Red didn't try to get up, he just sat up and crossed his legs. He was still laughing, like he remembered a joke someone told him once that he only just understood. Parker handed the cane over to Jonathan who broke the cane in half over his knee. "Who's laughing now?" John asked, cockiness laced in his words.

Red stopped laughing for a second. Red was a young kid. Maybe not even 20. He was childish but still completely crazy. He had a personality Parker liked, too bad he was leading the enemy. He clapped his feet together with a smile on his face. "Do you really think I need a dumb cane to control these two?" Red giggled.

He lifted his hand up and pulled his hand back. Parker's instincts kicked in and he grabbed John and jumped to the side as the sword-wielding duo tries to turn them into diced meat. Parker tried to land on his feet but the adrenaline keeping him going wore on off and his shoulder began to hurt like hell. It was deeper than he thought. Pain shot through him, causing him to land hard on his side.

"That was way too close." Parker said. He got up holding his shoulder. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. John's cut would open up more if he got up. Red laughed and clapped his hands together, celebrating his apparent victory.

"That was fun! Let's do it again soon!" Red stood barefoot and started walking away with his bodyguards. It was over. Parker looked in the theater. He couldn't imagine how many people got hurt. "Shit." He whispered

-

John and Parker were in the medical ward, getting patched up as their boss, Mr. Thompson, walked in.

"What the hell happened to you two? Where are the Cloaks?" He roared. Parker winced as the doctor stitched his shoulder up. "Gone. They got away." Parker responded. "How the hell did that happen?" The Chief asked "We're not sure." John said sitting up, causing him to wince in pain.

The Chief grunted and cracked his knuckles, a thing he did when he got nervous. "Well now they're gone. Scott free after killing and injuring at least 20 people." Parker sighed. "It happened too fast, it was my fault sir, I was in command during that mission" He said, ignoring John looking at him, trying to convince him not to take the blame. The Chief sighed, scratching his shaved his head, and walked out.

Red didn't try to get up, he just sat up and crossed his legs. He was still laughing, like he remembered a joke someone told him once that he only just understood. Parker handed the cane over to Jonathan who broke the cane in half over his knee. "Who's laughing now?" John asked, cockiness laced in his words.

Red stopped laughing for a second. Red was a young kid. Maybe not even 20. He was childish but still completely crazy. He had a personality Parker liked, too bad he was leading the enemy. He clapped his feet together with a smile on his face. "Do you really think I need a dumb cane to control these two?" Red giggled.

He lifted his hand up and pulled his hand back. Parker's instincts kicked in and he grabbed John and jumped to the side as the sword-wielding duo tries to turn them into diced meat. Parker tried to land on his feet but the adrenaline keeping him going wore on off and his shoulder began to hurt like hell. It was deeper than he thought. Pain shot through him, causing him to land hard on his side.

"That was way too close." Parker said. He got up holding his shoulder. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. John's cut would open up more if he got up. Red laughed and clapped his hands together, celebrating his apparent victory.

"That was fun! Let's do it again soon!" Red stood barefoot and started walking away with his bodyguards. It was over. Parker looked in the theater. He couldn't imagine how many people got hurt. "Shit." He whispered

-

John and Parker were in the medical ward, getting patched up as their boss, Mr. Thompson, walked in.

"What the hell happened to you two? Where are the Cloaks?" He roared. Parker winced as the doctor stitched his shoulder up. "Gone. They got away." Parker responded. "How the hell did that happen?" The Chief asked "We're not sure." John said sitting up, causing him to wince in pain.

The Chief grunted and cracked his knuckles, a thing he did when he got nervous. "Well now they're gone. Scott free after killing and injuring at least 20 people." Parker sighed. "It happened too fast, it was my fault sir, I was in command during that mission" He said, ignoring John looking at him, trying to convince him not to take the blame. The Chief sighed, scratching his shaved his head, and walked out.

Red didn't try to get up, he just sat up and crossed his legs. He was still laughing, like he remembered a joke someone told him once that he only just understood. Parker handed the cane over to Jonathan who broke the cane in half over his knee. "Who's laughing now?" John asked, cockiness laced in his words.

Red stopped laughing for a second. Red was a young kid. Maybe not even 20. He was childish but still completely crazy. He had a personality Parker liked, too bad he was leading the enemy. He clapped his feet together with a smile on his face. "Do you really think I need a dumb cane to control these two?" Red giggled.

He lifted his hand up and pulled his hand back. Parker's instincts kicked in and he grabbed John and jumped to the side as the sword-wielding duo tries to turn them into diced meat. Parker tried to land on his feet but the adrenaline keeping him going wore on off and his shoulder began to hurt like hell. It was deeper than he thought. Pain shot through him, causing him to land hard on his side.

"That was way too close." Parker said. He got up holding his shoulder. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. John's cut would open up more if he got up. Red laughed and clapped his hands together, celebrating his apparent victory.

"That was fun! Let's do it again soon!" Red stood barefoot and started walking away with his bodyguards. It was over. Parker looked in the theater. He couldn't imagine how many people got hurt. "Shit." He whispered

-

John and Parker were in the medical ward, getting patched up as their boss, Mr. Thompson, walked in.

"What the hell happened to you two? Where are the Cloaks?" He roared. Parker winced as the doctor stitched his shoulder up. "Gone. They got away." Parker responded. "How the hell did that happen?" The Chief asked "We're not sure." John said sitting up, causing him to wince in pain.

The Chief grunted and cracked his knuckles, a thing he did when he got nervous. "Well now they're gone. Scott free after killing and injuring at least 20 people." Parker sighed. "It happened too fast, it was my fault sir, I was in command during that mission" He said, ignoring John looking at him, trying to convince him not to take the blame. The Chief sighed, scratching his shaved his head, and walked out.