John followed Chris as the two made their escape, running into the alleyway as the sirens got louder. You could hear the screech of tires, followed closely by the opening and slamming of car doors. There was a moment of shouting, accompanied by the whirring blades of the orbiting news helicopter. A ferocious scream then broke through the air as if the shouting of men and the whirring of the helicopter had only been little more than crickets chirping, capable of belonging to no one other than Valkyr herself. 

John slowed down and turned to look behind him as Valkyr pounced on an officer, beating his head into the pavement as a shock baton rolled out of his now lifeless hand. The other authorities reached for their sidearms, but Valkyr had already taken the one from the officer she had just killed and began to fire on the other men. Twelve gunshot rapidly rang through the air as four men fell to the ground, dead. The surviving officers took cover being the cars they had arrived in, and Valkyr began to look around frantically. She was doing something...she had an objective...but what? She growled almost as if out of pain, struggling to remember the man with the two shock batons. That was it! She was after him...but where did he go? Valkyr then looked down the alley way and saw a blur of movement disappear around the corner, taking it as a sign of her prey she then bolted off down the alley while the officers began to open fire on her from behind. Meanwhile, John had returned to running after Chris as fast as he could, grunting with every other step as he felt a throbbing pain in his broken arm.