A Life Of Revenge
Prologue: I'll never forget you.
The gun flashed before I knew what was going on, followed immediately by the sound of the bullet being fired and the demonic and cold gaze of the Agent.
I stared helplessly as it crawled passed me; close enough to touch. Every ounce of my brain shouted to do something, anything to stop the bullet from continuing its course, but my body would not respond. I yelled for her to run, but it was too late. She looked at me quizzically, giving me one last view of her living beauty. I screamed on the inside as the lead pierced her skin, tearing through her skull and brain in what seemed like an eternity but was no more than seconds. I watched as her lips seemed to move, like a silent prayer that she died to quickly to recite, and I watched as she fell to the floor; her face and body already lifeless.
Most of what happened next is unclear to me now, it was a blur of motion and I was too shocked to think straight. The blazing of more guns filled the room; as well as the sound of my friends dying. I did not bother to duck for cover, I merely stood in the open and wept, why should I fear death? Why accept anything other than death when life was not worth living? Why live when you have allowed the only beauty in life to disappear?. I couldn't not find an answer. I simply stared down at her body; my eyes full of tears, my body and brain like a computer on lockdown and you've just forgot the password.
Unable to speak, and disgusted that I could still be alive, even in this hell of a battle. I shakily turned around and unholstered my pistol; my hand shaking and moving slowly; as if I was just learning how to use it. Without a shadow of hesitation, I brought the gun to my stomach and pulled the trigger; sending the lead deep into my chest. As I descended onto the icy cold metal floor. I strangely felt at peace in realizing that I would soon be with her again. It was at that moment that I realized that somewhere deep within the darkness of my brain; a small part of me still wanted to live. I small part of me still wanted to keep breathing, keep moving, and continue my life. The survival instinct had kicked in, providing me with one cold hard reason to stay alive, and with an answer to the questions
Revenge.
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Heh, hope you enjoyed the beginning ^_^ Its my first FF.net fic, hopefully I get some good reviews, and if their bad hopefully they give me some tips on how to fix the problem.
Prologue: I'll never forget you.
The gun flashed before I knew what was going on, followed immediately by the sound of the bullet being fired and the demonic and cold gaze of the Agent.
I stared helplessly as it crawled passed me; close enough to touch. Every ounce of my brain shouted to do something, anything to stop the bullet from continuing its course, but my body would not respond. I yelled for her to run, but it was too late. She looked at me quizzically, giving me one last view of her living beauty. I screamed on the inside as the lead pierced her skin, tearing through her skull and brain in what seemed like an eternity but was no more than seconds. I watched as her lips seemed to move, like a silent prayer that she died to quickly to recite, and I watched as she fell to the floor; her face and body already lifeless.
Most of what happened next is unclear to me now, it was a blur of motion and I was too shocked to think straight. The blazing of more guns filled the room; as well as the sound of my friends dying. I did not bother to duck for cover, I merely stood in the open and wept, why should I fear death? Why accept anything other than death when life was not worth living? Why live when you have allowed the only beauty in life to disappear?. I couldn't not find an answer. I simply stared down at her body; my eyes full of tears, my body and brain like a computer on lockdown and you've just forgot the password.
Unable to speak, and disgusted that I could still be alive, even in this hell of a battle. I shakily turned around and unholstered my pistol; my hand shaking and moving slowly; as if I was just learning how to use it. Without a shadow of hesitation, I brought the gun to my stomach and pulled the trigger; sending the lead deep into my chest. As I descended onto the icy cold metal floor. I strangely felt at peace in realizing that I would soon be with her again. It was at that moment that I realized that somewhere deep within the darkness of my brain; a small part of me still wanted to live. I small part of me still wanted to keep breathing, keep moving, and continue my life. The survival instinct had kicked in, providing me with one cold hard reason to stay alive, and with an answer to the questions
Revenge.
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Heh, hope you enjoyed the beginning ^_^ Its my first FF.net fic, hopefully I get some good reviews, and if their bad hopefully they give me some tips on how to fix the problem.