Puto, Fides, Spes
Prologue
The Best
Red, orange, yellow. Fire—burning heat everywhere. Black—death everywhere. Bullets scream through the air with powerful shrieks as my feet pounded as hard as they could against the muddy ground. Shrieks of metal on metal bite at my ears, mixing with the thrumming of my heart as it pounds in my eardrums. A thin blade flew centimeters to the right of my head, embedding itself deep into the trunk of a tree.
I was getting closer and closer to the crashing waves of the ocean. I needed to be in the water before the shit hit the fan. Bullets whirred past me as I sprinted as fast as I could to the menacing rocks and waves.
Almost there…
BAM! Something suddenly tore into my upper right arm, through and through eating away at my flesh and muscle. A groan of pain is silenced in my throat as I keep on through the pain. I'd been shot so many times that the pain was normal, but it still burned me like a mother fucker.
Once my boots landed in the icy water, I practically dove into the freezing liquid death of the ocean. I'd gotten a few feet off the shore before I hit the button on the remote that was clutched tight in my left hand. As I swam towards my unseen contact in the ocean, half of the town I was just in went up in flames.
After that, there was complete and utter silence. No more shrieks of metal, no more screams of bullets. Only the silence of death.
A smirk crossed my face as I swam towards my unseen contact in the watery depths of the ocean. Sure, I was swimming in freezing water with a bullet hole in my arm, but that was what I did. That is what I do. And I sure as hell was the best at it.