Chapitre 28: chapter 22 Julius weakness
"Julius I'm-"
"Nope. Shut up I got it! Stay here!" Julius cuts Rick off while picking himself up. "No one escapes." He mutters as he kicks the door of the bar open. With a quick glance around using his transparent world technique, he quickly counted how many targets there were. Just as a spray of bullets was about to light him up he vanishes from the spot.
"Hey where's he at?!" one guy shouts.
"I don't fucking know, you tell me." another responds.
"There's no fucking way the guy just disappeared into thin air! Find his ass! Frank, go with them!" Another gunner directs them. "Keep your eyes open! I ain't going for any of that Rambo shit," he says to a gunners on the rooftops. "Hurry it up! Let's meet the others and get out of here."
Another duo of gunmen lead a handful of people out of a nearby building all cuffed and gagged. A group of dirty, starving, and scared people of various ages were herded into a van. What bothered Julius more than what was obviously human trafficking was that he saw children among them his weakness the innocent. This time it was special it was two. A boy and a girl who looked close enough to be twins…like he and Mac. They couldn't have been more than three or four. As the last of them are loaded up the doors closed and locked before the gunners get into a car following behind.
Suddenly they hear one of the gunners on the rooftop scream and fire off a few shots, one of which hit his fellow sniper. Then crack! Julius breaks his neck, tossing him onto the road headfirst.
The leader makes eye contact with the glaring Julius and immediately know's he's dangerous. "Shit! Shit! Shit! Come on let's get the fuck out of here!" The leader rushes into the passenger seat. It only went a few feet before something hit the side of the van and the driver loses control, swerving into a pole. "The fuck are you doing!" The boss says punching the dashboard.
"It wasn't me Boss, look." On the driver side of the car both tires were blown out. It looked like heavy bullets passed through them, but there was no sound of gunfire. "I don't-" BOOM! His head is blown off, again no gunshot for something that packs that much firepower.
Diving out the door the leader avoids a shot that flew right by his head, it left a small crater in the concrete. "What the…" he looks down to see a quarter lodged in the ground. "A fucking quarter?!? HEY shitheads! He's on the-" FWOOM! Another coin flies by. "He's on the roof!" A spray of bullets coming from the ones the two in the previous car, provides him an opening to hide.
Vanishing again the gunners don't even get a chance to look around before Julius comes down on one of them, planting his sword in his chest. While he chokes on his own blood, his partner is split in half with one swift stroke. Bullets come from down the road as the three who went looking for him return to the commotion. He deflects them all with his sword, sending a few back to kill the three of them almost simultaneously.
One of the prisoners screaming for help cause Julius to turn his attention back to the van. "I can't believe fuckers like you really exist? The CRM can't pay me enough to deal with this shit." His entire team had been obliterated in the blink of an eye. He wasn't going to be able to outrun that monster, the best he could hope for was Julius caring what happened to the hostages. "Stay back if you don't want me to fill these people up with led." He says pointing a pistol at them. He has an assault rifle pointed at Julius.
Julius takes a slow and calm step forward. "Don't."
"Ah, ah, ah! Not one more step. Drop the sword, and walk backwards! Go on!" Doing as instructed Julius plants his sword in the ground and steps away with his hands up. Using that opening he walks to the second car with a hostage, not once breaking his aim. A gunshot that barely misses him, and he drops to the ground.
"Go Julius!" Rick yells providing a cover for Julius. The man knows that Julius has seized the opening to rush him so he does the only thing he can do. Open fire on the hostages. At least it won't be a total win for that freak.
"NO!" Julius says making it in time to separate the gunner's arms from his body, even with that the gun's sensitive trigger was still active for a few more shots. Breaking the rifle in pieces he goes to check on the prisoners. Most of them were dead, however the twins who were shielded by everyone else remained alive. Another man was still awake, having been missed for the most part save a shot to the leg. He rushes to help them snapping their bindings. "You guys alright?"
"Mhm,"
"Yes."
The twins answer softly.
"Yeah, I'll make it." The man answers. He is a slim adult African American man with a short beard. "Check their mother, I think she's still breathing."
Julius checks the bloody woman lying next to the kids, to find she is still alive gasping for air. "Ma'am you alive?! Hold on I'll get you out of here first!" He taps a few pressure points and her bleeding stops for the most part and she spits all the blood clogging her throat, another pressure point and she no longer felt any pain. Unfortunately, she had already lost a large amount of blood. Then he removes her bindings as well.
"Mommy!" The kids cry in unison rushing to her, but Julius holds them back.
"Give her some space kids, I'm going to get you out of here." He goes to pick her up when she stops him.
"I- I don't think I have much longer left… Don't… worry about me." She struggles to say.
"Nonsense, just hold on. One of the best doctors in the world is just a few miles away. Just save your strength." He says knowing Mac could save her but in all honesty a few miles is too far for her to travel.
"Please… I have something to ask you."
"Julius is everything ok?" Rick rushes up to the van along with the others.
"Shut up, she's talking!" Julius holds a hand out to stop them. "What is it Ma'am?"
"Look after my children for me please?" She asks.
"Huh, wha- why me?" Julius was entirely taken aback by the question. Clem was one thing but bequeathing a couple of toddlers to him was way too much. "I am only seventeen, I am not qualified to be raising children! That guy is a cop with an eight year old son, and the old man has two grown daughters. Shouldn't one of them take your kids?"
She simply shook her head no. "They'll be safe with you…besides you're the only one who is sitting here crying for a stranger." She takes a heavy labored breath, before rubbing her children's heads.
"I-I'm crying?" Julius says wiping tears from his face. He takes a breath and regains his composure before speaking again. "Alright, you've got a good point they'll be safe with me. I'll fight tooth and nail to protect them like they were my own… I'll pretend I had kid's at like thirteen haha…"
Julius' dry joke gets a soft smile from the woman as she says "thank you." Her last words were a simple "I love you" to her children before she dies. Julius sits there for a moment trying not to let his emotions get the better of him. They didn't have to die… carries the crying kids out of the van before going back to put her and the others down for a second time. Then he helps the man out of the truck.
"What's your name ?" Julius asks handing him some gauze.
"I'm Lee, thanks young man." The African American replies.
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