Agent for a Cause

Kevin was standing there crying and beating at himself, completely freaked out, by what was going on. If I made even an attempt to go get him I would be instantly shredded apart by bullets.

"Why aren't the bullets hitting him?" Anna screamed into my ear.

The dawning realization came to me then, "Because he's what they came for!" I answered feeling sick to my stomach.

Yet again I had failed to keep them safe. One of the helicopters swooped down low and I watched as a man poised in the open bay of the helicopter brought a bazooka like weapon up to his shoulder. He shot it off and a grappling net swallowed Kevin whole and ripped him up out of the house and into the air.

Anna screamed and moved forward as the chopper left the remaining group of six choppers, but I held her back. She turned and sobbed into my chest. Her fist hit my chest repeatedly, "Why?" She repeated over and over.

"Because there are evil men that will do anything if the price is right! Anna?"

She looked up at me, as I noticed several cuts on her face from flying glass shards.

"I'll get him back! I swear it on my life!"

She nodded and wiped the tears from off her face as I saw a new side of Anna emerge or perhaps it's the harder edge that every loving mother possesses when her child is threatened.

"I know you will and I'm going to help you do it!"

I didn't argue with her, it would have done no good. I would need help. More help than just she could provide though, because I knew who had kidnapped Kevin.

I reached a hand up and pulled a meat tenderizer mallet out of a drawer and proceeded to smash away at a kitchen floor tile. It shattered revealing a handle beneath it. I smashed the rest of the hidden door's outline out and I pulled the heavy steel door up which gave a creak of protest. The bullets had stopped.

"Down now!" I yelled as I grabbed Anna and dropped her down into the dark hole in the floor.

I jumped in after her pulling the heavy door closed as I went. Seconds later the dark space surrounding us punctured by our rapid breathing shuddered, as the house above us was hit by missiles, which ignited an inferno, of what little was left of what had once been my home.

I flicked a light on in the space, as the house above us burned and collapsed in on itself. There sat my bike as I'd left it. I'd never been a fan of the chrome and glitziness of something like a Harley. All I cared about was performance and speed. I picked a small five pound oxygen tank off the shelf and slung it around Anna shoulders. I grabbed a helmet and slid it onto her head and hooked the oxygen tube to it and turned the dial.