Enrique-Haywood
Enrique let out coarse breaths and sat there, he looked over at Aoife screaming at him, he made out some of what she said. She screamed at him for following Thomas without question, Enrique grew frustrated. He couldn't handle all the opinions, all the possibilities, the chance that Thomas wasn't who he said he was infuriated him.
"I owe him my life," Enrique shouted, "He could have left me, I could have been a corpse."
He looked up into Amanda's eyes, trying to be reassuring. He knew why he followed Thomas, not only because of his debt but because Enrique was a soldier. Following was his one true talent, that and killing. He looked at Aoife then watched Sylar carefully, if his finger twitched Amanda was dead. Enrique watched carefully looking at anyone with a gun.
"Thomas just wants his daughter, he's entitled to look after his daughter." Enrique said breathing heavily, he wasn't sure what was going to happen to him but he didn't mind killing a few more people if it meant it would be over.
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Enrique-Haywood
Enrique was approaching Sylar then he saw the girl from the range, Amanda, Enrique gritted his teeth and resumed a slower approach. Then he felt a bullet strike his leg, he fell to a knee and steadied himself oath an axe, he looked down at his leg and saw a fairly sized bullet wound. It definitely hadn't gone through, he saw no exit wound on the other side, he looked up at Sylar with a blood fury in his eyes.
"Escuchen mama bicho," Enrique swore in Spanish, "Let her go or I'll have your fucking head in a bag."
Enrique was approaching Sylar then he saw the girl from the range, Amanda, Enrique gritted his teeth and resumed a slower approach. Then he felt a bullet strike his leg, he fell to a knee and steadied himself oath an axe, he looked down at his leg and saw a fairly sized bullet wound. It definitely hadn't gone through, he saw no exit wound on the other side, he looked up at Sylar with a blood fury in his eyes.
"Escuchen mama bicho," Enrique swore in Spanish, "Let her go or I'll have your fucking head in a bag."
Enrique-Haywood
Enrique watched as some of the scouts behind him raised their weapons aiming at Tyler and Bex, one was aimed at him but he wasn't paying attention. Enrique reached down and unfastened his axe from his belt, he slid his hand through the laniard and griped the bottom of the axe in his right hand, he switched his pistol to his left. When a shot rang out he sprang to action, he leaped over a car trunk and came up behind enemy lines, he spotted the boy he had trained on the rifle rang and raised his axe, the boy wasn't even holding his gun, it laid beside him on the ground. Enrique gave him a nod and rushed towards one of the scouts, the one who first spoke. He raised his pistol and shot him in the leg, he fell and Enrique buried his axe in his neck, he took a second swing and cut the mans head clean off. He rushed at another one and dropped him with a few shots to the chest, he let out a battle cry, he caught his glimpse in a mirror and noticed he was coated in blood, he looked towards Bex and Katie and saw them inside Haywood, it was better than being in the gunfire. He rushed forward and one of the scouts shot him in the shoulder, in the moment he wasn't deterred by it it only fueled him. He slammed the axels pommel down on the mans head feeling it go in a bit, then he brought the axe down directly into his skull.
"C'mon!" He shouted cutting down more scouts, "C'mon!"
Enrique watched as some of the scouts behind him raised their weapons aiming at Tyler and Bex, one was aimed at him but he wasn't paying attention. Enrique reached down and unfastened his axe from his belt, he slid his hand through the laniard and griped the bottom of the axe in his right hand, he switched his pistol to his left. When a shot rang out he sprang to action, he leaped over a car trunk and came up behind enemy lines, he spotted the boy he had trained on the rifle rang and raised his axe, the boy wasn't even holding his gun, it laid beside him on the ground. Enrique gave him a nod and rushed towards one of the scouts, the one who first spoke. He raised his pistol and shot him in the leg, he fell and Enrique buried his axe in his neck, he took a second swing and cut the mans head clean off. He rushed at another one and dropped him with a few shots to the chest, he let out a battle cry, he caught his glimpse in a mirror and noticed he was coated in blood, he looked towards Bex and Katie and saw them inside Haywood, it was better than being in the gunfire. He rushed forward and one of the scouts shot him in the shoulder, in the moment he wasn't deterred by it it only fueled him. He slammed the axels pommel down on the mans head feeling it go in a bit, then he brought the axe down directly into his skull.
"C'mon!" He shouted cutting down more scouts, "C'mon!"
Enrique-Haywood
Enrique began to draw his pistol but Rudy stopped him, he looked at Rudy in awe as he casually approached the woman whom Enrique recognized, only this time she wasn't in a mechanic shop, with a little boy, and a British woman, and another soldier. He rembered being kicked out of a truck, to find his way around, to die as much as they cared. He watched as Rudy hugged her, or Danny as she called him, he and she embraced, and then Thomas drew his gun. Enrique was confused, they called him Tyler, was he Thomas? Was Rudy even Danny? Was anyone ever honest in this world? He looked around and grabbed his pistol from his beltline, he didn't aim at either pair, he didn't want to shoot the woman, nor did he want to aim at his friend Thomas, he simply let his arms hang at his sides.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?" Enrique shouted looking between the two, "WHO THE HELL IS WHO AND WHY CANT WE JUST LEAVE WITH THE GIRL!?"
