The constant and soft beeping of the machine roused Alarick from his deep slumber. The strong smell of chlorine from the cleaning agents that had been used to sterilise the room filled his nostrils and he gagged. For some reason, his sense of smell was stronger than usual. He tried to sit up and groaned as a sharp pain mostly from his torso, reverberated through his whole body and disoriented him. He was having a pounding headache so Alarick raised his hands to touch his head to try and reduce the pain by massaging his forehead but something pulled his hand back. The bright light blurred his vision as he opened his eyes to see what was holding him back so he blinked and squinted to allow his vision to adjust.A moment after his sight had adjusted to the brightness, he could see what held him back. Tubes ran down his hands and fed into the beeping and blinking machine beside him. His body, naked under the blue light material of the hospital gown he had on. Alarick put his hand on his
Alarick told Maurice and Allison all that had happened when he was attacked in the middle of the street when he regained his sense of calm after the call from Dylan. The two officers, after taking notes and recordings, left, promising to get a strong lead that could help find Dylan and Charlotte before the three day deadline. Alarick was left alone with only the beeping machine to keep him company. Now that he was alone, Alarick ran multiple scenarios of how the meeting between him and Dylan would go. How he would kill Dylan to avenge Grace or put the man behind bars after all this was done if they were able to get the man alive. He still wasn’t sure about Charlotte, Dylan said Charlotte had been framed for her father’s murder all this time, but it could just be another trick. If it wasn’t a trick then it meant that he had treated Charlotte unjustly all this time. "Alarick."Alarick snapped out of the trance he was in. He was so engrossed with the thought of Dylan's head on a platte
Just like he wanted, Alarick was released from the hospital the next day. He flexed his arm a little as he came out of the hospital building feeling ready to tackle the day ahead of him. He breathed in as the wind blew his hair away from his face making him feel more free than he did a day ago. He really hated hospitals, it was better to recuperate in his own house. Two cars pulled up in front of Alarick and he got into one. One, his own car and the other a police car, both to take him to any destination he wanted. He had called his driver to come pick him up earlier and the extra police car was from Maurice for added protection just in case Dylan decided to move up his attack."Where to sir?" The driver asked."The station. Step on it."Alarick sat in silence clearing his mind as the cars took him from the hospital straight to the police station like he requested. Soon enough they arrived at the station without a hitch. Alarick got down from the car as it came to a stop and went into
"Is everyone ready? Everything set up?"There was a resounding answer from the officers that filled the police station. Both officers and hired men were in attendance."Yes sir!"Most of them wore casual clothes compared to the handful that still had their uniforms on. It looked like a party was about to ensue in a station but they were there for other reasons. That was because everyone in the building apart from those still dressed in their uniforms like the new recruits and clerical staff, were leaving the building and going out to help Alarick. It was the day that Dylan had told him to come to the plaza. The day Alarick and the officers planned to finally arrest the maniac and his cohorts. The day they would triumph over evil.Alarick stood beside Maurice while the officer spoke. He was already carrying a gun, a dagger and wearing a kevlar vest for extra protection that he had hidden under his dress shirt. This time it would not be rubber bullets that would hit him. They would be r
But the man got lost in the crowd. There were more people here than Alarick had expected but there was nothing he or his men could do but to wait and try and protect them if anything went wrong. They couldn’t chase them away and if they began evacuating, Dylan would be alerted that there were officers in the building disguised as civilians.Just as Alarick had given up on finding the man, there was an announcement over the public address system. Everyone, including Alarick, looked towards a small podium that had been erected in the middle of the complex where the voice was coming from. It was Dylan. He stood on top the podium and grinned at the crowd, his mask partially covering his eyes that held malice. A red velvet curtain obscuring the rest of the stage behind him.“I hope you are all enjoying looking around the stores, and the other attractions like games that we prepared specially for this reopening.”Thunderous positive shouts filled the room simultaneously as people clapped t
As the doors closed shut, Dylan let out a loud laugh. He slapped his thigh as he looked at different people’s facial expressions. Some held fear, some had already come to the conclusion of accepting their imminent death, some anger and some trying to appear nonchalant through it all. Alarick was one of those who gave Dylan a stoic look when their eyes met, but compared to the others who only tried to fake bravery, Alarick was calm and level headed, ready to take on Dylan. The assigned men of the alpha team that were locked inside the building with Alarick and the others assembled and began to move towards Dylan with their weapons drawn but hidden as Alarick walked through the crowd and towards the stage. Dylan who was oblivious to their stealthy movement at first finally picked it up and raised his hands which contained a small remote. He shook his head. "Tsk, tsk. You brought a lot of men in here you sneaky bastard. I'll give you points for that but if any of your men take another
Dylan’s declaration was the last thing that everyone in the hall heard before several rounds of bullets were fired and gunshots filled their ears. Alarick ran for the pillar closest to him to avoid getting hit by the heavy amount of gunfire being aimed at him while Dylan went closer to the stage for more cover from his men. Although there were only three men at first including Dylan two more upon hearing the commotion came out from behind the stage to assist, covering Dylan from the front and making the bad guys a total of five men. Amidst the gunfire, Alarick shouted out.“Give it up Dylan. Even with your extra men, you’re still outnumbered. Surrender now and you won’t be killed.”Dylan cackled.“Not a chance, King. We both know that you’re the one who’s going to die here today.” Dylan said arrogantly.Alarick huffed at Dylan’s stance on the surrender and knew that the man wouldn’t budge. He turned around and shot at Dylan and his men continuously before he suddenly stopped, confuse
"Did you miss me?"Grace’s words stuck with Alarick as his feet stayed rooted to the ground. His face contorted in disbelief, stupefied at the fact that the person he once thought was dead, stood before him with an evil smirk on her face. The air was tense and everyone could feel it, especially Alarick.No. This was just a bad joke, a bad dream even. It couldn't be real. Alarick shook his head, willing the image of Grace holding a weapon to Charlotte's head to disappear but it didn't work as his negative thoughts were reinforced by Grace's voice once more."Come on Alarick. Not even a welcome home? I thought you missed me. I thought you would be glad to see me okay. Or was your concern for me and your grief all a lie?""Grace. How? How is this even possible? How are you here?" Alarick asked because that was all his brain was fixated on right now.Grace strengthened her stance and held on to Charlotte."It's called acting and turns out that I'm pretty good at it. I planned my death, Al