2. Gunshot
BANG!
She'd hit the target dead-on. She always did.
BANG!
She was damn good—one of the best, she'd been told time and again.
BANG!
"So efficient. I wish I was that good."
BANG!
Riza hated comments like that. She was this good only out of necessity. If she didn't have to protect him, she wouldn't have ever picked up a gun. As it was, she worried that she would someday lose herself to the animal that pulled the trigger before she could stop it.
BANG!
That animal that had saved Roy so many times could destroy him.
BANG!
Riza was afraid that one day, as good as she'd gotten, it might all come crashing down, that the animal inside her would turn on Roy before she could bring him back, and that the last (well, second-to-last, if it came to that) gunshot she ever fired would not be to protect Roy, but to kill him.
BANG!
A/N: Song of the chapter: "21 Guns" by Green Day
Oh, and that last BANG!? Take your pick--either Riza has to keep on going, or, going back to possibly using her second-to-last bullet on Roy, she can't go on.
