The Final Showdown Pt. 3

Johnson and his men paired up with the foothill police department to raid both of the mafia gang's hideouts. They split up in groups, 20 on one hideout and 20 on the other, and when they were finally ready, they headed out. "I hope this tip is legit," one of the police officers said. "I hope so too, because I'm going to be pissed, if this is a failed mission," another one replied. Johnson and some of his men rode in silence, as they went over the plan in their heads. As soon as they pulled up to the downtown savages's hideout, they went over the plan again. "Ok alpha team you are going to cover the front, beta team you are going to cover the back, and my team will cover the sides of the building. Got it!" Johnson said. "Yes sir," they all replied. Everyone exited the car, as quiet as a mouse, then they all dispersed and went to their respective places.

"I see two men with guns guarding the front door," one man from the alpha team whispered into his headset. "Deploy the sleeping gas," Johnson replied. The man popped the pin off the gas canister and threw it, landing it directly at the men's feet. "What the fuck is that?" One of the men said, as he moved in closer to get a better look. As the mafia member leaned down, the canister exploded in his face, knocking him out instantly. The other mafia member tried to run, but before he could get to the door to warn the others, he fell flat on his face, and went to sleep. "Both men have been subdued, sir," the man said. "Ok, the alpha team, move in," Johnson said. The men placed gas masks on, as they approached the front of the building.

Beta team quietly moved around to the back, spotting two mafia members guarding the door with AK-47s, and two more on the side taking a smoke break. "There are four men here. Two with visible weapons, and two more just standing, smoking, and talking," one of the men from the beta team said. "Ok, shoot the two men with the weapons, and make sure your silencer is on, then send two men to take down the other two," Johnson replied. "On it sir," he whispered. Two of the men from the beta team, who were hiding behind the bushes, popped out and shot both of the men, before they had time to react. They then sent two additional men, one soldier and one police officer, to subdue the remaining two. "You go that way, so you can come up behind him, and I will go this way," the soldier said to the officer. The soldier stealthily walked around the corner, quietly coming up behind one of the mafia members, he then quickly took his hands and snapped his neck.

The other mafia member that was with him, tried to pull out his gun and shot him, but was too slow. As the police officer sneaks up behind him, and shoots him in the head. The police officer was so light on his feet, moving like a thief in the night, the mafia member didn't even get the chance to hear him coming, before it was lights out. "All men have been subdued, sir," the soldier said over the headset. "Proceed with infiltration," Johnson said. Alpha team, beta team, and Johnson's team all infiltrated the building. "The plan is to arrest as many people as possible, but if that can't be done, then kill on sight," Johnson said, as they slowly moved deeper into the building. As soon as they entered the building, it turned into a deadly battle zone.

Johnson came up behind a mafia member, slitting his throat from ear to ear, and throwing his limp body to the side like trash, as he proceeded forward. A few men that trailed off to take down the other mafia members, were ambushed by flying bullets. They all were backed into a circle, as they were surrounded. "Fuck!" One of Johnson's men said under his breath. As they all drew their guns and aimed. "What are we going to do?" One of the soldiers said, while all their backs were against each other. "Cover me," one of the soldiers said. "What?!" One of the officers responded. "Just fucking cover me," the soldier said through gritted teeth. The soldier pulled out a glock from his side, as he slung the military rifle across his back. He then shots one of the mafia men in the stomach, as the other soldiers and officers take fire. The soldier slides past the remaining mafia men, shooting the few men that were on his side, and coming up behind the others, shooting them in the head, chest, and back, dropping them all like flies.

"Whew, that was a close one," one of the officers said. "Let's move, before more come and surround us again," the soldier said, as he placed his glock into his back pocket. The men all marched forward, coming up on a group of mafia members packaging a large quantity of cocaine. The soldier lifted his hand up into a fist to get his men to stop. He then signaled for some of them to move to the other side of him. The soldier then did a count down before they ran in. The leading soldier was able to shoot two mafia members in the head, before the others noticed and returned fire. The soldier then flipped the steel table, sending the cocaine flying. The unpacked cocaine hit one of the mafia members in the face, causing him to inhale a good amount of it, while the other mafia members were blinded by cocaine powder. The soldiers and offices came from behind the tables, and started shooting.

