A ridiculous self-insert, but I still hope you like it.
"Help Me!"
I heard the cry coming from an alley I was walking past, and I saw a woman being held at gunpoint by a man in black, who was trying to pull her purse away from her.
Without thinking, I tackled the man, and we began to wrestle for control of the gun. He pulled a hand back and punched me in the face, stunning me long enough for him to yank the weapon from my grasp, and aim it at my chest.
The crack of the gun firing echoed off the walls, and I felt it burrow into my chest, breaking the ribs covering my heart, and pierce my heart. Agony ripped through me, and blood poured from the wound. I fell to the ground, groaning. The man stood, and looked around.
The woman had gone.
"Shit. Just great." He said. He turned to me, raising his gun. "you just cost me my score, fucker. But I guess your wallet will do."
I heard the roar of the gun.
As I lay there, I felt death come upon me, and saw a bright light. What was weird, was sucking feeling I felt, as if I was being sucked through the floor.
I felt a thump on my back, and I lost consciousness.
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