Duel on Zen
Chapter IV
Both of them had been in boot camp together when they had first joined the Confederacy. James Raynor demonstrated excellent commando skills, while on the other hand William was the better shot, and he was also more dexterous. The two had challenged each other at almost everything, and in the end, William Hale came up first. When the two went to war, they always had each other's backs, despite the fact that they weren't the greatest of friends. They were allies, but not friends.
Four major battles the two had been in, and then they had been shipped their own ways. James Raynor becoming a local Marshall of a Confederate planet and William Hale a training officer. Neither of them foresaw that it would come to this.
"There's no way out," Raynor said.
William chose to reply. If he stopped paying attention to Kerrigan he would lose. It seemed best to keep Raynor occupied as he conjured a plan.
"There is one."
"Oh? And what is that?"
"We can team up, Jimmy. Just like back in the old days when we fought together."
"Bullshit William. You know as well as I do you don't want to team up."
William chuckled. "Yes, I do suppose you know me too well."
Raynor moved a step to his right keeping his aim on William's head. The Confederate seemed like a statue.
William came up with an idea first. He was much faster then Raynor would ever hope to be. William wouldn't be able to kill Kerrigan, but at least he would leave with his own life. Kerrigan would die later. William spun around with seemingly lightning speed and aimed his rifle right at Raynor's chest. Surprise overcame the ex-Confederate's face.
"Shit!" Raynor shouted and he jumped out of the way. William pulled the trigger.
The shot pierced Raynor's right arm, and the man fell to the ground, doing a complete roll. William followed the movement and would have fired again, but then remembered something. He was at the window, and Sarah Kerrigan is sure to have heard. He quickly turned around, letting Raynor escape out of the room. William saw her sitting on the top floor of the seven story high building. Dodging was impossible, but he knew she was aiming at his head. She wanted to make sure William Hale would be killed.
William used his dexterous hands to save him. With lightning speed his lifted his rifle in front of his face and heard the shot. The shell richoted off the rifle knocking it out of his hands. He jumped out of sight.
Lying on his back, William grabbed his radio and said, "Sir, this is William Hale. Things have backfired. The traitor James Raynor is here. He caught me off-guard."
"What?" the Colonel shouted.
William was breathing hard. "I almost got her. However, my rifle is ruined. I'll have to return to where I started to pick up a rifle that was over there."
"Do it, and I want both of them dead!"
***
Raynor stumbled into the room holding his arm. Kerrigan didn't turn around.
"Looks like you found him," Kerrigan said.
Raynor pulled a bandage from his med kit.
"Yeah, well I heard you shoot. Did you get him?"
"No, he did something I've never seen before. Blocked my shot with his own rifle. Quite impressive."
Raynor sat down and sighed.
"The bastard's fast," he said.
"I noticed. I've never seen anyone that isn't a Ghost move so quickly."
"He's full of surprises. Think he'll be on the move again?"
"Most likely. He knows he can't stay there. His rifle is ruined."
Raynor was breathing hard. His hand was covered in blood. He sighed again.
"I'll get him," Kerrigan said, "don't worry."
***
William didn't feel safe without his rifle. He had to rely on the pistol that had been strapped to his belt. He was a good shot with it, yes, but wasn't the best. William needed that rifle. He ran across the street and headed to the other building faster then he ever had before. There was still gunfire in the distance. For the second time that day he cursed at himself.
He glanced up at the tall building Kerrigan was in and saw no one. At least she wouldn't shoot him while he scurried away. When he reached the building he listened to see if anyone had gone inside. No one. So he ran up the stairs and found the top floor just as he had left it. He picked up the rifle from the dead Confederate and decided it was time to change tactics.
"I'm going in after her," William said into his radio.
"What? Are you crazy?" Zeng replied.
"Don't worry, sir. I'll be back at the base in a matter of hours."
"You are far too important. Don't die."
"Please sir, have more confidence in me. Have I ever failed a mission before?"
No reply.
"I'll talk to you when this is all over, sir."
"All right, but get the job done this time."
William smiled, put away his radio, and walked back down the stairs. While on his way down he attached the scope from his old rifle to this new one. It would be needed. As he got outside again, he listened for any kind of nearby movement. He heard none.
He turned the corner and looked up at the building Sarah Kerrigan sat in. It wouldn't be long now. William Hale wished there would have been a camera crew following him around so that they could videotape him removing her from the galaxy. He
smiled at the thought of that and ran silently toward the building.
***
"What do you think he'll try next?" Kerrigan asked Raynor.
"The hell if I know. He's never been through that before. I'm sure it's changed the way he thinks about things."
"Well, at least I have a little to go by. Unfortunately, he's a sneaky one."
Raynor didn't reply.
***
Going up the stairs would have been foolish. He could have moved as quietly as he could, but Kerrigan's enhanced senses would have told her he was coming. So he decided he would climb. It didn't seem like the likely option. That was what he wanted. He holstered his rifle around his right shoulder and began climbing. He used the windows-which weren't far apart from each other-to get up. This was the opposite side of where she had shot at him just ten minutes before. William Hale climbed quickly and quietly.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter =)
Chapter IV
Both of them had been in boot camp together when they had first joined the Confederacy. James Raynor demonstrated excellent commando skills, while on the other hand William was the better shot, and he was also more dexterous. The two had challenged each other at almost everything, and in the end, William Hale came up first. When the two went to war, they always had each other's backs, despite the fact that they weren't the greatest of friends. They were allies, but not friends.
