collapsed and haemorrhaged all around them. Oh dear thought Mateo, he'd accidentally turned himself into one of the world's most prolific murderers.

The sonic attack went on for a few minutes, by which time everyone on the platform, except those who had covered their ears, was writhing on the floor in a near-death stupor. Mateo could see a train approaching, quickly he uncovered his ears and smacked a button on his laptop, causing the deadly sound-waves to stop. He motioned the rest towards the train and they all saw it just about to pull into the station. They dashed towards it ready for the doors to open and with only a few seconds to spare they looked round at the squirming mass of contorted groaning people. They all agreed it wasn't pleasant and turned to Mateo, who shrugged his shoulders and apologized.

The train came to a stop and the automatic doors slid open, as if it was just a normal commute. They jumped inside and pushed the button to close the doors. They quickly made their way to the centre of the carriage carefully assessing their surroundings. There were only two other people in the carriage, but their eyes had already started that 'stare' in their direction. They hoped they were just being paranoid, but one had the 'stare'. It gradually turned into a 'murderous stare' then a 'murderous stare while walking towards them' before ending in a 'murderous stare while being smacked over the head with a fire extinguisher'.

Brandon put the fire extinguisher down and glanced at the man on the floor, blood gushing from his forehead. He hadn't realised he had hit him that hard and felt a little guilty. The guilt was quickly whisked away as the second person, a woman in her late fifties jumped up and did an intimidating Kung-Fu display. Damn it, Brandon remembered, this woman was wired to the internet. If she was making Kung-Fu moves it meant she was now a grand master. The woman flew towards them, yes literally flew, crouching tiger hidden madam style, kicking Brandon to the floor, before turning towards Samir.

“Do something Mat” He said afraid.

Samir did used to kick box, but he wasn't very good at it as every time he got punched, he screamed a bit more than a grown man should, so his training only lasted a few weeks. He was no match for the fist of fury quickly shooting towards his chest. There was a sudden flicker of the lights and the carriage seemed to shake from side to side, before the whole train started screeching to a halt. The sudden shift in momentum caused them all to crash into the seats next to them and with a quick flick of her hair; the ninja assassin was back in attack mode.

Mateo typed a few more words quickly and the train carriage shuddered again, suddenly accelerating and causing them all to hold on to the seats they had collided with for dear life. The ninja-assassin was caught off guard and had nothing to hold on to. She was flung forward, crashing into the side wall. There was another clang as fourteen kilograms of fire extinguisher smacked into her chest knocking the wind out of her sails. This gave Brandon enough time to gather his composure, leap from his current position and try a risky wrestling bear-hug move that slammed them both against the glass, cracking it. Brandon quickly reached for the emergency hammer and with one swift blow drove it into the side of karate mum's head. Brandon had to look away in disgust as the result of the deadly impact exploded all around him. This really wasn't turning into a very pleasant day.

Brandon took a quick step back and collapsed on one of the seats next to him.

“How are we going to get out of here?” Mariam asked.

“Mateo, can you contact Sheryl?” Samir asked.

“No, not while we're underground, I can't seem to get through to the secure server, we'd need to get off at a station, one that's ideally less populated” He replied.

They all looked at the route map on the wall next to the body of the man whose fire Brandon had extinguished. They followed it along checking the list of stations.

“Little Hill Metro Station” Mariam shrieked giddily, “That's near the sports stadiums on the north side, there wouldn't be many people there this time of day”.

“Yeah, she's right” Samir said, “Can you get the train to stop there Mat?”

“Easy” he said, “We just have to make sure we don't hang around once I do”.

SHERYL

Sheryl's encrypted phone sprang to life on the desk in front of her and she quickly answered.

“Hi Mateo”

Mateo's voice sounded frantic on the other end, he hardly took a breath, a busy conveyor belt of words.

“We need help Sheryl, they've been tracking us, I've managed to get a signal at Little Hill Metro Station, but we need to get out of here quickly” He garbled.

Sheryl took a second to try and process everything. Why were they at a Metro Station in the north of the city she thought, they were heading east before. She quickly put that query to the back of her mind to concentrate on the task in hand and racked her brains for a solution. There was only one she could think of at such short notice.

“Is everyone okay?” She asked him. He hadn't mentioned any casualties, but she wanted to just make sure.

“Yeah we're all fine, but we need to get out of here asap, we're all on foot” He replied.

“Okay” Sheryl said, “Wait there and I will get someone with you right away, do not move”

Mateo signalled that he understood and cut the message.

“Rashid” Sheryl shouted, with him appearing seconds later, standing to attention.

“We have an emergency, we've got four of our members in danger at Little Hill Metro Station, can you get the chopper to pick them up?” She asked him.

“Well of course, but it will draw a lot of attention to

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