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Certainly not expecting the gunfire himself Quicksilver flinched and started quickly looking around for the gun fire as well.  “The fuck I thought I did too!”  Quicksilver frantically tried to find the rifle but couldn't for the life of him figure out who had it and where.  He didn't have to worry about the guards much.  He was moving too fast for any of them to hit him.  Any ones who were close enough to also got a barrage of fists and elbows from Quicksilver for their trouble.  

“Bobby what the Hell are you talking abo...”  Off guard Quicksilver suddenly caught a arm of red and blue slammed into his throat.  Hitting him so hard it flipped before landing on the small of the back of his neck.  “ACK!”  All Quicksilver could do for a moment was cough small trickles of blood before he got swarmed by guards who all quickly were on him to keep him down and subdued.  If his throat wasn't sore, Quicksilver would've happily started into a vicious cycle of swear words.