The Fallen part 9: I win

I'm screwed. I'm screwed. I'm screwed. I'm screwed. I'm screwed.
How can I beat someone who is covered in spikes and can throw them with amazing aim? I could wait until he runs out. But that would be a tad irresponsible on my part, and he can do a lot of damage with that number of spikes on his back.
Nicole and Mrs. Millers are hiding behind some stairs. I on the other hand am running around the store, dodging spikes. Throwing somethings in his crosshairs to hit instead of me. I got to the little cashier circle desk and dove into it. I need to catch my breath. I kept my head down, don't want to give an easy target. I looked around in the little stand for anything I could use. What I saw was way worse. It was a little girl, scared and shaking. She must've gotten separated or something. Holy Crap. I grabbed a white bag and motioned for the girl to keep quite. She nodded and I opened the bag and started waving it above my head. "Hey. Hey! Uh, Spike dude, uh, whatever your name is." "Its Spyker!" I looked up and he wasn't shooting any more. But he did have an angered face. "Can't you see that there are innocents here?" He started laughing. "Its too late for that. If there are people here, well, it sucks to be them doesn't it?" I couldn't believe this. I have an idea, but its risky. I ducked back down and picked up the three year old. I whispered, "Whatever you do, don't let go. OK?" I can feel her nod with tears in her eyes.
I bolted to the other side. Spyker started shooting again. I kept the baby on my right side, somewhat away from Spyker's aim as I ran up the escalator. I saw Nicole and her Mom at the assistance counter with a few other people. I ran to them. "Keep her safe." I said as I dropped the baby in Nicole's arms. I ran back to the escalator, as soon as Spyker got up to the second floor I jumped over him and bolted down to the first level. He was shooting upward as I jumped over. "Grrr. Get back here you spoiled little brat!"
Hmm. When he gets angry his spikes explode. I can use this. It's time to wrap this up. "Jeez dude. Have you EVER done this before? Is your aim always that bad, or are you just recovering from a hangover?" His face is just glowing red, perfect. I sprinted towards him. Dodging exploding spikes, he continued to shoot them when I jumped over him, just like I wanted. When I landed he said, "What was the point in that?" I smiled. "Look up." I said. He did, the roof over his head was about to collapse. I quickly ripped out one of the last remaining spikes on his back, and threw it into the roof and quickly rolled away. The roof caved in on him.
When the smoke cleared, he was passed out. We better get out of here, before he wakes up. I ran up stairs, out of breath. The people looked at me in horror. I said, "Its safe now. But you all need to get out of here." There were no questions asked. Nicole looked at me and gasped. "Gabe! Your arm!" I looked at it, it wasn't the arm that got hit it was the shoulder. It was a small spike about an inch long. It must have come from Spyker's finger tip. I had some cuts on my arms and legs, but it looks like Spyker got a direct hit. I touched it and sucked in air. That really hurt.
"Can't worry about it now. We need to get out of here before the police get here." Nicole says, "If we tell the police, we can arrest your dad." I shook my head, "That won't work, My dad has as many lawyers as a cop has donuts." She looked disappointed, despite my joke. Nicole's Mom slapped the money we owed on the counter and said, "C'mon guys, if you want to come along thats fine but, I'm outta here." We left through the fire exit in the back, got to the car and dove off.
I did this. They could've died because of me. I'll pack up my things and be on my way as soon as possible.

The Fallen part 8: Spyker

After trying on a few more sets of clothes, I was getting a bad vibe. I'm not sure where it came from. I looked around the store. No one was really here. Besides us there was a mother and her baby, a nice family of five (who I tried my best not to pay attention to), and a bored looking teen at the desk reading a magazine. And a dude in a trench coat that just walked into a store. Okay, I have nothing against Sherlock Holmes style trench coats; but the day has been fairly warm. There was another thing, the guy under it was scanning the store, as if looking for someone. My heart just thunked into my stomach. How, on this God forsaken Earth, was I found so quickly?

I wanted to dive somewhere and hide. But it was too late. We locked eyes. He smiled wickedly. I turned to Nicole, who was talking to her Mom about a funny shirt. "Nicky. Nick! We need to leave, now." She looked around and immediately spotted the Sherlock poser. He was walking toward us now. She looked at me. "You think we can take him?" As soon as she said it he ripped off his coat to reveal what he was hiding on his six foot two person. He had hi-tech looking, metal shin guards, shoulder pads that reach all around his chest, stomach and back, and finally gloves that reach to his elbow. But that wasn't the weird part, all the metal on his body was lined with spikes. Yes, spikes. His knuckles and fingers were tipped with them too. Everyone turned there heads to the dude. Even for a kid born with wings, this is not normal.

He started chuckling and said, "You must be Gabe. Your dear-old-dad sends his reguards." There was no bothering writing down what I was thinking, as far as I know, there was no way to censor it. "My dad huh?" I said trying not to show my rage, "Ya-Know, he's probably scamming you, ya know that, right?" He looked at me, and chuckled again. "Yeah, nice try kid. I wasn't born yesterday." I don't know what I was doing. I was racked with fear. But I heard myself say, "Speaking of being born. Where you born like that or did get yur spikes at a later date? Cause if ya were, I feel sorry for your mother on that day." He just stared at me blankly, as if to say 'did he just say that?'. I continued, the other people were making there way to the door as I spoke, "I mean seriously? Did she have a thing for little woodland creatures? Let me guess, after breaking up with the porcupine, she's currently dating Bambi now, right?" His face is going to explode, I know it! He bent his arm so that the elbow was facing me. One of the spikes grew until it was four feet long. He snapped it off and threw it behind him without looking. It hit the door and exploded. The good news, all the people made it out with hardly a sound; the bad news, I'm stuck in a building with a peeved off, cyborg-porcupine man. What's worse is that Nicole and her Mom are stuck in here with me. Somebody is going to die for this. That much is true.