Edward jumps in front of me and protects me from the bullets. Thanking him, I let go of Gunter and form an Ice spear.

"Tap!" Switching our enemies, I face the thugs with guns. Running out of the middle of the street, I spray them with water. Done reloading they, aim at me, and fire. Jumping through a window into the restaurant. As the waiters and owner look at me like a freak, I yell.

"Get Down!" as Bullets come flying, I see most of them get riddled with bullets. Falling in front of me is the waitress, that served us just not too long ago. Unmoving, I curse. "What a Waste!" reaching into her pocket, I pull out the 5 Aquar bill, that I hide there.

*Click* *Click* hearing them run out of ammo. I fire my pistol back at them.

Hitting only one of them, I get annoyed. Feeling the blood creep up to me. I start doing weird Yoga poses just to not get into my clothing. Suddenly getting an Idea, I lift the blood up and freeze it. Making ice spike from blood, I smile.

Sending them flying, I impale half of the thugs. Getting my hopes up, part of the wall comes down as Edward flies through it. "Edward!" Slowly getting up, he wipes the blood off his face. seeing me hide behind the cover, he falls over.

"Well done boss!" "Yeah!" Walking over, Gunter pulls Edward up by his hair. Hitting him in the head, it takes 3 full punches before he shatters his brother's nose. "There, now you look better."

Spotting me, I try to run away, but he catches me by my long ponytail. Pulling me back, He slightly slams me in the stomach. Seeing the darkness in the corner of my eyes, I whimper.

"Not again....."

.........

Opening my heavy eyes, I look around. Being tight up to a chair, I see what looks like crates filled with some goods. "Oh no."

"You like what you see? This is my warehouse, anything I get my hands on is placed here. It is the largest underworld warehouse in the south." Looking at me, he asks. "You look unimpressed, or... Scared? Did something happen where is that smile of yours? I don't like this."

Looking around, he tries to figure out what makes me so scared. "What is it?!" Looking at the nearby tide up Edward, I sigh. "12:30" Reading the time of Gunter's clock. I take a deep breath and smile.

"No, nothing is wrong, why would I be scared?" Nodding his head, Gunter reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigar. "You! W-watch over him! I need a break!"

Storming away, a pretty big guy watches me. Watching each other in silence for a few seconds, Edward wakes up loudly as ever.

"WHA!" The chains that tied him down, snap under him stretching. Not even surprised, I stomp my leg and create an ice point, that flings the guy's gun into the air.

Setting my hands and legs in a blaze, I burn the ropes away. "They really keep forgetting I can do magic, just because I fight with a cane." Seeing the guy reach for his gun, I rush over and dig my knee into his face.

Now getting a better look at him, I recognize him as one of the thugs at the restaurant.

"Well, no pity for you then." Snapping his neck, I dust my clothes. Grabbing the rifle, I pull out the magazine and cock it. Throwing it away, Edward asks me why we don't use it.

"Simple, this place is probably already surrounded by cops and elite units that are just finishing their plans. Since we're in THE Warehouse. Edward's eyes go wide as plates as he realizes what this means.

"We have to get out of here-"

*BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!*

Hearing a gunfight further in the front I ask him, where does he exactly plan to go? Hearing shots now even from the back, we realize that we're caged in.

Being in the middle storage room, I count that we have 10 to 15 minutes before the first comes breach in here. So looking around, I yell at Edward to find our things as we don't want to leave any evidence of us.

Putting the chair from the middle of the room to the side, so it doesn't look like someone was kept here. I brun the remains of the ropes. Running after Edward, I hear him yell.

"Over here! Found our things!" Throwing me my cane and my pistol, I start to look around thinking of a possibility of escape. Hearing the gunfight get louder. I see a bunch of men with guns run past us.

"Over here!" Even though they ran past us the last guy noticed us. Turning around, I kick the gun of the last guy and jump onto his shoulders. Using my like a turret I force him to fire at his comrades.

Screaming with all his might, he finally grabs me by the leg and tries to pull me off. The remaining guys fire at me, but Edward jumps in the way. As the low-caliber bullets brake against his body. Smiling, he charges at them and throws one of the guys into the nearby shelves.

Grabbing the gun, I pull it out of the arms of the thug. "Edward! Hit me!" Kicking myself off the thug, I reach out with my hand only to suddenly get punched. Flying into the wall, I pull myself out and yell.

"Why the hell did you punch me!?" Looking at me like I'm the stupid one, he yells. "You said hit me?!" Stumbling out of the imprint on the wall, I argue. "Hit me like throw me a mag! Not hit me literally! Have you never played blackjack?!"

Shaking his head he looks at me dumbfounded. Of course, while we're yelling at each other. The thugs keep on shooting at Edward, seemingly still not realizing that it's doing nothing.

Finally having enough of it since we can barely hear each other arguments, I pull out my pistol and Edward fires a nearby rifle. "Shut up!"

"And you!" Pointing at each other, I think that I wanted to say something, but..... I can't remember. Letting it go. We suddenly hear a loud bang. Looking in the direction we still don't see anyone but the cops must be really close.

Spotting a manhole cover, I run over and ask Edward to bash it in. Punching the manhole into the sewers, I try to climb down, only to get shot at.

"They're in the sewers!" Forming a piece of ice out of thin air with no water. I throw it into the sewerage water causing it to make smoke. "Enjoy this dry ice! now move!" Reaching out for Edward, I get pulled out.

Trying to ask me something, I hush him and move over to the crates. Spotting an open crate. I try to say something.

*Bang!*

To my surprise, I see in the corner of my eyes the first squad of cops that breached into the middle. "Get it!"

"What?!" Confused Edward tries to ask what I mean, but I just yell at him that there's no time. Getting into the empty crate, I say. "Look, if in the 12 hours, I don't call you on the phone Run something must have happened. We will probably be transported over the river into some sort of an evidence locker, once there I will contact you so that we can get out and make a run for it, if not. Do as I said before."

Putting a smaller piece of wood over him, I grab some of the coke bricks and line them up on top. *Bang!* As bullets hit the box, I joke. "At least that's the breathing hole made."

Laughing at my lame remark. I put the real lid on, and close it shut. "Good luck Edward!" Running off, I spot an open crate. Looking around for which I can hide, I see the cops start to sweep the shelves.

NO TIME! Getting into the crate, I put the lid on. Let's hope I'll be just assigned to the rest of things.