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Post by B on Apr 3, 2006 21:33:18 GMT -5
"Place nicely now.." Ruminik smirked, enjoying this. He ran over to his mitsubishi and drove off, this wasn't the fastest car but it could do some good speed as well had excellent handling. This car was also modified to fit Ruminik's liking. While driving he adjusted his mirror so that he could get a better view of his rear. He out ran them and fooled them once, the chances of that working again was slim, so he already set himself up with a plan.
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Post by V on Apr 3, 2006 21:45:42 GMT -5
Vulture smirked as everyone departed. "Find all of them. Pull over every exotic you see." He contacted Bull again. "Hey, you ready. Be on the look out for any exoctic car, especially the really nice ones. Like Lambourghini's or Saleens." He then sent out a transmission, that would be recieved by all who used his frequency. "Listen! If any of you hotshots are listening, be warned we are going to hunt you down. Not very many people have Saleens or Ferraris you know. Heehee. I look forward to watching you all explode...oh, and by the way. We've killed all of those liberators who didn't make it off the station in time." The fire on the west wing had well died out. And the Goblin flew of, it's spotlight glding around. "Wow...city is deserted at night."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 3, 2006 21:50:07 GMT -5
Everyone had left the police station and some of them were using normal cars because they had quit racing long ago but most have racing cars. Katrina drove her Saleen and she headed towards the nearest body of water in this town. She was going to do something. (WB)
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Post by V on Apr 3, 2006 21:57:17 GMT -5
The garages of the station opened, and Vulture's team of Corvettes and Durangos came out, as well as his Mercedes Benz SLR Mclaren. "Hunt them all down. They are all wanted for a federal crime. Bull. Knock out as many as you can with that gun." "Roger!" The gunship flew to a lower altitude. Multiple cars followed by police cars. The one without sirens would behis targets. The forward chain gun started whirring, as bullet were expelled at a fast and strong rate. "Remember, Bull. We've been driven to defend this place, that includes attacking terroist such as these. Don't hesitate to detroy any cars, even i f the driver is inside." The bullet were able to go through the roof of one, and the car spun out. It seemed the driver had been hit. "Aim for the fuel tank, Bull. That'll shake em up."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 3, 2006 22:04:44 GMT -5
Katrina then heard the guns near by. She had found a route to the nearest body of water... or the closest thing she could get. A long, wide river that wasn't too far from her current location. She was floored her gas and tried to get to the river faster.
(WB...again)
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Post by V on Apr 4, 2006 20:49:11 GMT -5
"Stick sharp!" Bull announced to the ground units below. "They can't hit trash with guns, but they can drive." Vulture nodded. "Roger." He then turned to Courtney, smirking. "You are aware of the plan, right Yoshimaru." She gimaced. "Of course....sir." She replied. She had accepted the deal on the way down, but had also agreed to help the cops as an undercover agent. "Good. Now you should go on home. We'll go bag as many as we can out there...hopefully one is this 'Midnight' Heehee."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 4, 2006 22:45:11 GMT -5
A police car had came from behind Katrina. One cop was driving and one cop had a gun. They knew it was her and they shot at her. One bullet managed to get at her shoulder. She shouted and momentarily swerved out of control. When she got to a wide street she turned the car wildly around and shot a lucky shot and she killed the one of the cops.
"We have Midnight!" The officer reported.
Midnight heard this and the officer continued to chase her and soon another car came and they were shooting. She then made it to the river and they got a shot to her back tires. She couldn't control the car so she jumped out and landed again. The cops stop their cars and pointed their guns at her.
Then there was bang sound and Midnight stood there shocked for a while. She then took a few steps backward and she got a hold of the railing of the bridge. Katrina looked at her wounds. Blood was all over the place and there were one hole in her stomach. She slowly looked up and was about to say something and the police took one more shot and this time she took a step back wards and she fell over the edge.
There was a big splash and the police ran over to the edge. "Heh heh heh! I thought she was a good driver!" They shouted as they watched the water darken with blood. "She's dead! Midnight is dead!" They shouted and got into there cars and left. Just when they left her father and two of her brothers had jumped out from under the bridge into the water. They grabbed her and brought her right back under the bridge.
"She's not going to die...She's my daughter." Katrina was pale but she was still breathing. She was hardly but she still alive. "One hole in her stomach...and one near her shoulder..." Her father told his son and Shane took out something. "We have to get her out of this place...." Shane said and her father held her shaking hand.
After a few minutes Shane had taken out the bullets. He opened a metal box just like the ones from earlier. It had a blanket and medical supplies in it. They got to dry her a bit and Shane wrapped bandages around her shoulder, chest, and stomach. They then covered her with the blanket. "Katrina...Don't die on me please." Her father said hugging her closely. She was cold, pale, and wounded. She probably would be dead by now but for some reason she wasn't. They stopped hearing sirens and finally they got out and moved to the nearest manhole and they got to a part of the sewer were it connected to the underground market. They placed her on a table near a fire in the market. She was starting to get her feel back.
Most of the gang had escaped into the market except Nico's squad and half of Noel's squad. Most of them went to get ready for the next attack but a few of them helped watched over Katrina. They did everything they could to help her keep warm. They couldn't let her die and they were truly a family no matter what. "Katrina...don't die...we've lost your mother...and I don't want to loose you."
