"Why? Why did you do it?"
She laughed.
"Adieu, chéri."
I thought today would be like every other day. I receive a mission, eliminate the target, and report back. However, I was wrong. Today was like no other day. Today would be the day my life would change forever.
I ran after her. That damn thing on her chest made it hard to keep up. I decided to take the chance of actually hitting her. I raised my rifle, aiming at her. I pulled the trigger. She fell and skidded across the ground. I made my way over to her. I had shot her in the leg. The minute she stood up, I kicked her in the face and she fell again. She attemped to stand but I held her down with my foot. I aimed my gun at her head. She glared at me. Usually she has that damn smirk on her face, but not today. I guess she's fed up with our little game. Suddenly, she disappeared. She didn't get far though. I had no trouble catching up and hit her my gun. She fell, once again. I kicked her again and again. A part of me doesn't want to kill her but I quickly push that thought away. It's time to complete this mission once and for all. I picked her up and threw her to the wall. She slammed against it and slid down to the floor. She looked up at me as I walked over to her slowly. Her face is bruised. Blood runs down her face and from her nose. She doesn't move. It looks like she's given up. She looks at me with sad, hazel eyes. It almost makes me feel something.
I point the gun at her. "This has gone on for to long. This game is over, chéri," I said. "Please," she says. How amusing. Begging for her life. "You pitiful, foolish girl. Begging will get you-". "Amélie," she said, cutting me off. My eyes widened and I lowered my gun. "Please, Amélie," she said again. I clenched my teeth and glared at her. "Do not speak that name. That is not my name. That foolish girl is gone," I hissed, aiming my gun. "No, she's not! Amélie, I know you're there. You're alive in there, I know it!" she exclaimed. "Arrête! Enfoncer arrêter! Enough with the false hope. It's make me fucking sick! She is dead. Amélie is dead! And soon you will be too," I said. "Don't forget who you are! Don't forget Gerard, Overwatch! Don't forget your little house you had in Paris with your husband! Don't forget me," she said. I've never felt like this. I couldn't keep still. My whole body shook. My rifle shook in my unsteady hands. My hands were always steady. "Tais-toi!" I exclaimed. I couldn't take it anymore. "Amélie," she said. "I said, don't call me that!" I snapped. I dropped a smoke bomb. I heard her cough. "Do not Chase after me, chéri. Adeiu," I said. I ran away. I swore to finish this today, but I could not being myself to do it.
