Josefer Martin - A Day in the Life - Chapter 2

Five minutes after leaving Mr. Fornby's sixth period physics class I was preparing to jump out of a perfectly good helicopter. The four of us were leaning out of the open doors as Ms. Studney piloted. Next to me, wearing a skin-tight black jumpsuit, was Jessica. She looked at me through her sunglasses and smiled. I then looked behind me at James and Melissa. They too were wearing the black jumpsuits and sunglasses. I nodded to them, and then set my goggles down over my eyes. As the HUD popped up and focused, Ms. Studney began to speak over the radio, "Joe, you're lead on this one."

I took a deep breath, "Roger control." I then looked out below the helicopter, as it hovered 300 meters over the street below, "Three. Two. One. Jump!"

The four of us executed a precision exit from the helicopter, and began a quick descent. I focused on the altimeter reading on the HUD. "Three," I shouted over the wind, "Two. One. Stop."

Suddenly, two meters above the pavement of the alley, we stopped falling. I quickly executed a mid-air flip and landed on the asphalt. The other three followed suit, "Good jump. Mel, nice catch."

"Not sure we were going to make it," she replied.

"Would I let you down?" I asked, as I looked over the wall. I pressed a button on my belt and a hologram of the bank building popped up. I pointed to a section of wall a meter to the left, "Behind there's a storage room. We'll enter there."
Jessica looked at the four of us, "I'll have to make two trips."

"No time, Jay, if you would, a door?" I asked, as I walked to the wall opposite our future point of entry, "Mel, shield."
As James crushed through the wall, Mel projected a telekinetic field to protect us from the debris. Once inside the storage room, Jessica frowned.

"Control said four hostiles, right?" ash asked.

"Yeah, and a dozen or so hostages, what's the matter?" asked James, trying dust the concrete from his black jumpsuit, and failing miserably.

Jessica pointed at the still-floating hologram, and four figures popped up in red, "Well, there's four hostiles here." She then swept her hand back and forth and the room filled with the huddled forms of just over a dozen people, all green, "And thirteen hostages." She then left the lobby and pointed at the vault, where two more figures appeared, in blue, "Plus two unknown in the vault. They seem familiar, but I can't place them."

"Okay, change of plans," I said, taking command, "Jay, Mel, you take out the four up front, make sure none of the greens get hurt, and the red's are only out cold. Jess and I will take the vault in a port and pound."

"Roger," the replied, and we exited the storage room, Melissa and James taking a left, towards the front of the building, and Jessica and I went right, to get around to the vault.

Another two minutes, and we were in position, "Ready?"

"Ready," came the reply from Melissa a the front, just outside the lobby.

"Three," I began, grasping Jessica's hand, "Two. One. Go!"

Suddenly, Jessica and I were two meters forwards, inside the vault. Just as suddenly, I head the click-click of two guns being cocked.

"Hello Joe," came a voice from my left, a familiar voice.

"Jess, nice to see you again," came another from my right.

I sighed, seeing the faces behind the voices and the guns. On the left was Mike, a year older then me, and on the right was his girlfriend, and partner, Zelda. They had graduated at the top of their class last year, and then fell off the face of the Earth.

Mike smiled, and I radioed in quickly, "Control, we have a problem."