One out of Sixty Million
This is inspired by a rather unknown song to the world, 1/6,000,000, sung by Miku Hatsune. This is a pretty big AU, and for an Assist Trophy…Well, let's see how it goes, hm? Thank Kanannon for the subs below!
I don't own anything, especially the war that caused sixty million deaths.
Little AN: Literally speaking, are we allowed to have subs on these stories? (From songs, I mean) 'Cause I see a million of 'em. If you know, could you warn me?
"I wipe off the sweat forming in the palm of my hand
Unable to hide my uneven breathing
The trigger my shaking finger pulled
Causes a flower to bloom in my round scope
The heaviness I felt from the
Flower petal I picked with my finger tips
Causes me to shove the
Black muzzle to my head as I whimper"
Isaac's golden hair was dampened with sweat and grime, and he disgustedly wiped away the sweat on the palm of his hand on his pants while digging inside his pockets for a bullet. His sniper rifle was laid beside him, and Isaac exhaled in relief when he found the spare bullet. Placing the bullet in his gun, Isaac held it, and silently cursed the war that had torn the earth apart.
Where was he, you ask?
Only hiding behind a crumbling wall, on a ruined building. After all, he thought dismally, this was what World Wars did, isn't it? Around him, dust, dirt, and darkness was everywhere; his only solitary comfort was the sunlight coming through a shattered window.
Hearing a sound ahead of him through the window, Isaac started to breathe erratically. Unable to hide the sound, Isaac inwardly panicked when he heard the footsteps approach him. Clutching the rifle in his hands, he saw the large shadow blur out the sunlight from the shattered window. Shutting his eyes shut for a second, he shot straight up, and faced his opponent directly in the face; one cyan blue shut closed and the other looking through a circular scope.
His shaking finger froze on the trigger, and when the man's face got closer to him, Isaac pulled it instinctively. Hazily, Isaac thought that it looked like a red flower just bloomed in his eyes. As one crimson petal floated to rest on his hand, the thirty year old shuddered at the weight he had put on himself.
"I-I just killed…" Isaac whimpered, his hands going to clutch his head in the agony at the crime he had just committed. This was his first time killing…Even if he was thirty, he had never killed!
But…this was what war was about, wasn't it? Wasn't this what young boys and adolescents dreamed about? The gore, the killing…The horrifying truth crashed through the troubled adult's mind.
"Everything Saki and I dreamed of was a lie…"
Wow, never knew I had it in me to write in the horror genre. It gets worse later on...Well, I've got a list of genres I want to complete (AKA, all) and people I want to write (AKA, all), so expect little three chapter stories, yes? Just so you know, Isaac just shot Bowser. Personally, for anyone who reads this, I didn't want to post this up. I suppose it's because my router broke, so Youtube and Gmail won't work...Again:
Song this was inspired from: 1/6,000,000
Vocaloid who sung it: Miku Hatsune
Person who provided subs: Kanannon
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