A few of them inhaled the drug, causing them to get a spike in energy. One of the police officers used the cloud of dust to disguise his movements, as he came up on the mafia member and shoved the knife into his head from the bottom of his chin, and then pulled it back out. On the other side of the room, a soldier roundhouse kicked a mafia member in the head causing him to immediately pass out, and once he hit the floor, the soldier jumped in the air and stomped on his head with all his might, causing the mafia man's head to explode like a balloon. A few of the soldiers and police officers were shot, but couldn't tell because they were high off the drugs. As they all proceeded forward, they took down the remaining members one by one.

The leader of the group of soldiers and police officers, took out two of the mafia members that came to ambush him from the sides. He snatched the one on his left, and turned him around to shield him from the incoming gunfire. He moved in closer to the other mafia member, as he held up the other members body as a shield. The mafia member eventually ran out of bullets and before he could reload, the soldier threw the dead body to the side and kicked the other member in the stomach, causing him to double over in pain. He then took him by the hair and slammed his face into the table next to them. Once he was dazed, he took his left arm and popped his shoulder out of place, and slammed him on to the ground to arrest him.

Dominic sat in his room, as he looked at the cameras. "Fuck who the fuck snitched!??" Dom screamed, as he saw the military and police infiltrate his hideout. "What is going on out there?" Dom said over his radio. "We are taking gun fire from every angle boss, they came in 20 men strong," the member replied. "Von can you get to my office?" Dom asked, his second in command. "I can try sir but-" Von tried to say, before more gunshots rang out, and the line went dead. "Damn it!" Dom yelled, as he smashed the radio on the ground. "I need to get out of here," Dom said to himself, as he looked around his office for an escape route. Dom remembered his secret passageway, that was behind the large painting on his wall. Dom grabbed as much as he could, before he walked through.

The passageway smelled of musk and it was extremely dusty. "Damn how long has it been since I used this shit," Dom said, as he coughed on the flying dust particles. Dom slithered his way through the passage, slowly opening the door, as he scoped out his surroundings, before he got out. The hidden passage led to a small corridor that led him to come out on the side of the house. Dom looked around to see if anyone was coming, before he proceeded to walk towards his car. "I just need to get to my car and I'm good," Dom said to himself, as he continued to survey his surroundings. Just as Dom bent the corner, he saw two police officers blocking the exit. "Shit," Dom said under his breath.

Dom retreated back around the corner. "Ight let me figure this shit out," Dom said to himself, as he tried to figure out another escape route. As Dom ran through different options in his mind, he heard a call come over the officer's headset, "We are finishing up here, you can head back to the car," one of the soldiers said. "Copy that," the cop said, as they both walked away. Dom waited a minute or two, before he proceeded towards the area the officers were just in. Dom looked out to make sure that everyone left, before he headed straight to his car. Just as Dom started to let his guard down, and he approached his car, he ran right into Johnson. Dom immediately punched him in the face. Johnson jumped back, as he shook off the pain. He then turned around to kick Dom in the head, but Dom blocked it with his left arm.

Dom threw his things down, as he got into a fighting stance. Dom threw a counterattack and punched Johnson in his stomach, lifting him a few inches off the ground. Johnson involuntarily vomited from the force. As he was vomiting, Dom ran up and kicked him in the face. Johnson fell back, as he scooted away. Dom raised his leg, posing to crush Johnson's skull, but in that split second, Johnson pulled out his knife, angling it so the momentum from the stomp caused the knife to rip through his entire foot. Dom grunted in pain, as he hopped back. Dom then picked up his foot, and forcefully ripped the knife out. Johnson proceeded to get up and wipe the blood from his mouth. "This is going to be fun," Dom said with a smile, as he placed his injured foot down and charged at him.

Johnson moved to the left, as Dom swung with his right hand. As Johnson moved sideways, he counterpunched Dom in his ribs. Dom grabbed his left side, as he leaned over, to spit up some phlegm. Johnson counterattacked by sweeping his right leg, as Dom stumbled, Johnson then uppercutted him in the jaw. Dom's head flew back as Johnson punched him in the stomach again. Dom jumped back, as he swallowed the vomit that threatened to escape his mouth. "Damn this man just won't quit," Johnson said, as he spit blood onto the ground. Dom and Johnson went blow for blow for a good 15 minutes. They were moving so fast, their movements became one big blur. "I need to take him down soon or I'm done for," Johnson said, as he tried to catch his breath. "This motherfucka is really holding up," Dom said, as he slightly laughed. Dom lunged forward, punching him in the jaw. As Dom swung at him again, Johnson pulled out his concealed blade, and used the momentum of Dom's punch, to slice him down his arm. Dom grabbed his arm, as blood squirted out everywhere.

