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Gunshots rang all around a small shed inside a very large property just a few miles outside Los Angelas. Inside this shed was a young teenage girl of about fourteen. She was crouched in the corner farthest away from the gunshots and had a table overturned in front of her as a shield. In her bloody hands, there was a longbow with an arrow fitted to the string. Against guns and her amateur skills with a bow, it wouldn't help her at all. Next to her feet, though, was a Beretta pistol and a .22 rifle. She was terrified and she should very well be. After all, it had been a peaceful morning for the young girl. She had just eaten her breakfast and was finishing a report for school when it happened. Three men armed with automatic guns had burst into her house wanting everything valuable. She screamed, grabbed her phone next to her, and ran away dialling 911. They opened fire at her and she was hit in the leg just before she made it to her shed, but she was tough and made it to the shed. She closed and locked the door, or at least thought she locked the door when she only closed it. Inside the shed, she grabbed the guns that her father kept there, grabbed her own longbow, and overturned the table in the corner. She knew that the police were there, so she felt a little more calm. That soon changed, though, the door swung open and the biggest man of the three walked into the shed. She was scared and she shot her arrow at the man. It missed and buried itself in the wooden walls of the shed. Little did she know, that the situation was so bad outside, these were not normal robbers, that SWAT had to be called in to handle this. She picked up the rifle and shot at the man, using the one round in it, missing him once again.
Meanwhile, at the SWAT truck, the sqaud leader was instructing his teams on where to go. He pulled aside one of his partner pairs on Sgt. Hondo's team to tell them about the girl hiding in the shed that the man had entered moments ago.
"We'll get her out, sir." Officer Jim Street said as he glanced at the shed where he saw an arrow hit the wooden walls just beside a window and a gunshot was heard. Officer Chris Sanchez nodded and the two snuck around the two robbers to get to the shed. By the time they had reached the shed, the man had reached the poor teen and she shot him with the Berreta, not missing him this time. Sanchez lined up the shot with the man and shot him, causing him to stumble away from the girl and fall. He wasn't dead but that was all Jim needed to get to the girl and make sure she was okay.
"Are you okay, ma'am?" Jim asked the frightened girl.
"Y-Yes, I th-think." She winced as she finally felt the pain of the wound to her leg which she had forgotten about when she reached the shed. Jim looked down at her leg and cursed lowly under his breath.
"I'm going to pick you up and move you to an ambulance, okay?" Jim asked as she bit back a scream. She nodded and Jim carefully picked her up. Sanchez went ahead to get the doctors ready for the poor girl. When Jim reached the ambulance on standby incasse this happened, the doctors were ready and had a stretcher waiting. Before they closed the doors to the ambulance, the girl told Jim thank you and smiled at him.
Five hours later a man was standing at the house of the girl with a frown on his face.
"It appears she has escaped and our men have been shot. They found no information and we are back to square one. But perhaps all may not be lost. Jim Street was here, we might have finally found the thing we need to bring down William Brandt." The man said into his comm.
"Good. Get the girl and Jim Street, we can kill two bird with one stone." his superior said back.