Coming to a stop at the fork, I took a look down both paths. I couldn’t tell which way to go in order to find Ali and Felicia. Though, given the circumstances, it may have been a smarter idea to have left the building and called the police. Then again, would anyone really be able to stand up against the monsters attacking the university if I didn’t? Suddenly I heard something click loudly behind me.
“Well, look who we have here?” an Irishman’s voice then spoke as the stench of tobacco smoke filled the air. Pivoting around, I found myself glancing down the barrel of a loaded shotgun with the same man from earlier holding it steadily with his right hand.
“Bet you didn’t expect to see me here, Boyo,” the muscular Mr. Kyles continued, taking a long inhale off a cigar he had between his left hand’s index and middle fingers.
“I should’ve figured as much after Canersia showed himself.”
“Then guess you already got the gist of it?” he said, pointing the end of his gun down the right branch of the corridor, “Get moving. Yer friends are waiting for you.” Pivoting around, I started down the passageway. Jonathon Kyles put his weapon against the back of my head as soon as I took a few steps away from him.
I ceased up for a moment while he finished, “And don’t get any stupid ideas. I will blow your brains out without a second thought.”
Removing it from my cranium, he shoved me along down the hall until we came upon an off-branching outlet that led outside into the rear courtyard. Pushing on my side, the man then guided me into the smaller hallway and outside where Felicia, Ali, and several security officers were gathered in front of a large statue of Arceus near the central plaza. I noticed that one of them was the same guy who accompanied Jonathon here with Canersia. He held out a small handgun at the group in an attempt to kep them in one spot.
“Alright, Ali! We’re done playing games! Where are those abominations you promised us?” Kyles called out from across the way. Ali squealed in agony as Felicia conked him on the side of his head with her fist.
“You son of a b*tch! I knew you were behind this the whole time!”
“Felicia, please! I have never met these men in my entire life! I thought that my contacts were the others that swung by early this morning, and they only wanted Doxisite…”
“That doesn’t change the fact that you gave out classified information!”
The young man shot off his handgun overhead and shouted, “Shut the hell up already! You two argue worse than an old married couple!” Both Ali and Felicia looked at him with spiteful glares.
“Kids these days… No real nerve whatsoever…” Jonathon uttered, shoving me aside and walking straight up to the group. Aiming his shotgun right at Ali’s face, the scientist stared blankly at him in fear. After a second, Kyles pointed the weapon downward and shot out the man’s right kneecap! Ali collapsed onto the ground, screaming loudly out of horrific pain.
“Now that is how a white man does it, Wolfgang. Get yer act together, boy!” Kyles scolded his protégé as he took another puff off his cigar.
Afterwards, he reloaded his weapon with a bullet hidden in his pocket and again demanded, “Where are those Pokémon you promised us, Ali?”
“Behind the statue! There’s a compartment that only Felicia and I can open! The experiments are secured inside it!” Ali yelled, clutching his knee in agony.
“Good,” Kyles commented, and then put the gun to Ali’s forehead. Begging for his life, Ali tried to force himself backwards away from oncoming gunshot, but all in futility as the projectile hit him pointblank.
“NO!” Felicia and I both screamed.
“You’re coming with me, woman!” Kyles then demanded, grabbing Felicia on her forearm, “Wolfgang, keep an eye on Feral and the others until we come back around.”