Johnson then jumped and kicked him in the head, causing Dom to pass out mid stance. Johnson ran over to him, laid him down, and tourniquet his arm. "I've successfully taken down the boss," Johnson said through his headset. "Call for an ambulance because he needs immediate medical attention," Johnson added. "On it sir," the soldier replied. Johnson stayed with Dom until help arrived, as he made sure to keep him alive until then. Once Dom was hauled off to the hospital, Johnson met up with his team. "Good job everyone, now we just need to wait to hear back from the others on how their mission went," Johnson stated, as he walked towards the car.

Back at Harrington's hideout, the rest of Johnson's men and police officers took down the surrounding men and infiltrated the building. Blake, Johnson's second commander, led the strike force into the building. Also, as they stepped foot into Harrington's building, they were immediately met with gun fire. "Fuck," Blake said, as he and the others took cover. "What are we going to do?" one of the men asked. "We are going to need to split up," Blake said. "You 10 go around to the other side of the building, the other 10 of you stay with me, and the remainder of you will go to the other side of the building, splitting into two groups of 10," Blake explained. "Got sir," they all said, as they ran to execute their orders. Blake and his men moved through the gunfire like a snake. Trying their best to dodge the incoming bullets. Blake rounded the corner, shooting two men, one in the head and one in the chest. He signaled to his men to split up and take down the remaining men in this part of the building.

Blake's men moved around, as they took down the men one by one. One of Blake's men was almost ambushed and cornered in, until he ran, using the table as leverage to backflip off the balcony. As soon as he hit the ground he opened fire, shooting one man in the face. The mafia men all looked astonished at the sight they just saw. "Did you just see that shit?" One of the mafia members asked. "Yea, who the fuck does he think he is, Batman?!" The other mafia said, as he laughed. The mafia members then split up to capture them. "Come in Brandon," Blake said over the headset. "I'm here sir," Brandon replied. "Do you need back up?" Blake asked. "Yes I was just almost ambushed," Brandon replied, as he leaned against the wall, trying to catch his breath. "Ok try to stay put, some of the men will be coming your way," Blake said. "Okay sir," Brandon responded.

Brandon steadied his breath, as he hid out in a dark room, from the other mafia members. As Brandon retreated further into his hiding spot, he could hear footsteps approaching. "Fuck," Brandon whispered, as he ducked down. "We need to get out of here," one of the mafia members said, as they came into the room. "We can't leave our men," the other man replied. "Look Zack I know you are Harrington's right hand man, but if we stay here, we will be caught or worse, end up dead," the mafia member said. "You can bitch out if you want to. I'm not leaving my men behind," Zack said. "You're gonna kill yourself for them, even though they for surely wouldn't do the same for you," the member said, grabbing Zack's arm. Zack snatched his arm away, "and that's why you are just a follower and not a leader," Zack said, as he cocked his gun getting ready to head out. Brandon's foot slips causing him to knock something over. "What the fuck was that?" Zack said, as he turned around.

"FUCCCCCK," Brandon silently screamed. Both Zack and the other member proceeded to move closer to Brandon's hiding spot. Brandon looked down to see what weapons he had on him. He had his gun, a few bullet clips, and two canisters of sleeping gas. As Zack inched closer and closer, Brandon pulled the pin out the canister, held his breath, and threw it. The canister hits Zack in the head, "what was that!," Zack said angrily, as he held his head. "I don't know, it looks like a spray can," the member said, picking it up off the floor. As he brought it closer to their face, the canister exploded. Zack and the mafia member started to cough. "Omg, what the fuck," Zack says, as he fights to breathe. Zack watched as the other mafia member dropped to the floor. Zack stumbles into the wall, as the room begins to spin. "Damn how long is this man going to go on," Brandon said to himself, as he held his breath.

Zack finally drops to his knees, as he gasps for air. Brandon slowly comes out of his hiding spot, as he walks towards the door. As soon as Brandon reaches the door, Zack grabs his ankle. Brandon jumps back, as he yanks his foot away and kicks Zack in the face. Zack, who is dazed, looks up, as he sees Brandon running out the door, before everything goes black. Brandon runs until he gets to the end of the hallway and ducks back into another room, as he hears footsteps approaching. Brandon peek out the crack of the door to see who was coming. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his team bend the corner heading his way. "Damn what talk y'all so long," Brandon said as he exited the room. "I think the men trying to kill us could be the reason," the man replied sarcastically. "I knocked Harrington's second in command out and another member in that room down there," Brandon said, pointing.

