Re: Florida (All Parts)
The plan seemed to work partially. The round instantly dropped it's intended target, which meant four viable targets remained.
Three of the four immediately scattered, returning fire at Sarah, who of course was out of the line, so the bullets whizzed into the side of the house instead. The fourth however decided that he didn't like the situation, and while firing with a pistol from one hand, he tried to grab the woman and yank her away.
Out of the corner of her eye, Sarah watched as Chris placed his weapon down where she could get it, began a chopping motion and then instantly vanished in his familiar swirling red mist. A second later he appeared directly in between the man and the woman, no doubt surprising the hell out of both of them.
As the woman fell back in surprise, her would be attacker swung to attack Chris. A mistake he would not live to regret. Despite a quick muzzle flash that seemed to hit nothing, the Cabal soldier was nowhere near in the position to have a chance, and Chris got into a motion similar to a palm strike, slamming into the man's chest as he turned around. This in turn lifted him into the air and Sarah could only watch as the soldier literally was tossed a half dozen yards from the force of the blow, slamming into the side of a shed nearby with enough force that the sound of snapping bone could be heard. As the body crashed back to the ground after stopping, Sarah could tell that the man was already dead, his head had twisted at almost a fifty degree angle from the impact, snapping his neck and killing him instantly.
Chris swiftly moved to the woman, and before she could react, he teleported them to where Sarah was. As her eyes widened, Chris spoke quickly to her, and his words seemed to calm her down.
"It's alright, we're not with these jackasses. We're with the Sanctuary, Helen Magnus sent us."
This got a startled look from her, but she calmed down and nodded, biting her lip as the rest of the scene unfolded.
At this point, Sarah could see, as Chris took up position next to her again, a faint trickle of blood coming from his left side somewhere. It appeared that the soldier's bullet hadn't missed afterall, yet Chris showed no signs of the injury slowing him down whatsoever.
"Three left, all behind cover. We need to deal with them swiftly before they can call for backup. Any ideas you have, feel free to share."