Hundred and one. An open fire

Hundred and one. An open fire

Hera held Camille's hand tightly. This earned a slight chuckle from Camille who looked at her. "You are sure you want to follow me outside?"

Hera nodded vigorously, her hair dishevelling in the process. "Yes Camille. I can't stay here. I don't want to!"

"Alright then. Hold on tightly" Camille instructed. She gave her the gun again. "You can't let me fight this alone yeah? Shoot anyone who comes closer"

"I can't kill people!" Hera cried.

"Then let go off my hand and just stand behind me" Camille said throwing Hera's hand from hers. However, Hera picked up her hand again. "I will shoot. Please just let me hold you!" Hera begged.

"Hera, if you don't shoot, you will get killed. And you would wish you had shot" Camille said.

Camille's earpod whirred signaling the incoming of a call. She clicked it. "Cobra?"

"No, it's me Suga" Suga said from the other end of the line.

Camille sighed in relief, sparing Hera a glance. "Where are you?"

"Inside the building. We already got them but they're quite a number" Suga said while releasing a bullet to an enemy that was approaching him.

Camille took the gun from Hera and stuck it into her back pocket.

"Why are you taking it?" Hera asked, looking at the heavy metal object that was taken away from her.

"You might as well just concentrate on holding me. I don't want a bullet in my head" Camille said and conked the gun. "Give me an approximate number Suga" she said.

"Almost two hundred" he said, kicking another enemy to the wall and released a bullet into his brain.

"That's quite a number. Elijah really does have an army" Camille said and pushed open the door.

Immediately they open the door, they were dived by one of the enemies who was standing next to the door. He aimed for Hera but Camille was swift and immediately pushed Hera behind her, firing three bullets at once to the man. Hera's eyes widened accompanied by an accelerated heartbeat.

"Which side is the president's room?" Camille asked.

"On the left" Hera replied.

Camille began running toward the room on her left. It was quite smooth until five men came up to the gallery at once. Camille pushed Hera behind her, her eyes spewing hailstones of fire at them.

"Hand over the girl to us. We would or hand over yourself. Besides you're the one the boss wants dead. You have such a nerve to deceive him" one of the men taunted.

Camille smirked at him. In a flash, she released a bullet on his knees bringing him to th floor in an instant. This caused the others to retaliate, firing towards them. However, Camille pressed Hera against the wall, shielding her while firing back at them.

Bullets clashed and sound of gunshots filled the air. This noise brought the husband and wife who were asleep to spiral out of their dream land.

"What's going on honey?" Mrs Lakewoods asked her husband.

The president was no fool. He had been in the army before and could tell what the sound of that was. There was an open fire in his house! Who is that idiot?!

He looked at his wife. "My love, you just stay here. Lie low under the bed and don't make a sound" he advised and climbed down from the bed. Mrs Lakewoods looked at her husband, unsure of what he was doing. She saw the man take out a bullet proof vest and a gun.

"Richard!" Mrs Lakewoods called his name.

"Stay still Rachel. I will be back. Just do what I said" he said and leaned over to kiss her on the lips. That done, he urged her under the bed.

"Honey, please protect Hera" she said, tears in her eyes.

"Of course I will. Stay still and wait for me".

The president walked out of the room, his eyes scanning the while place. He walked towardd his right which was clear and free from attack. Not until he reached the point where Camille was at. He saw her firing while keeping Hera behind her.

Camille had shot for some time clearing the route. Immediately, she removed the bullet proof vest and wore it on Hera.

"What are you doing?" Hera asked, her eyes teary.

"You're going to run towards your parents room and stay there with them. While I take these people out with my colleague here" Camille stated.

"But Camille...you might get hurt" Hera said.

"Not one I haven't gotten before" she said with a smile which was reassuring. "Now go Hera" Camille said.

"Camille...I can't..." Hera stuttered, not leaving.

"Yes you can. You should leave. It's me they came to find. Just hide and pray for me" Camille chuckled and pushed her away from herself. In a swify move, Camille rushed to the railings and jumped from there, ducking with a freefall somersault and immediately firing at the enemy simultaneously. She reached close to where Suga was, standing at his 6 o'clock while firing nonstop.

"That was quite a stint Mille" Suga praised, his eyes on his target.

"I'm your team leader, have you forgotten? If I can't even do such small stunt, of what use am I?" Camille asked. "Thanks anyways for coming here"

"That's not a problem" Suga said.

Hera was awed when Camille landed on the second floor with such stunt. However, this wasn't a time to be awed. She rose to her feet, and began running towards her parents' room, panting and crying. Through her tears, she saw a man who looked like her father...was that her father?

Mr President had seen Camille's kindness and bravery in protecting his daughter, and made a mental note to reward her greatly. He saw his daughter running towards him, as helpless as ever and he also ran towards her.

"Dad!" Hera cried when she got close. "Dad" she cried again.

"My darling, calm down. That's all I need you to do"

"Help Camille. It's her that they want to kill" Hera said.

"Why? What for?" Mr President asked.

"Because she told us about sister's location. They wanted to tell us about her location too but they also wanted to use it as a leverage to ride the government house" Hera narrated.

Mr President's face turned grim with anger. "Don't worry. I won't let them get to her. You, go inside and stay with your mother. She's under the bed" he said.

"Yes dad" Hera said and left.

Mr President looked down to the second floor an saw the fight that's getting bloodier. "Time for a clearance" he muttered and began walking down the stairs while conking his gun.