Story Part 3!

Ok it's kind of short but it seemed like a good place to stop and share. I can keep writing or someone else can, I don't really care.

Part 3!

The few seconds of confused, anxious silence stretched on for ages before a crash interrupted the feelings of panic that we’re beginning to overtake everybody in the room.

The darkness was brief but when the lights flicked back on a new scene was being played out in the hotel room. Where before the picture had been that of three relatively innocent looking girls waiting politely at a hotel room door, it now featured almost a dozen people, all poised for battle, a tint of insanity piercing the ferocity in each persons’ eyes.

Jennifer, Laura and Natalie had made their way into the hotel room in the brief darkness and were all focused on a small safe that was peering out at the room from the back corner of the indulgently large closet. The unexpected return of the lights had caught them off guard and in their panic, Jennifer and Laura had drawn their weapons (like almost everybody else in the room) while Natalie stood stone still, terrified but, somehow, still upset that her program to keep the lights off didn’t work. Jennifer and Laura stood nearly shoulder-to-shoulder. The gleaming tip of Laura’s knife always aiming at the opposite target of Jennifer’s firearm.

No one in the room was entirely positive of who was an enemy and who was an ally. Weapons constantly changed their targets in anticipation of who was the greatest personal threat.

Five young men in business suits all stood near to the center of the room, their backs to one another, handguns out towards the rest of the room. Their allegiance was clear. Nichole’s look of easy confidence, as she stood blocking the door, was set slightly askew by the fact that she very clearly couldn’t decide whom to target. A pistol in each hand, changing targets at every suspicious movement from either the larger group of men or the intruding group of Jennifer, Laura and Natalie. To Nichole’s left, further into the room, Anna didn’t move her aim from Jennifer, who she deemed to be the most capable seeming intruder. Monica, off to the right of the door, back to the wall, seemed unsure with her handgun as she aimed irresolutely at the mass of men in dark colored suits.

Nichole glared intently at the unknown girl, the hitch in their plan. Jennifer was clearly no one to mess with. Despite being entirely unaware of these girls’ intentions, Nichole smiled slightly at them. What else can we do? She thought, as the possible negative outcomes of this alliance pressed on her mind. Jennifer nodded ever so slightly and both women changed their targets to the group of men. Laura, Anna and Monica picked up on the cue and joined them.

“You’re outnumbered,” Nichole said, her ferocity and disdain evident in her tone.

“Hardly,” said the man who answered the door, “We don’t count the unarmed.” A slightly gratuitous glance at Natalie followed his statement. Not a second later, Anna had reached for her ankle holster and slid one of her many spare guns across the floor towards Natalie.

Natalie picked up the gun with an evident reluctance but tried her best to give off an aura of confidence as she pointed towards the men and said, “Now, you’re outnumbered.”