07-28-2016, 04:55 PM
"Alarms? Alarms aren't good. Why are there alarms?" Mick asks. He then pokes his head through the door back into the hallway. He sees the mercenary just as he's running full throttle through the door, and nothing much else. He then notices something on the wall...A lever. With an "ALARM" sign next to it.
"There was an alarm switch?" he asks. Then, a gunshot is heard. Making a full 180, Mick sees another mook, once again carrying a sawed off shotgun. He has a robotic hand, but apart from that looks normal. He's wearing a black overcoat and a bowler hat.
"I found the intruder! MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" he shouts. Four other mercenaries run in as well.
"You guys were guarding the power room, weren't you?" Mick asks.
"Yes, yes we were. Now, WHY ARE YOU HERE?" the cybernetic mercenary asks.
"That's for me to know, and you to be dead because of." Rory says. He then raises the Heat Gun, and opens fire, the seeming head mercenary sidestepping the attack. Mick then goes for a charge, but meets a robotic hand to the gut, barreling down with a grunt. The shotgun barrel touches is head.
"Are you gonna do this the easy way, or the hard way?" he asks.
"The easy way." Mick says. "Easy way to burn you, anyway." He then points the Heat Gun at the mercenary's leg, and opens fire. The mercenary attempts to sidestep, but his ankle does get lightly burnt, sending him face-down to the floor. The arsonist scrambles back up with all the grace of a bloodhound, and aims the handheld flamethrower for the merc's head, before getting a kick to the side from another hired goon.
"Alright, everyone, shoot him!" the attacker says, drawing his handgun. The other four mercs aim as well.
"I'm guessing the news hasn't spread quite yet?" the Rogue asks. "I don't know if you realize this, but I wiped out nearly the entire Black Hat Gang from Tier 6. Monelli wasn't there at the time, he's all that remains. And I'm 90 percent certain I just did it to the Mattit gang, too."
"Two of them are guarding a warehouse." the head merc responds.
"They're in for a rude awakening; Snart's headed that way." Rory responds with a smile.
"That betraying little...He did a job for Mattit just last week!" the hired killer complains.
"He's with me. I've heard he's done a few jobs before around the city. And if you don't want him and I both to go after you? You'll run. As fast as your legs can carry you." Mick says. "I'm a Prime, too, so if you kill me? I'll be back. I'll ALWAYS be back. Unlike you."
A few nervous glances are exchanged, some from the mercenaries, others from Mick himself. A single gulp comes from one of the mercenaries.
"Well..." the mercenary states, apparently being the one that kicked Mick in his side. "I think I'll take you up on that 'running' offer. Peace."
The mercenary then runs like heck.
"Your friend there is smart." Mick says.
"Unlike you." the bowler-wearing criminal responds. Mick heads back up to a standing position, having been on his hands and knees since his attack at the hands of the cyborg.
"I'll give you one last chance to turn around." Mick says, pulling his goggles down onto his face with one hand. "High-tail it out of here, or you'll all BURN, just like the Black Hats did."
More nervous glances are exchanged, the mercenaries amongst the crowd being unsure what to respond with. Another one silently steps away from the fight without a word.
"...I guess that's it then." Mick says. "Sometimes I wonder why you people even try." He then smiles, charging at the head mercenary and elbowing him in the gut. This is then followed up by a roundhouse kick to the jaw. Another elbow attempts to meet the shotgun-carrying mercenary's face, but is met with a parry. The guard responds by touching the barrel on Mick's head.
"Move again and I will kill you." the cyborg says.
"Doesn't matter if you kill me...Right here, right now..." the arsonist responds, a look of pure anger in his eyes behind his goggles. "I'll be back, and I will kill you."
"Really cocky there, aren't ya?" the mercenary asks. "I guess I'll fix that."
He then pulls the trigger...
And nothing comes out.
"...Well, aren't you gonna fix that?" Mick asks with a smirk.
"Give me a minute, I forgot to reload after the last guy who got in here."
The two begin to reload nearly at the exact same time, Mick finishing first by a single second.
"You don't know who I am, do you?" Heat Wave asks.
"I don't really care." the mercenary states.
"I'M THE HEAT!" Mick shouts, blasting the mercenary with the beam of flame. He keeps it focused on him, keeping the blast lethal.
"...And if anyone else wants to try the same thing, I'd be MORE than glad to burn you too!" Mick bellows. The remaining mercenaries scatter, dropping their handguns along the way. Mick approaches the guns, and kneels down, examining them. They appear to both be Glock 17's. Not the most spectacular gun, but they could be useful.
"Might as well not let these go to waste..." Mick says, swiping the two guns. He then turns towards the door that leads closer to the power source. "When I step through that door, I'll have a lot of eyes and a lot of guns in my direction..." Mick says. "But, I'm not gonna get this done with any other way, so WHY NOT?"