Her mother had died from crashing into a river except that she was a part of the police force. The people who had killed her were a part of the police but what the family didn't know except Katrina was that those people who had killed her weren't cops. Katrina kept it secret and because she did her father started to go up against the police and becoming a criminal. These 'police' that killed her mother started to eliminate more and more of her family. The people being eliminated had been people working in the station. Her father became infuriated with the police and started a group. Her father was once a cop but that all changed when his family started to die. All of them were crazy but it couldn't be changed.
"Dad...It wasn't them...they were..." Katrina said weakly turning onto her side. "Katrina?" He asked and she didn't answer. "Are you all right?" He checked her and she was still slightly cold. "...drugs...they did it..." She whispered turning again. "Who?" He asked. "Nico...and Noel...gangs...money...murders." She said and sat there quietly breathing. Her father sat there confused. The two hadn't arrived yet. "I hope those bastards who call themselves my sons don't come back." He said into his daughter's ear.
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Post by B on Apr 5, 2006 1:22:17 GMT -5
(I thought Nico was dead..)
No cops were in sight just yet so Ruminik got his chance to prepare. Taking out three clips to his uzi and placing them firmly between the passenger's seat and the driver's, he got ready. Before he was truely ready, he needed music so he adjusted the volume to his radio and laughed as he waited for the cops to come out. He hoped that Vulture would be one of them, and that they would play fair, if not then they shall see Ruminik's meaning of unfair.
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Post by V on Apr 7, 2006 19:53:00 GMT -5
"What happened?!" Yelled Vulture into the radio. "What happened to Midnight?!" Bull replied. "Captain, this is Seargent Umelay! No reports come into us about Midnight...you know something? I can't see anything right now, and about 4000 feet up." "But...Thats impossible...they said she was at the docks." Vulture yelled back. "....sorry sir, none of our units were deployed there..." "Damn't! What are you saying?!" "I'm saying we may have lost her..." "You idiots! I can't rely on any of you!" "But we've got reports saying most of the retreating vehicles have been destroyed."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 7, 2006 20:02:32 GMT -5
An officer stopped near the docks and reported. "Some other officers got her and shot her wheel. She managed to escape but they shot her twice and she fell into the freezing water....That's what the two told me. She's gone and her car's crashed..." The officer had heard from the two others. "The officers who got her didn't report...so I guess I would." The officer said.
Midnight opened her eyes and slowly got up. She held her stomach and she fell back down. "Easy." Her father said and she got up. Katrina got off of the table and walked to the entrance of the market. "I'm going..." She said slowly. "You'll kill yourself. Your in no condition to---" "Shut up old man! I'm not getting any orders from you!" She shouted. Her real name wasn't really Katrina DeCastro. It was Jessica Jaax. She was really a cop from california who promised to take down this group. They picked her to do this because she looked like the man's daughter who had mysteriously disappeared a year ago.
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Post by V on Apr 7, 2006 23:27:15 GMT -5
"Captain...this is Bull. I have no visual of the vehicle or the driver. I'll make another sweep just incase..." Umelay stated through the communication net. "Do so! Report back after immediatly. We need the Goblin again." Vulture replied. "The name Wesley Allen Webster will not be sullied. We'll scout out for the other racer." "Roger sir...hey...that black car just zoomed under me...permission to---" "YES DAMMIT! ENGAGE!" "Copy that..." The AH-64 made a 180' and throttled forward. ".....got lock..."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 7, 2006 23:32:53 GMT -5
Midnight took out her gun and pointed it at the man. "You damn bastard! Leave me alone!" She shouted and she moved toward a ladder. She climbed up and realized she had taken the wrong one. "No vehicle here." She said holding her stomach and walking around for a car. She stopped at a wall and leaned against it. The pain was unbearable but she continued on. "A motorcycle." She said looking into an alley. She got onto it and drove off. She needed them to find her. Midnight needed help and she knew that if the group found out who she really was then they would do things unimaginable to her. Her eyesight was starting to blur.
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Post by V on Apr 7, 2006 23:38:28 GMT -5
The chaingun flashed, while bullets were ejected at the black car. The car was being showered in sparks, until it finally exploded. The explosion illuminated the dark streets, and Bull was able to spot another motorcycle. "Captain! This is Umelay again! I motorcycle just whizzed passed me. It matches the types used by the terrorists." "Try to calm him down, but don't shoot until you're certain he's not going to stop." "Roger." The speakers were engaged, and Bull announced to Jessica below. "Attention! This is Seargent Alyosha Umelay! Pull over now. I'm willing to fire upon you if you fail to comply."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 7, 2006 23:43:53 GMT -5
Jessica stopped the motorcycle and she got off. She shook her head and looked up at the sky. Her head was hurting and everthing ache. She wanted to fall down to her knees. She got a hold of the bike to keep her from falling. "They found me...good." She said softly and slowly. She stared up and waited for something to happen. "Midnight is here." She said looking up and slowly inhaling and exhaling. Jessica placed her gun back into it's holster and placed her free hand in her pocket. She was looking for something.
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Post by V on Apr 7, 2006 23:49:12 GMT -5
Three Corvettes and a Durango pulled up infront of the motorcycle. In the Durango, out came the Mirage. "Heehee..well, fancy meeting you here." She chuckled. (wb)
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