"I used the sleeping gas, but it should have dissipated by now," he added. Brandon and the other men walked down the hall to the room Zack was in. They slowly opened the door, letting out a little of the remaining smoke that lingered in the room and proceeded in. They then handcuffed both Zack and the other member, while also binding their feet so they couldn't run. "Ok let's go take down the remainder of the mafia members, so we can hurry up and get this over with," Brandon said, as he walked out the room. Brandon and his team took down the remaining mafia members on the west side of the building, killing a few and arresting the rest. Blake and the other men, took down the other members in all different parts of the building. "Whew, that should be the last of them," Blake said, as he cuffed the last standing member. "How is it over there?" Blake asked through the headset. "We have taken out all the men on this side," Brandon responded. "Okay good, we are done then," Blake said, as he pulled out his phone to have more cops and government agents come and take the alive members to jail.

Johnson's team was just finishing up, when Johnson received a call. "We are finished over here sir," Blake said. "Good job Blake, I'm just now finishing up over here as well, I'll meet you over at the secret building where Sarah and director Birmingham is," Johnson said. "You got it sir. See you soon," Blake said, as he hung up the phone. "Wrap this up and let's head out," Johnson said, as he turned around. "Yes sir," they all said, as they proceeded to haul out all the remaining members they arrested. Johnson pulled out his phone to call Director Birmingham, "I'm finished over here sir, me and my men will be heading that way in a few," Johnson said, as soon as the call connected. "Great work Johnson, I definitely need to award you soon," Birmingham said. "Yes you do sir," Johnson replied. "Were those addresses correct?" Birmingham asked. "Yes. We were able to capture most of the men, and leaders of both gangs, but some did put up a fight, so we had no choice but to kill them," Johnson explained. "Mhm. Good work, I'll see you soon," Birmingham said, as he hung up the phone.

As soon as everyone was rounded up at both locations, Johnson and his men headed back to the government building, while the remaining police officers headed back to their station. "Where is that James guy?" Johnson said, as he came through the door. "He's in there," Jack said, pointing towards the door. Johnson walked in and saw James sitting down on the chair, watching Eli's every move like a hawk, through the two way mirror. "Hey James his intel was correct, we were able to take down both mafia teams," Johnson said, snapping James out of his trance. "Really?" James asked. "Yes. They have all been arrested and are on their way to jail as we speak," Johnson said with a smile. "Thank you," James said, as he hugged Johnson. Johnson froze in place, with his arms stretched out. "I'm sorry I couldn't go on the mission with you, but thank you for taking care of them," James said, as he hugged Johnson tighter. "You are welcome," Johnson said, as he awkwardly patted James back.

Johnson looked over James' shoulder at Eli. He could see that Eli was barely hanging onto life. He was badly beaten, bloody, and bruised. "We need to get him to the hospital," Johnson said, as he removed himself from James' embrace. "Yea I guess you're right," James said coldly, as he looked over at Eli in disgust. "Blake, come here," Johnson yelled. "Yes sir," Blake said as he entered the room. "I need you to take this boy to the hospital," Johnson said, pointing at Eli through the mirror. "Damn ol'boy in there fucked up," Blake said, as he walked over to grab Eli, while James and Johnson silently laughed to themselves. "I'm going to head back to the precinct, let me know if you need anything," James said, as he walked out. "I'm glad that's over-" "DAMN! He fucked him up," Jack said, as he turned to see Eli mid sentence. Everyone busted out laughing, "stop that's not funny," Sarah said trying to contain her laughter.

"Hey Sarah let me talk to you for a minute," Birmingham said. "Okay here I come," Sarah said. Sarah followed Birmingham to an office in the back of the building. "Have a seat," Birmingham said, as they walked through the door. Sarah sat down, "what is this about?" Sarah asked nervously. "So now that everything has come to an end, and we have handled all the missions we needed to, it's time to make a decision," Birmingham said. "What do you mean?" Sarah asked, as she tried to steady her heart. "So remember how I changed the decision to not kill you, so you could take down the Russian spies and now the mafia gangs?" Birmingham asked. "Yes," Sarah said, as she started to have an anxiety attack. "Well in that decision I told you and Jack that we will reevaluate that decision once all this is over," Birmingham said. Sarah just nodded her head, as she was too scared to even speak. "Well I reevaluated that and I've made my decision now that everything is over,"Birmingham said.

