"Violence is simply a part of human nature, natural selection is the name of the game, our world is the board, and we are the pawns... the only thing that separates it from any other game..." The young woman paused, a maniacal grin spreading across her face.
THERE ARE NO RULES OF ENGAGEMENT
"This should be entertaining"
Light slowly crept into my room, signaling the start of a new morning. Although I knew it was futile, I drew the covers over my head in a pointless attempt to stay asleep. For a moment, it seemed like I would achieve my goal, as I began to doze off. I was so close but, naturally, fate wouldn't allow me to do so as I got a chill down my spine. They say that people in my line of work begin to develop a form of precognition, the ability to sense upcoming danger. I initially dismissed it as a stupid rumor, but as I gained experience I couldn't help but begin to question my initial response.
"Distance, approximately 150 yards, wind will not be a factor in the bullets path..." a girl's voice droned in an almost robotic tone. The speaker racked the bolt of a Dragunov SVU before steadying the weapon. I couldn't help but smile, the appearance of the shooter didn't seem to fit the weapon. In fact, the shooter probably wouldn't fit with ANY weapon at that, a seemingly normal high school girl, complete with a standard uniform and innocent face.
"God damn it Kanon..." I muttered rolling out of bed, making careful sure to snatch my handgun off the top of my drawer. I then stumbled behind his desk for cover. "A lively morning" I thought to myself, answering my cell."You're late, school started about 50 minutes ago." said Kanon's voice on the other line. My expression changed from tired to irritated, "So I missed first period... tell me, is our homeroom teacher just as crazy as last year?" I replied with a hint of hostility.
"Whether something is boring or not doesn't matter, you were supposed to be there... as punishment I'm going to splatter your brains all over your room, that desk isn't adequate cover." Kanon's voice replied sternly while still retaining it's robotic tone. "I utilized the funds from our last mission and bullet-proofed the desk, nothing short of a 20mm anti-material round can touch me." I replied, still cowering behind the desk. "I promise to be a good boy if you put the gun away..." I continued in a half cocky, half pleading voice.
"You'll buy me lunch?" Kanon asked, the rifle was probably still pointed in my direction.
"...But..." my frown turned into an expression of sheer terror as a bullet passed through the wall to the left of me. "I'll treat you, you can eat as much as you like..." I replied quickly, sweating bullets but maintaining my calm tone. The high school sniper, seemingly satisfied, stowed her rifle in a guitar case and headed to school.
I let out a deep sigh, investing in some bullet-proof windows and armor plated walls was going to be a necessity in order to sleep in. "My budget will be depleted rather quickly..." I thought to myself, a weak smile spreading across my face.