Justice Makes My Job So Much More Enjoyable.
My first oneshot.
Lucien cried out as the bullet flew into his groin, and he tumbled back. Unfortunately, the small space was almost designed to send people to their deaths, and he miss stepped.
His final scream punctured the silence, as smoke drifted from the barrel of the hero known as Sparrow, as he smiled evilly. The others lay about him, and finally Reaver croaked, "I thought he would never shut up."
Garth chuckled painfully. "For a hero so renowned of his goodness, you are one violent person."
Sparrow blew the smoke away. "A means to an end. I just enjoy the means much more than anyone else."
Reaver coughed out something that sounded suspiciously like, "poser", but when Sparrow turned around, rifle still out, Reaver curiously was quite for the first time in his life.
When Theresa appeared, it was Sacrifice. When he came back, Sparrow's eye were blurry as he considered that for the first time in years, there was no furry animal at his beck and call.
When everyone was ready to leave, Sparrow had a word with each of them. "Hammer, I hope you can overcome you loss, and feel good for once." Hammer nodded.
'I'll try."
"Garth, you may not be the bulkiest, but you are the strongest man I have ever met." Garth smiled.
"Reaver…."
Reaver smiled, offering a cupped hand. "Any gold you have on you will do."
He was shocked when a rifle was raised and a bullet smacked into his thigh. Reaver fell on one knee. ``What was that for?!"
Sparrow stared down at him coldly. "I think you forget something…."
"YOU SHOT BARNUM YOU BITCH!"
