Cyrus Noble Chapter 24

Shortly after I instructed Sara to call for help, the body guards ripped us from our chairs and started to shove us out of hallways. I guess that bounty hunter doesn't listen to voices in his head after all. I flinched slightly when I heard Sara's voice in my head. Cyrus. Jazz needs a distraction. I grinned. One distraction, coming up. I saw a set of knights coming up, and we are about to pass a secondary hallway. I was in front of the small marching line. I darted down the secondary hallway. The guards called out after me. I stopped and turned around just in time to see Jazz's smoke pellets go into effect. The guards started coughing. I dove into the smoke, again, using senses other than my eyes. Judging by the gruff coughing, I placed punches here and there to take out the body-guards. The smoke was clearing, and I could see my guys standing over a downed man of one kind or another. Even Sara. It was pretty funny. I turned to the other end of the hallway and, to my horror, I saw the knights with shields and swords drawn out. They had stayed there until the smoke had cleared. I barely heard Magnet yell, "Duck!" when I hit the floor in front of me. The air heated above me, and I almost went blind as I saw the beam take out the Kights in front of us. Viktor put his head band back on and we all stood up. I said, "Now that we have that taken care of, how about a well deserved McDonald's snack? I'm buying." Magnet raised his hand. "Oh! Oh! Me please!" Sara followed up. "Me too! Me too!" I turned on my heel and headed out, with my family right behind me. .................. "They. WHAT?!?!" "I'm sorry sir. The guards found it necessary to leave them as they were for the meeting with the bounty hunter. We had no idea that the girl could even construct-" Dr. Ching interrupted. "Enough!" He paced from behind his desk. Master Bishop was going to give him hell over this. Bishop was not the "second chance" kind of leader. The Doctor forced his voice to be calm, not gentle but, calm. "Could you make sure that you are compitent enough to come back here with the other body guards that were on duty at the time? All of you are about to be reassigned." Without another word the soldier got up from his kneeling position and left to fetch the other "body guards". Dr. Ching was now alone. He went to his desk drawer and pulled out his fully automatic pistol. He loaded it, cocked it, and hid it under his lab coat. He then sat at his desk and waited for the guards to come back, the guards who would have no idea with what was to come.