Disclaimer: Haha I can actually lay claim to most of the charcters here. So disclaim this. Mwahaha.
Note: The goings on as viewed from one of Bishops' men, he's an ass. And I hereby dub him Agent Neal.
Two Shots Left
The woman pulled the trigger, the sound echoed through the small room.
"Dee, get down."
There I was afraid to even look up. Someone was dead, I just knew it. Perhaps it was the initial shock that kept me from noticing the warm liquid flowing from my side. Or maybe it was the sudden weakness I felt, but it didn't register at that exact moment that I was the one who had been shot.
Looking back I realized that I was only 23 with a lot of life before me, but I was hungry for power right there, right then. Bishop offered me that, so I took it.
Am I proud of everything I'd done? Am I proud that I took part in the capture of not one but two children? Am I proud that I worked for a man willing to twist and destroy lives of the innocent?
You wanna know if I'm proud of these things?
...There he stood to yellow-eyed monster. The Rat-King as he so proudly proclaims himself. I guess I don't understand the honor in ruling vermin. Not like it matters anymore though, he...it's more monster than man now. It's here to do a job, just like me.
Mind you his job is to mangle and utterly destroy the giant alligator. Mine in the other hand is to guard two regular prisoners.
A young boy. Kid's got spunk if nothin else. He a brave little snot. Don't take crap from anyone period, if he lives long enough he'll be a down-right decent, not well-educated mind you, young man.
The other prisoner...now that's a job I'll take any day.
She's a hot piece of work, and oddly enough spends more time naked than not. I guess that happens when your clothes "mysteriously" disappear on a frequent basis. Even covered in grime and filth, you can't help but think one thought bout this woman, that is if you're a straight male of any age.
Not that it matters what she looks like though. Hell, the minute Bishop finishes getting whatever samples of the gator's DNA to one of his partners, a Dr. O'Bannon I believe, he's gonna start on the woman.
I've seen Bishop in action, I've seen firsthand that if he wants something, he gets it. I've seen him torture children to get certain information from parents. He knows exactly how much blood you can drain from a person without the dying. I've heard screams of agony from his victims, and the whole time I've worked for him. He's made life miserable for those who have tried to leave his service, killing families and friends.
And Bishop can fight, he may not look it, but there are probably very few...if any humans who could ever so much as fathom defeating him. He feels no pain, and can fight with what would normally be considered mortal wounds, and each time he comes back stronger than before. Anyone who has faced Bishop and survived, did so only because they were allowed.
And then there are these two females a young girl and an ex-member of our organization who appeared from nowhere. The little girl, cute as a button, and Agent Tara, one of the best, who somehow betrayed Bishop, survived, yet had come here to what will be guaranteed suicide. First she managed to disable most every guard here and never be seen. Then she pulled the trigger, and that was it for me...
So after you know these things, do you still want to know if I'm proud of what I do?
Look at me, here, in my eyes, and ask me if I'm proud of these things.
My answer...damn right I am.
Would I do it all over again, even if I knew it would end this way again?
Hell yeah.
But there is one thing you should know before I die, I still have my gun, and I still have two bullets left. Also know that that "spunky" little boy is right in my sights. And one thing I don't care much for is spunk in my prisoners.
CLICK...
TBC
Maybe not everyone though...
