Post by titus on Mar 25, 2012 15:55:36 GMT -5
Echo’s of raging voiced surrounded me two or three people I couldn’t make out what they were saying, my vision was blurred by some kind of liquid I wiped over my eyes cautiously and opened them and saw four people three males one female. They were arguing about what I handed her if it was cash that she is holding out on them, the one male saw my eyes opened staring at them “Yo D you didn’t hit him hard enough”. I looked at my hands they were red by blood I started instinctively looking for the cause found it was a cut over my forehead.
I started looking around for my bag, “looking for this? What kind of guy approaches my cow and hands her cash and then walks away?” I started searching my pocket slowly to not give notice, as I reached in I touched something plastic it was cylinder shaped and had a thin layer of rubber around it. I slowly pulled it out looked down and saw it was pre set for 5 minutes, I started looking around while the males were yelling at me male number 3 looked at my hand “J you see that what does he have his hand” J leaned over to look at the object he didn’t relies this particular device was missing a pin.
I reached into my jacket to a hidden pocket and grabbed hold onto my Extendable, and started counting down I pressed auto dial with my other hand and waited the Grenade detonated in “J’s” hand. it started spitting out pellets in the confusion I stood up as quickly as possible and instinctively went after the closes person who was J the baton wasn’t extended, his head was down I ran right at him Kneed him in the forehead he went down D saw this act and reached for something in his pocket, he didn’t take it out I pointed my extendable at him and the movement made the baton Extend, it hit him in the left shoulder he reacted and without thinking ran at me I waited until he was close then used the butt end of my baton to the side of his knee he went down momentarily but that’s all I needed. The third guy yelled Yo, this got my attention.
He was holding a gun I looked above him and saw the street names “Really you are going to shoot me at Dundas and Finch? For what gain to say you shot a kid because he handed a prostitute a paper in an ally way?” he smiled “no man because a blacked jacket kid wanted to play a hero and nearly done it, Now drop your gumdrop” I dropped my baton and then I held out the other hand which held my phone. Syrians were starting to get louder to their destination. The male pointed the gun at my chest and fired my feet left the ground and that pain that I had in my head started to seem like nothing compared to the shot in the chest. The shooter ran to D and tried getting him on his feet but his knee was still injured D and the shooter were slowly heading out of the ally way but stopped and raised their hands D raised his hands and fell to the ground. I was still lying on my back looking at the sky, and then I heard the voices getting louder. “hey buddy you ok? ” then he looked down at my chest and his eyes widened and he quickly knelt down
I started looking around for my bag, “looking for this? What kind of guy approaches my cow and hands her cash and then walks away?” I started searching my pocket slowly to not give notice, as I reached in I touched something plastic it was cylinder shaped and had a thin layer of rubber around it. I slowly pulled it out looked down and saw it was pre set for 5 minutes, I started looking around while the males were yelling at me male number 3 looked at my hand “J you see that what does he have his hand” J leaned over to look at the object he didn’t relies this particular device was missing a pin.
I reached into my jacket to a hidden pocket and grabbed hold onto my Extendable, and started counting down I pressed auto dial with my other hand and waited the Grenade detonated in “J’s” hand. it started spitting out pellets in the confusion I stood up as quickly as possible and instinctively went after the closes person who was J the baton wasn’t extended, his head was down I ran right at him Kneed him in the forehead he went down D saw this act and reached for something in his pocket, he didn’t take it out I pointed my extendable at him and the movement made the baton Extend, it hit him in the left shoulder he reacted and without thinking ran at me I waited until he was close then used the butt end of my baton to the side of his knee he went down momentarily but that’s all I needed. The third guy yelled Yo, this got my attention.
He was holding a gun I looked above him and saw the street names “Really you are going to shoot me at Dundas and Finch? For what gain to say you shot a kid because he handed a prostitute a paper in an ally way?” he smiled “no man because a blacked jacket kid wanted to play a hero and nearly done it, Now drop your gumdrop” I dropped my baton and then I held out the other hand which held my phone. Syrians were starting to get louder to their destination. The male pointed the gun at my chest and fired my feet left the ground and that pain that I had in my head started to seem like nothing compared to the shot in the chest. The shooter ran to D and tried getting him on his feet but his knee was still injured D and the shooter were slowly heading out of the ally way but stopped and raised their hands D raised his hands and fell to the ground. I was still lying on my back looking at the sky, and then I heard the voices getting louder. “hey buddy you ok? ” then he looked down at my chest and his eyes widened and he quickly knelt down
