This is my first fanfiction. it used to be my school paper. well, chapter one
At the bottom of a foothill, a young stoop-shouldered man wearing lopsided spectacles came looking for his counterpart. Then, through the sycamores and willows, a middle aged man named John came through the clearing cleaning out the chamber of his gun with an ejector. The two men met in the middle of a plain and shook hands. John then says "Nice to see you again Steve." Steve just nods his head and loads his gun with bullets. The two men then stand back to back and start moving forwards counting every step they took in a perfect unswerving path away from each other. After counting off 10 steps they both turn around and try to shoot each other. As Steve turns around and raised his gun, a huge grumbling sound is heard all around. Unfortunately for John, his reflexes aren't what they used to be and he is not able to get a shot off before Steve hits him in the stomach. John looks at Steve for a second, takes a deep breath with all the energy he has left then closes his eyes and falls crumpled to the ground. Steve then checks John's pulse and when no beating vibration can be found, he picked up his burlap bag, puts his gun inside and leaves to go home and have a good nap before dinner, without any intention of telling his wife of the latest events.