The dim lights of the police station flickered as the clock edged closer to midnight. The halls were eerily quiet, with only the occasional shuffle of a bored officer filling the void. In the waiting room, Serena Williams slept, a look of helplessness on her face as she waited for updates on her freedom.
Outside, the roar of an engine pierced the nighttime stillness, and moments later, a black SUV screeched to a halt in front of the police station. Two figures emerged from the vehicle—The Oracle, the most wanted man in the country, and Charlie, his fiercely loyal accomplice. Both were outfitted in tactical gear, complete with assault weapons and bulletproof vests.
To further obscure their identities, they wore comically oversized animal masks—Louis with a lion mask and Charlie sporting a rabbit. The absurdity of their disguises being in every way intentional; Mirroring that of the eldest master of the Dominatus. Ensuring, that no one associated them with the high-profile kidnapping of Serena Williams.
With a shared look of determination, they moved with purpose, ready to shoot down anything that stood in their way.
"Stick to the plan, Charlie," Louis whispered, his voice low and resolute as they approached the entrance.
Ah yes the plan. Act like a fool with the power to topple the world. Charlie wanted to kill himself right then and there. It'll save him from the endless nightmares that will torment his beloved soul after this.
Charlie nodded, his face in a mode of concentration as they stepped into the police station through the front door, effortlessly bypassing the security measures in place. Gunfire erupted as they shot everything that stood in their way, chaos spiraling around them like a storm.
At last, they arrived in the waiting room. There, amidst the disorder, lay Serena, peacefully asleep despite the tumult swirling around her. It was almost surreal—a fragile island of calm in a sea of chaos.
Charlie couldn't help but frown at the girl's physical condition. Why wasn't she in a hospital again?
"Serena Williams," Louis whispered gently, his voice barely breaking the tension. He bent down, carefully picking up the sleeping girl and cradling her in his arms, determined to successfully get her out of this place.
The whole ordeal took less than three minutes. In what felt like an eternity compressed into a heartbeat, Louis cradled Serena and they bolted out of the police station, leaving chaos in their wake. The authorities were still scrambling, the initial shock of the attack rendering them unable to respond as quickly as they should have.
As they jumped into the getaway car, Charlie's heart raced, adrenaline coursing through his veins. The sound of sirens wailing in the distance grew louder, a haunting siren song that echoed their reckless escape. Louis slammed the door shut, and with a heavy foot on the accelerator, they roared into the night, the world around them blurring into a chaotic smear of lights and shadows.
"We did it," Charlie gasped, disbelief mingling with exhilaration. "But now what?" The questions tumbled in his mind, each one more troubling than the last.