The latest addition to the 'love for the other side' fic! This is written in Torn's Point of view! And after this chapter, the times of where the chapters are set are going to move around a little, but don't fret! I'm not going to set it back years then fast forward it to a post apocalyptic world… although… Uh, anyway, on with the chapter!
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Rated for: Character death, violence, and language.
Torn: Payback.
The Kras City Guard had been alerted to the metal head invasion and after an hour of warnings of multiple fatalities, they were finally taking care of the remaining metal heads that had flocked out from the stadium and into the city. KCGs didn't act quickly on any major calls unless it benefited them, or if it had something to do with the Governor of the city.
Thankfully, the scale of the metal head attack wasn't as bad as it had been during previous invasions, the city sirens hadn't been set off, so it was either only a small scale attack (kind of likely), the KCG had it all under control (very unlikely) or the metal heads had been able to cut off the main power circuits to all sirens and no doubt all eco powered weaponry (thank the guy upstairs that's not likely).
Although you could hear from the shouts of the Kras Guards that the metal heads had no doubt found a way in through the Kras city wall, I was sure I knew the truth.Those damned Tippers were working with the metal heads. I should've seen it coming! Everyone at Northern HQ should have seen it coming! Tippers were evil, always would be, it was in their genes.
"We need more men, repeat, we need more men!" I heard a KCG yell into his communicator shortly before he was tackled by a large metal head to the ground and killed short seconds after it plummeted its claws of its right paw into his chest and dragged out his heart and plenty of blood.
The Tipper's little plan to kill as many people in the northern HQ as possible had backfired! There were plenty of people getting ripped to pieces on their side of the city, how do I know this I hear you ask? I'll tell, you.
I was in the Southern part of Kras City at the time. I'd decided to get my hands dirty and make sure the Tippers paid for what they did to our side of the city, to the people on our side of the city… to Keira, I was sure she was dead, no one could have survived in the stadium, I only got out because I managed to use a few crowds as shields, I'd only realised that I'd abandoned Keira when I was out of the stadium and heading back to HQ.
That's when I decided that it was payback time.
I took my handgun out of the holster attached to my waist, loaded it with bullets – if I wanted to get any sort of revenge on the Tippers, I wanted to make sure they bled like road kill – and kept walking towards the Southern HQ, I had a brief idea of where it was, I'd been there before once, we had to try to infiltrate the HQ a couple years before, but we failed to kill the leader.
I wasn't sure who the Tipper's latest leader was – even though we'd managed to breach Southern HQ, most of us didn't even get a glimpse at the leader – so I decided to kill as many Tippers in Southern HQ as I could find, I didn't care if half of them were innocent, I'd have been happy to have killed thirty innocents if I killed even one of the evil bastard's that had let the Metal heads into the city.
I turned a few corners, ran as quickly as I could through a few darken alley and after ten minutes I saw a large building made from metal, no windows, just a door, and the Tipper's symbol spray painted on each wall.
I crept towards the front of the HQ, took out a trusty hair clip I kept with me at all times, fumbled with the lock on the door only to find it was open, I shook my head, they really were making everything to easy for me.
I made my way down the short corridor, there was one door to my left leading to one bedroom, then to my right two doors led to two separate bedrooms, I was guessing that the bedrooms were separated for the opposite sex, but I didn't look in to check, instead I looked at the door to my left, holding my gun so hard that my knuckles turned white, I slowly opened the door with my other hand, peeked in, then, when I saw my first target, I shot as quickly as I could.
She screamed as I shot her first in the chest, then again twice in the neck, as she fell to the ground I ran towards her, placed one hand under her head, then pulled quickly, making a quick clicking sound.
"No." I turned and saw a Tipper, standing in the doorway, mouth open, staring directly at me.
And he was armed.
Well short but sweet as they say, so, who's Torn killed? Who's standing in the doorway? Find out in the next chapter!
