I left off chapter 2 with another cliffhanger. Lol I'm a troll. Anyways before I start rambling I'm going to give you chapter 3. Oh one more thing the chapter will be two parts the fight is the first part, then I'll conclude chapter 3 on another thread. Ok gonna self advertise real quick @TheRealSmg dis be IJAHAlert worthy. A scrub writer needs some support and suggestions. Chapter 3 (Part 1) The three boys stared at the guards coldly, and the guards shot the look back. The guards were dressed in thick black aluminum suits and they wore helmets covering their entire face made out of the same aluminum as their suits (bad description sorry). The guards made the first move as they slowly walked towards the three boys. Q quickly pulled out a diamond bladed butterfly knife. The middle guard fired his tazor sending out a fast moving bolt aimed at Q. He ducked it, got low, then swept the guard as he fell headfirst onto the marble floor. The right guard attempted to grab Q by the legs but he took his knife and shattered the wrist of the guard's armor with the blade. After the guard's armor shattered X sprung at the guard punching his helmet into oblivion. A turned to see the middle guard getting on his feet. He simply shot the guard with his laser pointer knocking him unconscious. X scissor kicked the right guard, then A hit the left guard in the center of his forehead, causing him to topple on onto the floor and crying in pain. The boys took a left from the guards and ran down a long hallway. X halted them as something caught his eye. He walked toward a glass case and looked at a black katana case embroidered in red lines. X elbowed the glass case and took the katana out of the case. He caught up with the other boys, and they ran down a right hallway. The boys came to what they thought was an exit. They looked at each other with a puzzled face. X held his katana at the ready and kicked opened the door, only to be greeted be broad daylight. The boys were seeing so many things they haven't seen in 3 years. Freeways, apartment buildings, restaurants, cars driving past. "Looks like we're home boys," said A, at that same second a single tear of happiness streaked down his face. To Be Continued. More irritating cliffhangers. But I'll try and type the rest of chapter 3 tomorrow.
