Prologue: Broken Glass and Bullets

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I screamed as glass broke around me.
I went through a window.
A FREAKING window.
I rolled as I hit the ground, landing on my back.
Breathing heavily, I looked up at the window.
It was dark outside, the only sound was the alarm in the distance.
A smile slowly spread across my face.
Not to many scratches and I lost them.
Suddenly, I found myself on my stomach, covering my head with my hands as gun fire commenced.
Two guards jumped through the window, gun in hand.
I stumbled as I got up, running down the hall I found in front of me.
Jumping at the sound of each gun shot.
The bullets bounced off the walls around me.
A bullet lodged itself into the back of my left shoulder and into my right calf.
This was it.
I was about to die.
But hey...that was one of the most epic entrances in my life.
The window scene was pretty awesome.
My adrenaline was pumping. The pain wasn't even there.
Good way to die I guess.
I looked up.
Dead end.
I turned, finding myself cornered.
The two guards, more like super soldiers, stood in front of me. Their guns pointed at me, lights shinning in my face.
I slowly began to raise my hands and closed my eyes, falling to my knees.
That's when I heard two POP's crack through the air.

Nothing happened.

Was I dead?
I slowly opened one of my eyes to check the place out.
The two guards were lying on the ground.
Dead.
After blinking a few times I looked up to see her.
Her short, straight black hair made her look tough, even though her body seemed so frail and small.
Though short, she was rough.
She dropped her arms that both held pistols.
"This is the last time I save you." She sneered.
"Nice to see you too." I said warmly.
"Come on. We've got business to take care of." She slid a gun over to me.
I stopped it with my foot.
"With pleasure."

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