09-23-2015, 02:39 PM
They got the call. The warehouse looked nothing like Martin had expected. A fully functioning kitchen, rooms partitioned off and a fully functioning gym. There was a large space that Martin had no idea what it was used for but it looked similar to something you'd find for classes of some sort. What the hell type of place was this?
Martin came in the back door. He busted down the door he could have done it neatly but there was no point. But now he regretted it.
He rounded the corner calling clear and and found Cross standing over the god. She'd stabbed him. What the fuck! How the fuck where the cops going to explain that? Now the cops had to find this prick's murderer. Sure he had attacked cops, but now he was dead for no reason what so-ever with a nice stab wound in the back.
Seriously this woman needed to think about shit! She was too used to doing things her way. To used to just killing. They had sonic weapons, and weapons that could leave dead bodies without a trace and she stabs him.
Martin walked over to her and pointed his gun at the man lying on the ground. "And how would you explain this to the cops?"
Martin came in the back door. He busted down the door he could have done it neatly but there was no point. But now he regretted it.
He rounded the corner calling clear and and found Cross standing over the god. She'd stabbed him. What the fuck! How the fuck where the cops going to explain that? Now the cops had to find this prick's murderer. Sure he had attacked cops, but now he was dead for no reason what so-ever with a nice stab wound in the back.
Seriously this woman needed to think about shit! She was too used to doing things her way. To used to just killing. They had sonic weapons, and weapons that could leave dead bodies without a trace and she stabs him.
Martin walked over to her and pointed his gun at the man lying on the ground. "And how would you explain this to the cops?"