Enrique began to draw his pistol but Rudy stopped him, he looked at Rudy in awe as he casually approached the woman whom Enrique recognized, only this time she wasn't in a mechanic shop, with a little boy, and a British woman, and another soldier. He rembered being kicked out of a truck, to find his way around, to die as much as they cared. He watched as Rudy hugged her, or Danny as she called him, he and she embraced, and then Thomas drew his gun. Enrique was confused, they called him Tyler, was he Thomas? Was Rudy even Danny? Was anyone ever honest in this world? He looked around and grabbed his pistol from his beltline, he didn't aim at either pair, he didn't want to shoot the woman, nor did he want to aim at his friend Thomas, he simply let his arms hang at his sides.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?" Enrique shouted looking between the two, "WHO THE HELL IS WHO AND WHY CANT WE JUST LEAVE WITH THE GIRL!?"
Enrique-Haywood
Enrique watched as the one called Lauren walked out, Tyler had told him stories of her. The traitorous bitch, and he had also told Enrique stories of Katie, the brave little girl who now had a rifle aimed at her, by the very bitch who caused his friend so much grief and so much pain that she deserved death. Enrique heard Tyler's calls and looked at him, he looked him dead in the eyes and knew what he had to do, he gave Tyler a nod and a smile.
"For Katie," Enrique said pulling the slide on his pistol and stepping out from behind the truck, he aimed down the barrel holding it in both hands, he trained his sight on the woman's head and squeezed the trigger. His first shot fell to the right clipping her shoulder, the rifle was jarred from her hands by the impact. Enrique squeezed the trigger again and hit her in the stomach, again and in the face. She fell to the floor limp, and Enrique set his weapon in the belt line of his pants, he looked at the people in front of him. He vaguely recognized them, but he didn't care he had done what he needed to do, Katie would be safe and his debt would be paid. He stared them dead on and put his hands out to the sides.
"She threatened my friends daughter, I took her down." Enrique shouted, "Now let the girl go and I will surrender, you can do whatever you want to me and I will accept it, but you let her go right fucking now!"
Enrique stared forward at them, he looked at Katie and flashed a smile, he looked back at Bex and Tyler and gave them a reassuring nod.
Enrique watched as the one called Lauren walked out, Tyler had told him stories of her. The traitorous bitch, and he had also told Enrique stories of Katie, the brave little girl who now had a rifle aimed at her, by the very bitch who caused his friend so much grief and so much pain that she deserved death. Enrique heard Tyler's calls and looked at him, he looked him dead in the eyes and knew what he had to do, he gave Tyler a nod and a smile.
"For Katie," Enrique said pulling the slide on his pistol and stepping out from behind the truck, he aimed down the barrel holding it in both hands, he trained his sight on the woman's head and squeezed the trigger. His first shot fell to the right clipping her shoulder, the rifle was jarred from her hands by the impact. Enrique squeezed the trigger again and hit her in the stomach, again and in the face. She fell to the floor limp, and Enrique set his weapon in the belt line of his pants, he looked at the people in front of him. He vaguely recognized them, but he didn't care he had done what he needed to do, Katie would be safe and his debt would be paid. He stared them dead on and put his hands out to the sides.
"She threatened my friends daughter, I took her down." Enrique shouted, "Now let the girl go and I will surrender, you can do whatever you want to me and I will accept it, but you let her go right fucking now!"
Enrique stared forward at them, he looked at Katie and flashed a smile, he looked back at Bex and Tyler and gave them a reassuring nod.
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Enrique- Haywood
Enrique pushed behind the car, he pushed with allot of effort and continued forcing the truck forward. Enrique didn't think back that much, he tucked his shoulder and took deep steps. He enjoyed the manual labor, he enjoyed the combat, gunfire and blood were his comforts. He dug into the ground and pushed it forward.
"Thomas," Enrique said putting his back against the car, "I really wish... I really wish you'd have let me kill that fucking Reggie."
Enrique slammed his elbow into the back of the truck, "Lets end these fuckers, for those we loved and those we lost, and any we'll lose in the near future."
Enrique pushed behind the car, he pushed with allot of effort and continued forcing the truck forward. Enrique didn't think back that much, he tucked his shoulder and took deep steps. He enjoyed the manual labor, he enjoyed the combat, gunfire and blood were his comforts. He dug into the ground and pushed it forward.
"Thomas," Enrique said putting his back against the car, "I really wish... I really wish you'd have let me kill that fucking Reggie."
Enrique slammed his elbow into the back of the truck, "Lets end these fuckers, for those we loved and those we lost, and any we'll lose in the near future."
TheDoctor said
Preparation. If you can't come up with anything I'll be posting soon.
Yeah I got nothing, so I'll just wait. And likely I'll be at school tomorrow so I need to sleep tonight so I can't wait up all night.
Soooo what should I put in my next post?
My appologies for the lateness.
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