"What the hell?" POP! POP! Two rounds burst into the wall above him, causing dust and rock to fall all around him. So his opponent had active camo as well. Where were they! Cursing, Garrus dove forward grabbing his pack. Yanking out a thermal clip, he quickly reloaded his rifle. POP! Another round sailed over his head. POP! POP! Two more. "Damn it!" He was pinned down. Again. His opponent knew this and was most likely firing rounds to keep Garrus down while he moved closer to set up in a better position. Its what I would do thought Garrus sourly.
The wise move would be to retreat. This however may be his only chance at eliminating his mysterious opponent, for he was running out of supplies and thermal clips. He could always call in the Normandy, but his opponent would likely flee before they could find him. No, he had to find some way to move closer to his opponent and end it soon. POP! That shot had been fired closer to him. Well my opponent is already doing that for me. Using his rifle, he quickly fired a concussive shot towards the direction where his opponent had fired. BOOM! That should keep them down for a few seconds. Swiftly, he scrambled to his feet and leapt to the level below him.
Grunting as he hit the floor, Garrus rolled and slammed his back against the wall next to the nearest open window. Checking his omni-tool, he saw that his shields had recharged to 82%. He could take a hit, possibly two before they went down again. Crap this is gonna hurt he thought, but he needed to find his opponents position. But how! Looking around, he saw a small hole in the wall at the base of his feet. Hmm he thought, I have an idea. Turning around so he faced the window, he brought his rifles scope next to his head but did not sight it. Not yet.
POP! POP! Two rounds bounced off his shields causing a warning message to flare telling him that they were almost depleted. OVER THERE! From the corner of his eye he saw where his opponent had fired. Not one hundred yards away, underneath a pile of rubble he could see their shape. Feigning as if he had been hit, Garrus fell. Bringing his rifle up, he wiped away some debris from the hole he had noticed earlier. Refocusing on his opponents position, he saw that he was still there, most likely waiting to finish Garrus if he got up. Smiling, he pulled the trigger. I got you now!
POP! Garrus watched his bullet fly straight and true, directly at his opponents head. He heard a surprised grunt from the distance, and then a thud as his opponent fell to the ground. Didnt expect that did you. However, this could be a feint. His opponent had shields as well, and unless they had been damaged in the earlier engagement, that shot would not have finished them off. Garrus waited. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty minutes. Nothing. His opponent did not stir from where he, or she he thought, lay. Finally letting out a sigh of relief, Garrus relaxed. Getting to his feet, he wiped some of the dust off his armor. Okay. Time to find out who you really are.
Major cliff hanger I know, but stay tuned! More to come! As always please review and thanks for reading.