It Started In A Barn

Chapter 44

3rd Person P.O.V

All of them had then gathered their things before heading back and getting everyone else.

Several minutes later, each of them were packed and loaded up before driving off, following Bolt, who followed Blaze’s signal.

Out of everyone who was pissed off and irritated about the whole situation, Gadget, Bolt and Bumblebee were the maddest about it.

Bumblebee and Gadget, because they were the closest to her. Though nobody knew fully for Bolt, as nobody dared to ask the cowboy, including Ratchet.

But everybody just knew he was downright mad, his driving clearly showed that.

Cade had been tempted to ask him, but Ace, who he was riding with, advised him it was best not to, which he obliged.

“Don't worry Zoe. Your real family is coming to get ya.” Bee said quietly to himself as he sped around several other cars

“All of them have asked for a death wish.” Sunstreaker stated over the comm link

To which everyone agreed

**

Bumblebee’s P.O.V

A few hours of driving later, we were in Atlanta, Georgia.

With that said it was about 2 or 3 in the morning.

Any other time I'd be exhausted by now. Though currently I'm to irritated and pissed off to sleep.

The bastard came and took Zoey.

Now he's going to fucking pay.

With.

His.

Life.

Just fucking irritating.

And Zoe’s probably fearful out of her mind.

Argh

One of us is killing him personally. Either Gadget or myself.

He's going to die for hurting our kid.

A painful death he will have.

I sighed heavily to myself as I pulled to the side with everyone else, a tall club like office building in our sightline.

“‘ats our target.” Bolt said as he pointed at it

Ace got out of his alt took, with a tablet in his hands as he typed quickly

“Multiple armed guards on the outside, working on hacking into the inside.” Ace said lightly

“How do you guys plan to get it?” Cade asked

“I might have an idea.” Gadget said as he looked at Crosshairs

“I'm mildly listenin’.”

***

3rd Person P.O.V

A couple guards examined their weapons as they patrolled the outside of the building.

Seeing that they had the orders that nobody gets in.

There was a sudden rattling noise of the side of the fence.

“You hear that?” One asked another which they nodded

All of them then clicked their weapons into loaded as they searched around

“G’day mates!” as voice called

They quickly turned to see a guy with green and black hair sitting casually on top of one of the blacked out get away cars.

All them then shot at the guy, who instantly ducked down onto his stomach. One then gave the signal to cease fire, in which they did just as the guy pulled out a couple pistols.

“Aw damnit, wrong clips. Ah well.” the green headed guy said as he looked at the two pistols he was holding

Everyone then got ready again as he looked at them, his eyes hidden behind a pair of shades as he grinned slightly. All of them then shot again, to which he ducked again

“Wait! Wait!” he called suddenly, making everyone stop

“I only have 12 bullets so y'all are gonna have ta share.” He said wildly, “ Let's count them off.”

A split second later he did a flip off the car, shooting a bullet from each pistol, doing two headshots.

“12...11..” He called as he was on the other side of it, the car being the barricade between him and them.

Then one of the extra guards cam on a motorcycle and sped around with an assault rifle

“Ah ya motherfucker!” came the annoyed shout as he motorcyclist sped around, managing to shoot the green one in the forearm.

He did a U turn as he came back for a second round.

Crosshairs growled annoyed as he took aim

“10..” He called which he missed, “Fuck!"

“9….Shit!”

“8….Fuckshit!”

He growled in frustration as the biker sped off again as he got up. Walking around the car he saw another guards tried to creep on the other side and get him

“7.” He called as he did a headshot with him

He yelled in surprise as he quickly ducked, avoiding gunfire, and slid under another car. He stayed on the other side of it as he heard the guard hop on the hood and get to him. The guard pulled the trigger, though nothing happened

“Tsk Tsk, somebody hasn't been countin’. 6.” Crosshairs called as he headshotted him

He turned around as he saw two other guards running at him. He watched amused as one pulled out an explosives pin as he ran at him.

He didn't even look as he shot at them, the bullet making contact with the explosive, blowing the two up.

“5.”

Crosshairs yelped suddenly as he was pulled by the ankle and thrown chest first, into one of the other cars, leaving a rather large dent in it.

“‘Hat's gonna hurt ‘nd leave a bruise.” He groaned as he pulled himself back up

“4.” He said as he staggered up and shot the one who threw him, in the head

Before he looked at his chest, seeing the lenses of his goggles, both cracked.

“Oh ya fucking bastard!” He shouted as he stormed over to the guy, pistol aimed at his chest

“3...2...Damnit! Worth it.”

Out the corner of his eye he saw the final three trying to sneak up on him. Crosshairs smirked to himself as he wait, pretending not to notice.

Just as one raised his gun, Crosshairs spun around and shot at them.

“1.” He smirked as he final one did a triple headshot since all three of them were lined up

He then swore loudly as he was sent backwards into the car against, this time on his back, thanks to the damn motorcyclist.

There was a metal slicing sound found by a shriek.

Crosshairs as he opened his eyes, a bit dazed, seeing Drift looking down at him

“You seemed to have had fun.” He mused as he slid his sword away and pulled him to his feet

“Minus gettin’ thrown into a fucking car twice.” Crosshairs replied as he slid his two pistols back in his jacket

“That's typical for you.”

“Shaddup.”

“Merely saying.”

Howdy! First off, huzzah double update! Chapter 43 seemed a little short so I went ahead and did 44 too, and also cause it was already planned in my head. I think that's about it.

Peace out!