Approaching the door, he prepares to meet the remaining mercenaries that lie ahead...
"There was an alarm switch?" he asks. Then, a gunshot is heard. Making a full 180, Mick sees another mook, once again carrying a sawed off shotgun. He has a robotic hand, but apart from that looks normal. He's wearing a black overcoat and a bowler hat.
"I found the intruder! MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" he shouts. Four other mercenaries run in as well.
"You guys were guarding the power room, weren't you?" Mick asks.
"Yes, yes we were. Now, WHY ARE YOU HERE?" the cybernetic mercenary asks.
"That's for me to know, and you to be dead because of." Rory says. He then raises the Heat Gun, and opens fire, the seeming head mercenary sidestepping the attack. Mick then goes for a charge, but meets a robotic hand to the gut, barreling down with a grunt. The shotgun barrel touches is head.
"Are you gonna do this the easy way, or the hard way?" he asks.
"The easy way." Mick says. "Easy way to burn you, anyway." He then points the Heat Gun at the mercenary's leg, and opens fire. The mercenary attempts to sidestep, but his ankle does get lightly burnt, sending him face-down to the floor. The arsonist scrambles back up with all the grace of a bloodhound, and aims the handheld flamethrower for the merc's head, before getting a kick to the side from another hired goon.
"Alright, everyone, shoot him!" the attacker says, drawing his handgun. The other four mercs aim as well.
"I'm guessing the news hasn't spread quite yet?" the Rogue asks. "I don't know if you realize this, but I wiped out nearly the entire Black Hat Gang from Tier 6. Monelli wasn't there at the time, he's all that remains. And I'm 90 percent certain I just did it to the Mattit gang, too."
"Two of them are guarding a warehouse." the head merc responds.
"They're in for a rude awakening; Snart's headed that way." Rory responds with a smile.
"That betraying little...He did a job for Mattit just last week!" the hired killer complains.
"He's with me. I've heard he's done a few jobs before around the city. And if you don't want him and I both to go after you? You'll run. As fast as your legs can carry you." Mick says. "I'm a Prime, too, so if you kill me? I'll be back. I'll ALWAYS be back. Unlike you."
A few nervous glances are exchanged, some from the mercenaries, others from Mick himself. A single gulp comes from one of the mercenaries.
"Well..." the mercenary states, apparently being the one that kicked Mick in his side. "I think I'll take you up on that 'running' offer. Peace."
The mercenary then runs like heck.
"Your friend there is smart." Mick says.
"Unlike you." the bowler-wearing criminal responds. Mick heads back up to a standing position, having been on his hands and knees since his attack at the hands of the cyborg.
"I'll give you one last chance to turn around." Mick says, pulling his goggles down onto his face with one hand. "High-tail it out of here, or you'll all BURN, just like the Black Hats did."
More nervous glances are exchanged, the mercenaries amongst the crowd being unsure what to respond with. Another one silently steps away from the fight without a word.
"...I guess that's it then." Mick says. "Sometimes I wonder why you people even try." He then smiles, charging at the head mercenary and elbowing him in the gut. This is then followed up by a roundhouse kick to the jaw. Another elbow attempts to meet the shotgun-carrying mercenary's face, but is met with a parry. The guard responds by touching the barrel on Mick's head.
"Move again and I will kill you." the cyborg says.
"Doesn't matter if you kill me...Right here, right now..." the arsonist responds, a look of pure anger in his eyes behind his goggles. "I'll be back, and I will kill you."
"Really cocky there, aren't ya?" the mercenary asks. "I guess I'll fix that."
He then pulls the trigger...
And nothing comes out.
"...Well, aren't you gonna fix that?" Mick asks with a smirk.
"Give me a minute, I forgot to reload after the last guy who got in here."
The two begin to reload nearly at the exact same time, Mick finishing first by a single second.
"You don't know who I am, do you?" Heat Wave asks.
"I don't really care." the mercenary states.
"I'M THE HEAT!" Mick shouts, blasting the mercenary with the beam of flame. He keeps it focused on him, keeping the blast lethal.
"...And if anyone else wants to try the same thing, I'd be MORE than glad to burn you too!" Mick bellows. The remaining mercenaries scatter, dropping their handguns along the way. Mick approaches the guns, and kneels down, examining them. They appear to both be Glock 17's. Not the most spectacular gun, but they could be useful.
"Might as well not let these go to waste..." Mick says, swiping the two guns. He then turns towards the door that leads closer to the power source. "When I step through that door, I'll have a lot of eyes and a lot of guns in my direction..." Mick says. "But, I'm not gonna get this done with any other way, so WHY NOT?"
Approaching the door, he prepares to meet the remaining mercenaries that lie ahead...