Sarah started to feel like she couldn't breathe. "Is he gonna to kill me, now that he doesn't need me anymore," Sarah said to herself, as she tried to fight back tears. "So... soo.. soo... whew," Sarah stuttered, as she blew out some air, while she rubbed her sweaty hands up and down her pants leg. Birmingham sat in silence for a few seconds, as he watched Sarah have a panic attack. "What is the decision?" Sarah asked, as she placed her hand on her chest. "The decision is...," Birmingham said, as he let his words trail off and linger in the air like a suffocating fog. "Plea-" Sarah choked on her words. "Please just tell me, I can't take this," Sarah said, as she leaned back in her chair, trying to get the room to stop spinning. "The decision is more of a choice for you Sarah," Birmingham stated. "Huh?!" Sarah asked, confused. "You need to choose if you are going to live or die," he replied. Sarah just stared at him in confusion.

"The decision I made is you will need to choose between being a secret agent for the rest of your life or if you choose not to, then you will die," Birmingham said coldly. "So I can never have a normal life anymore," Sarah said sadly. "Your normal life ended the moment you unlocked your suppressed abilities," he said sternly. Sarah just stared at the floor as she became more angry. "I can't believe this shit," Sarah said, as the tears just started flowing. "What is it going to be Sarah Jenkins?" He asked aggressively. Sarah looked up at him, as the tears rolled down her cheeks, "Can I please have some time," Sarah begged. Birmingham contemplated on how to answer that question. After a few minutes of mauling over the question, he spoke, "I'll give you a few days to decide on what you want to do," he said, as he sat back down in his chair. "Thank you," Sarah said, as she wiped her face and walked out the room.

As soon as the door closed behind her, she slid down the wall and broke down crying. "What am I going to do," Sarah said through tears. "I can't believe I have to choose between putting my life in danger 24/7 or immediate death," Sarah said, as she curled into a ball on the floor. "Hey where did Sarah go?" Jack asked, as he came back from the bathroom. "I think I saw her and the director go towards the office in the back," Johnson said. Jack walked away to find Sarah, as he turned the corner he could see Sarah curled up in a ball, in the corner of the room, on the floor crying. "Sarah, are you okay?" Jack said as he rushed to her side. Sarah looked up at Jack and immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and cried. Jack gently picked her up and carried her out. "Is Sarah okay?" Johnson asked, concerned, as Jack walked past him. "She will be okay, I'll call you later to come over," Jack said, as he left the building and carried Sarah to his car.

Jack carefully placed Sarah down in the car and strapped her in. Once he was done he got in the car and headed home. Jack parked the car, and carefully carried Sarah inside. "Is Sarah okay?" Mike asked as he rushed up to Jack. "I honestly don't know," Jack said as he carried her to his room and placed her in the bed. Sarah was passed out from crying by the time they reached Jack's house. Jack and Mike quietly walked out the room and headed towards the living room. "What's wrong? Did something not go right with the take down?" Mike asked. "Not everything went according to plan. I don't know what happened afterwards. I just found her on the floor in a fetal position crying," Jack explained. "What! I wonder what happened," Mike said. "I think the director said something to her, because Johnson said that was who she was with before I found her," Jack replied. "I wonder what they talked about that has her so upset," Mike said.

"I think he told her that she is going to die," Jack said. "DIE! What the fuck are you talking about Jack?!" Mike yelled. "Well when all this started a few months ago, the government came and kicked my door down to take Sarah away to kill her, but we convinced the director not to by allowing us the opportunity to take down the Russian spies and the mafia gang. Unfortunately he said once everything was said and done we will revisit the conversation on what's going to happen to her," Jack explained. "This can't be fucking happening. We just got her back," Mike said, as he tried to hold back tears. "I know. I don't want to lose her forever as much as you do," Jack said, as a single tear ran down his face. "So what are we gonna do?" Mike asked. "I'm going to wait until she wakes up and figure out the conversation she had with Birmingham in more detail and go from there," Jack said.

Mike huffed in frustration, "Fuck this is some bullshit," he said as he stormed off to his room. Jack sat in silence as he laid down on the couch. "What are we going to do if he wants to kill you Sarah," Jack said to himself. "I promised to protect you, but how can I protect you from this," Jack said as he silently cried. Mike broke down crying in his room as he couldn't fathom the thought of losing Sarah forever. "I can't let him kill her, I just can't. I will do everything in my power to save you Sarah," Mike said to himself as he laid down on his bed. "I'll make sure to save you, if it's the last thing I do," Mike said before he turned over and went to sleep.