Inktober for Writers, h/c edition, Day 26

Prompt: Outnumbered

Summary: Part 1 of 2.  It’s 2 against 10, and no one dares to make the first move…

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Nobody was making a move just yet; the THRUSHies weren’t
sure that the duo had any tricks up their sleeves, and Napoleon and Illya
didn’t want to make any sudden moves that might set the THRUSHies off.

“How many do you see on your side?” Napoleon whispered, out
of the corner of his mouth.

“Five of them,” Illya whispered back.

“Same here…”

Illya let out a quiet sigh.

“What now?  We are in
a standoff.  Whoever makes a move first
will be instigating something dire indeed.”

“Let’s hope they understand that point,” Napoleon murmured.

“I would try to activate my distress signal, but that could
set them off,” Illya muttered, annoyed.

“It’s guaranteed; they’d want to take us in or take us out
before backup got here…”

“Well, we cannot stand here forever!”

“I know that, and you know that,” Napoleon replied.  “And I’m pretty sure they know it, too.”

“We are outnumbered,” Illya observed.  “And grossly so.  And, along with that, we are obviously
outgunned.”

“Yeah, they have more guns and ammo,” Napoleon agreed.  “But there’s one thing we have that they don’t.”

“What’s that?”

“Each other—and a plan,” Napoleon added.  “Illya, we’re going to get out of this—together.”