Dominant culprit

Their tank gets crushed by a moving truck, obviously planned as bullets keep flying it, “fuck” Claire cursed as the car tumbles, she was trying her best to secure her head, while strapped to the seat belt.

I can’t die here, she said to herself, as victor tried stabling the car, the impact was fast and hard, and with the looked of it, it had succeeded in compressing the car a little, ” we need to get out of here, the whole of epifanios army is way too much for a truck to handle” he says twirling the wheel swiftly as the tires touched the floor.

Claire had sustained some bruises, due to the impact of the collision, but she still had her gun in her arms, and bullets around her neck, ” make a way while I buy us some time” she said cracking her magazine against.

” fuck” he hissed, he couldn’t handle them all alone, even if he wanted to, ” fine stay alive” he said, for the first time in a long time he actually meant it, Claire looked at him for a moment, the scene outside was way too intense, ” don’t hit the break no matter what” she said.

Victor nods, ” fine” he kicked the accelerator and in seconds ther were back to driving in a deadly speed, with Claire outside the window, taking down tires, drivers and supporters, she was trained to do that, they were the main culprits in a shoot stampede.

” yo 50, get the copers ready”

” yo, get inside, about to turn” he said, Claire comes back in reloading, her rifle, ” we are living by the helicopter, so keep them distracted enough till he arrives” he said, driving towards an opposite direction,

” fuck” a stray bullets come, passing through the window, then hitting the rear view mirror it shatters as shades of glass fly in every direction.

” damn kill him already”

” it’s not easy!” She cursed going through the open window again, shooting like her life depends on it, ” there’s a myriad of them out there!” She screams at the top of her voice” as more biker drive towards them, each one of them holding more guns than they should, a bullet comes flying her way, she dodged it, then shoots the biker tiers.

” fuck!” She screams again, “I need a knife!” She screams, ” what for!”

” give me a god damn knife” she screams, he touches a car pocket and a sharp daggers comes in view, ” they are limited, use them well” he said, with pain lingering in his heart, they were his favorite pair, and this bitch had to use it, so he thought, but she was an important tool in this game he added,

” fuck give them to me, you wimp!” She takes them hurriedly, she hold a sharp end, they were just like the one she practices with back in HQ, she packs her hair up in a slit bun cutting her hair up in a chin length bob.

” what the fuck is that for?” Victor asked, he expected a different scinerio not a fucking make up time, ” damn she not seriously doing that now” he said, as he tried moving towards the crossed bridge were the helicopter was supposed to pick him up.

” shut the fuck up” she said tossing her hair outside the window, earlier they were more of a distraction to her, even in buns, she reload her rifle then leans out the window again shooting at her opponent.

” hang I’m there!” A stray bullet come hitting her shoulders, in a flash, ” damn…aaghl” she seats back in the car, her shoulder oozing with blood, ” I fuckin told you to be serious”

” well I was, you wimp, why don’t you come do the shooting!” She yelled as tears found its way out of her eyes, it went right through her, and she knew quite well that a bone had broken, it was a fuckin huge, she could see right through the hole.

” fuck, does it hurt!”

She shot deadly glare at him, he shouldn’t be asking such question at least not now, ” oh boy” another car comes crashing on them, sending them to crash land on the side, ” it’s hell mami!” He said, still kicking the accelerator, just to get back on his feet,

” one more hit, and we are out” he said, claire heart skips a beat, ” I can’t die here, you drive like a wimp, let me handle the wheel I can’t buy us time” she said, trying to regulate her breath.

” what the fuck, you are down, just go rest your ass at the back ” he said, totally exasperated, ” ahh you, if I die here, I will hunt you for the rest of your fuckin, wretched life” she yelled at him, with tears living her eyes again, they were hot and red now,

” don’t die” victor said, he found it so hard to say no, as all this was because of her, and she had successfully broken all the rules he had told her not to, now is not the time to scold little naughty kids, boy, give her the damn wheel.

He thought as he had a rethink, besides I could shoot better than she ever will, so he thought, ” just drive straight, I will direct you, no matter what you do, don’t leave the wheel or the accelerator ” he said, as he removed his seat belt, Claire did the same thing, her hands was arching badly and yet oozing with blood.

” hold on” she says just mid way the swish, ” fuck”! A bullet comes flying in again, ” damn don’t be a snail in a cheetahs race!” He said Claire pulled her wool singlet she had wore from the house, now all she had above her body was her bra which cupped her handful boobs.

” fuck” he hissed as he got a glimspe of her cleavages, Claire rolled her eyes in disgust, as she tied her sleeves on her broken arm

” you are such a joy killer” he said

” take your eyes off my boobs” she said tossing an empty bullet at him, Victor smile at her silly reaction, same with Claire who found the situation rather amusing

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