The Sweet Escape (Mike)

"Just like their Bat Pal, they can't take a hint to just, bugger off"

With that, Savannah would glance around the front of the van, in order to find some kind of weapon, something to make them afraid to chase. The blaring of the sirens got louder and louder, as the squad cars were able to speed towards the van. Savannah was hoping to find something like... a submachine gun, an assault rifle; something wit a bit more power than the pistol. But alas, there seemed to be nothing; all there was, was the hand gun which had served them well so far.

"You really need bigger guns"

Savannah was never keen on Christmas. The only present she ever receives is the knowledge of knowing she has finished the year without getting shot, nifty. She found her way into the back, where a rather large wooden box was placed, though it seemed more like a crate. She shuffled the lid off, and her eyes lit up; Christmas was here, and she once again felt like a little kid with new toys. New toys in the form of an RPG launcher, a sniper rifle and two magnum pistols. Plenty of choice, and whilst the RPG launcher and the sniper rifle were tempting, she opted for the two magnum pistols.

"Got a preference?"

She called out to Mike. Surely he knew what was there, her guess was the RPG launcher. He's shown a liking to them thus far.

Savannah sat back and watched at first as the thugs tried their darnedest to lend a hand. The one with a sniper rifle had knelt down, pressing his eye up to the scope of the rifle as he steadied his aim at one of the drivers. When he felt he had a shot, he took it, however.Rather than clip his target in the eye, the bullet instead shot off the one of the side mirrors. Infuriated, he tried for another shot and just... hit the other side view mirror. He got pushed aside now as Savannah had grown weary of this joke. Picking the sniper rifle up herself, she pointed it towards the cop car, and without looking down the scope she pressed the trigger three times in rapid succession. The first two bullets pierced the front tires, the third would clip the driver in the hand. As a result he had to let go of the steering wheel as his car got out of control, spinning off the bridge and down to the murky depths of the river below. However! There were still two more to deal with. Savannah threw down the sniper rifle and picked up the RPG launcher, handing it to that thug before. She had a glint of disdain i her eyes and she handed it to him with some force.

"Try not to miss"

He nodded rather frantically as he took hold of the RPG launcher properly. Turning to look out the window, he simply aimed forward at the car behind which was weaving from side to side. What's worse is, just before he was going to take the shot, he hesitated at the sound of a click. Behind him Savannah had pulled out one of the handguns, holding it just behind his head. Nervousness set in, he was frightened, all made worse when Savannah confirmed the situation.

"Miss, and you die"

Yes, he was certainly feeling uneasy. He closed his eyes, shaking as he got ready to fire. A few deep breaths, and he shot, eyes closed, hoping for the best. The RPG soared out of the ring, straight forward. The squad car weaving from right to left didn't get hit, the ground beside it did which as a result, ended up propelling the squad car over the side of the bridge, leaving just a hole where it was. A sigh of relief as he opened his eyes to realize, but another gun shot was heard and the thug fell to the ground, dead.

No! Not Larry! He had 3 days left til retirement! The last squad car was visible now, having moved around that second hole in the road to be driving just behind the van. The cop in the passenger seat leaned out his window, firing his pistol at them. Nobody was wounded fortunately, as nobody noticed too much after the killing of Larry.

"Throw him out"

"What? Why?"

"Throw him out!"

"Why?"

"Do it, I've got plenty more ammo"

Two of the other thugs would pick up Larry and throw him out the back, in front of that third squad car. It brought the squad car to a screeching halt, only a few centimeters in front of Larry's carcass. RPG launcher in hand, Savannah fired another rocket which hit the cop car; sending Dead Larry, the two policemen and the car up in flames, perfect.

"Done"

Savannah would say as she called back to Mike, turning around. A smile spread across her face, all in all that was pretty good. Few improvements to be made, but that's the faults of the thugs, not her.

The back doors of the van would be slammed shut by one of the thugs as it continued along the journey set out to Steel City.

Fin.