(I think I'll have the mission be botched at this point. Nobody gets killed, but a few gunshot wounds.)
As Jared spotted Rowan and Maxine, a few things happened at once. First, he signaled to Jack and stood up, aiming his shotgun at the closest gang member. Second, out of his view, a man silently approached Lisa holding a baseball bat. Third, three men walked up behind Rowan and Maxine and raised their guns. Fourth, Jared watched as a man swung a pipe downwards on Jack's head. And finally, Jared felt a horrible, burning pain in his left shoulder. He wheeled, screaming in rage. Pointing his weapon, Jared pulled the trigger and watched the man blast backwards. Another searing pain in the small of his back, and Jared gave in to the agony and fell into unconciousness.
Jack felt something hit his head, causing pain, but not knocking him out. Because of his helmet. He whirled around, preparing to aim and fire, but the attacker ripped the gun from his hands and hit him with it. Jack blazed with anger, punching the man hard in the face. He started to pull out his combat knife when he felt a... Unique pain in his lower back. He choked a little, and fell to his knees, feeling the hot burn of a bullet in his back. And then the man in front hit him in the face, throwing him backward and knocking Jack unconscious.
Rowan turned around in time to take the butt of a gun to the face, she fell backwards, but managed to stay concious and grab for her knife. She unsheathed it and stood up, her cheek and face throbbing with pain, she charged the guy and felt a stinging pain in her arm, something slammed into her stomach, she groaned, her choice to not wear the bullet proof vest was a serious problem now.
"Rowan!" Maxine shouted, she went to pull her gun, but a hand grabbed a fistful if her mask and hair. She struggled against her attacker, as she felt the mask yanked off of her. "Who's this lovely little creature?" Maxine writhed like a snake in his hold, as she tried to reach for the knife she had tucked behind her belt. "You two have caused an awful lot of trouble. I guess I'm going to have to show you how we deal with troublemakers" he turned to Rowan, pointing a gun at her, "Do you mind being an example? Thanks." Maxine felt the cool metal of the blade in her hand, and drove it quickly into his leg. She pushed herself out of his arms, and drew her gun, turning to face him. "Damn it! you little-" the guy looked up, shocked, "Venus?" Maxine glanced down at Rowan for a moment, "drop your weapons!" The man studied her, "Venus Dicappagio, as I live and breath. I thought you were dead." "I'm an agent of the hound unit-" "You're a snitch!" He shouted, his finger moving to the trigger. "Nicky drop the gun!" Maxine screamed back. Nicky smiled deviously, "So, you do remember me." He shook his head, "Reynaldo is going to be pleased when I bring him back his beloved, traitor of a daughter." No, she was not going back. To that life, to that hole of a world. "No!" She shouted, and her gun went off...
"Rowan!" Maxine shouted, as she moved to pull her gun, a hand grabbed a fistful of her mask and hair. "Who's this beauty?" A voice laughed, pulling the mask from her face.
She struggled against him, and reached for the knife she had tucked into her belt.
"Hey precious, lets not get too carried away." He said, putting a gun to her temple. It was cold, making her skin quiver. The man pressed his face against her hair and inhaled, "You two have caused a lot of trouble today." He looked down at Rowan, and took his gun from Maxine's face, pointing it down at her partner now. "I guess we're going to have to show you how we deal with troublemakers." He smirked, "Thanks for volunteering."
Maxine pulled her knife out slowly, feeling the cold metal in her hand. In a quick movement she drove it into his leg, and wriggled out of his grasp. He grabbed his leg, groaning in agony, "why you little-" he stopped, mouth gaping, "Venus?" She aimed her gun at him, "Drop your weapons!" "Like he.ll! You little snitch!" "I said drop em!" "You're working for the cops now?" He took a step forward. " Step back, Nicky!"
"So you do remember me," he smirked, "You're dreaming, Venus, if you think I'm not dragging you back home with us. Reynaldo will be so pleased to have his little girl back." No, she was not going back there, not to that hole of a life. To be enveloped in blood money and bullets. The guys began to move toward her. "No!" She shouted. Three shots sounded from her gun...
Lisa was completely concentrated on the task at hand when a shadow fell over her. She shook it off as a loud covering the sun, when she realized something important. The shadow was only covering her. Just as she started to turn around a baseball bat came slamming down on to her back. Before she had a chance to scream it came down a third time, hitting her square on the skull.
Rowan stood up as straight as possible, but the gun shots went off, she saw one of the guys who'd attacked them fall, bleeding from the chest.
Rowan drew her hand gun and pointed it at the othe rguys.
((I'll let this play out before moving on to the next part.))
Nicky was dead, or dying. Maxine knew that, and she also knew the bullets that pierced his chest belonged to her. "You shot him!" the second guy, Leo, shouted, "You shot one of your own!"
She didn't hesitate to aim her gun at him, "Drop your weapons," she said, "Unless you want to end up down there with him."
Leo was partially right, she'd grown up with Nicky, never liked him though. She'd always known his pride in being a mob member would bring him right to this point. She'd never thought she'd be the one to do it though, and for that she silently hated herself.
Unfortunately, Maxine was pointing her gun in the wrong direction. From behind came the click of the ignition of a lighter, followed by another click; signifying a gun's hammer being charged. The man sighed behind her, making a tsk sound.
"You never learned to watch yer back, didja?" The man asked.
Maxine spun around, her eyes widened as she recognized the figure that had spoken. "You," She said in shock, her hands were shaking as she still gripped her gun, "Not you.."
Rowan watched the scene, now utterly confused. Maxine had known the dead guy? These mob people knew Maxine? Rowan pointed her gun at the guy who currently had a gun trained on Maxine.
The other mob member who had survived the barrage of bullets then pointed his gun at Rowan.
"Drop yer guns. I already called Vino." The man said, puffing on his cigar and smirking at Rowan and Maxine.
A man started to drag Jack and Jared away. He held both pairs of feet with both hands and scowled at the men surrounding Rowan and Maxine. "Hey, get on with it!" He told his fellow gang members. "It's only a matter of time before someone comes searchin for em."
Rowan knew this was hopeless, she felt a gun slam up on the back of her head and she passed out, collapsing like a rag doll. One of the gang members grabbed her and picking her up easily carried her a way.
"Let her go!" Maxine shouted, struggling against Leo as Rowan was carried off by another member. Leo pushed her back, "This is what happens when you turn against your own, Venus." Maxine spat in his face, "I am NOT one of you. The Di'Capaggio's can rot for all I care." She turned back to the man, whom she knew all too well. "What do you want with me?" She hissed.
((I think everyone is unconscious except Maxine))
The man smiled, still keeping the gun trained on Maxine. With a soft chuckle, he spoke.
"Oh, are ya that thick? We want Hound Unit offa tha' streets. You've been a thorn- no, a knife in our sides- for a bit too long, sweetie." And with that, he raised a fist and smashed it down onto Maxine's temple.
((this one still going?))