ep 12

"We're getting out of here." He said seriously looking at a little Romanoff and Yelena.

We quickly got into a car, my wife grabbed a suitcase with emergency supplies, we got into our truck and drove straight to the junkyard but there were policemen following us.

I braked suddenly and yelled to the girls, "get on the plane." I looked into Melina's eyes and let her know we made it.

"Hello Mr. Rowley." A boy with a sweatshirt said, he was hooded but I know who he was and I answered "Hello Marcus." It was something common, somehow the boy was at home a lot and almost always with my wife.

It was something natural to answer the boy and then I stopped but I heard the sirens

"Get out of here, go." I told the girls to hesitate when getting on the plane, luckily my wife is a trained woman and not…

"Go quickly!" I screamed because the idiot was just warming up the engines and my daughters seemed to be hesitating whether or not to get off the plane while the boy waves his hand to my girls.

"I see you are in a hurry sir." The boy says as he watches me lift a huge forklift and tip it over.

"Do you want help? Can I have your daughter?" The boy said, I couldn't pay attention to him and wanted to shoot but I don't kill children so I let him talk.

I ignore the boy and take out a rifle.

"Are you hunting deer? What are you doing in my secret hideout? Your wife made a Halloween costume for me, it's red, is that rifle real?" The boy asks but I ignore him, I just watch as he waves his hand to greet my daughters and my wife while I start shooting.

"Natt Yenyen where are you going?!" The boy shouts, I think he seems anxious, I can't tell him we will return and the girls know that even if they stay they will bring them problems.

BANG!

One bullet missed and I kept shooting, I couldn't be more grateful to that strange kid, I know that with a few more patrols shooting at the plane I might be dead by now.

The plane started to move and I got my rifle ready

BANG!

I fired and ran towards the plane to jump on one wing, I looked behind me only to see the kid looking with teary eyes before crouching down to the ground and pulling out two damn Thompson machine guns.

tatatatatata!

bang! bang!

I fired two more shots trying to kill the drivers but I didn't succeed, then the boy's bullets shot at the tires of my two pursuers.

I was shooting at all the tires of the police cars.

The rain of bullets continued in the distance and the boy was shooting non-stop, he changed two more magazines before they started shooting at him.

The plane took off and I could only see how the kid continued to shoot his weapons and when I couldn't see anymore.

BOOM!

A torrent of flames burned the whole place, a huge area, the flash of fire could be seen from the sky.

I was horrified to think that there was a giant damn gas container that I had no idea about.

"I'm okay!" I yelled to Melina but I don't think she heard me because I'm hanging from the wing of a plane thousands of feet up.

The plane has only two bullet holes, but I can't report the kid's identity in my report.

It's the least I can do, I don't know why he had two Thompson machine guns but I'm not a mole and the mission is accomplished, surely the boy had feelings for my oldest daughter, although they will surely find out that someone helped me escape.

I guess I'll tell them that those officers are lying.

(End of Alexei Shostakov's POV)

With a wave of flames setting the ground and the tires of the police trucks on fire I decided to escape as soon as someone shot where I was.

I only caused an explosion under my feet and I was propelled away from the bone cutter.

"What an idiot, I could have died, if those officers had given priority to shooting me instead of shooting at the plane I would have died without a doubt, there's no way I can play at being a hero if I can't stop or dodge bullets"

The night covered my silhouette, it was a good idea to always wear dark clothes while training at night.

I prepared them because if they discovered me I just had to escape and use the darkness as my camouflage.

I was very happy that it worked but also disappointed with what I discovered.

"I am vulnerable." I said seriously and stressed while holding my chest.

I thought it would be like in the movies, shooting like crazy but the explosions were very strong and then I saw how my bullets deformed the metal on the cars of the police officers who were not necessarily villains.

Honest people with children, luckily I shot at the tires but even so many bullets hit the ground, if there was more dense metal and the bullets bounced I could have killed someone.

But the most horrible thing was when the bullets hit something a few meters next to me.

Those same deformations of the metal happened when the bullets of the officers collided who luckily only shot randomly.

But if they had aimed I would be dead.

I set everything on fire out of fear and ran away, but I do not forget that if a single bullet hit my body I would have died.

After feeling disappointed I only used other small explosions to make big jumps and returned home to go to sleep.

And if I thought that wasn't the worst, well, the worst happened.

I didn't smell food, I strangely heard my mother crying in the driver's seat, plus there's the fact that my sister is standing on the couch where I sleep and looks like a zombie out the window.

The worst comes when she slowly turns her face towards me and I start to get scared.

'No one could see me, there are no security cameras anywhere, I checked carefully, plus I always had flames around me… no wait, I still had a hood.

"What the hell did you do Marcus?" My sister asked looking at my face just waking up so I don't know what's going on.

I get up from the couch and look out the window expecting the worst but I only see officers walking towards the trailer, our trailer.

"They didn't take out their weapons, it's okay." I said that and they didn't really look aggressive so I looked at mom who was still crying looking at a note.

'What the hell is going on?'