Four major battles the two had been in, and then they had been shipped their own ways. James Raynor becoming a local Marshall of a Confederate planet and William Hale a training officer. Neither of them foresaw that it would come to this.
"There's no way out," Raynor said.
William chose to reply. If he stopped paying attention to Kerrigan he would lose. It seemed best to keep Raynor occupied as he conjured a plan.
"There is one."
"Oh? And what is that?"
"We can team up, Jimmy. Just like back in the old days when we fought together."
"Bullshit William. You know as well as I do you don't want to team up."
William chuckled. "Yes, I do suppose you know me too well."
Raynor moved a step to his right keeping his aim on William's head. The Confederate seemed like a statue.
William came up with an idea first. He was much faster then Raynor would ever hope to be. William wouldn't be able to kill Kerrigan, but at least he would leave with his own life. Kerrigan would die later. William spun around with seemingly lightning speed and aimed his rifle right at Raynor's chest. Surprise overcame the ex-Confederate's face.
"Shit!" Raynor shouted and he jumped out of the way. William pulled the trigger.
The shot pierced Raynor's right arm, and the man fell to the ground, doing a complete roll. William followed the movement and would have fired again, but then remembered something. He was at the window, and Sarah Kerrigan is sure to have heard. He quickly turned around, letting Raynor escape out of the room. William saw her sitting on the top floor of the seven story high building. Dodging was impossible, but he knew she was aiming at his head. She wanted to make sure William Hale would be killed.
William used his dexterous hands to save him. With lightning speed his lifted his rifle in front of his face and heard the shot. The shell richoted off the rifle knocking it out of his hands. He jumped out of sight.
Lying on his back, William grabbed his radio and said, "Sir, this is William Hale. Things have backfired. The traitor James Raynor is here. He caught me off-guard."
"What?" the Colonel shouted.
William was breathing hard. "I almost got her. However, my rifle is ruined. I'll have to return to where I started to pick up a rifle that was over there."
"Do it, and I want both of them dead!"
***
Raynor stumbled into the room holding his arm. Kerrigan didn't turn around.
"Looks like you found him," Kerrigan said.
Raynor pulled a bandage from his med kit.
"Yeah, well I heard you shoot. Did you get him?"
"No, he did something I've never seen before. Blocked my shot with his own rifle. Quite impressive."
Raynor sat down and sighed.
"The bastard's fast," he said.
"I noticed. I've never seen anyone that isn't a Ghost move so quickly."
"He's full of surprises. Think he'll be on the move again?"
"Most likely. He knows he can't stay there. His rifle is ruined."
Raynor was breathing hard. His hand was covered in blood. He sighed again.
"I'll get him," Kerrigan said, "don't worry."
***
William didn't feel safe without his rifle. He had to rely on the pistol that had been strapped to his belt. He was a good shot with it, yes, but wasn't the best. William needed that rifle. He ran across the street and headed to the other building faster then he ever had before. There was still gunfire in the distance. For the second time that day he cursed at himself.
He glanced up at the tall building Kerrigan was in and saw no one. At least she wouldn't shoot him while he scurried away. When he reached the building he listened to see if anyone had gone inside. No one. So he ran up the stairs and found the top floor just as he had left it. He picked up the rifle from the dead Confederate and decided it was time to change tactics.
"I'm going in after her," William said into his radio.
"What? Are you crazy?" Zeng replied.
"Don't worry, sir. I'll be back at the base in a matter of hours."
"You are far too important. Don't die."
"Please sir, have more confidence in me. Have I ever failed a mission before?"
No reply.
"I'll talk to you when this is all over, sir."
"All right, but get the job done this time."
William smiled, put away his radio, and walked back down the stairs. While on his way down he attached the scope from his old rifle to this new one. It would be needed. As he got outside again, he listened for any kind of nearby movement. He heard none.
He turned the corner and looked up at the building Sarah Kerrigan sat in. It wouldn't be long now. William Hale wished there would have been a camera crew following him around so that they could videotape him removing her from the galaxy. He
smiled at the thought of that and ran silently toward the building.
***
"What do you think he'll try next?" Kerrigan asked Raynor.
"The hell if I know. He's never been through that before. I'm sure it's changed the way he thinks about things."
"Well, at least I have a little to go by. Unfortunately, he's a sneaky one."
Raynor didn't reply.
***
Going up the stairs would have been foolish. He could have moved as quietly as he could, but Kerrigan's enhanced senses would have told her he was coming. So he decided he would climb. It didn't seem like the likely option. That was what he wanted. He holstered his rifle around his right shoulder and began climbing. He used the windows-which weren't far apart from each other-to get up. This was the opposite side of where she had shot at him just ten minutes before. William Hale climbed quickly and quietly.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter =)
