Jack stared at his fathe rin complete horror. How could someone he loved this much do something this terrible...this unspeakable crime! I pointed the gun at him. "Get the hell out of here before I shoot you." Is all I could manage to say. He looked at me and grinned, that stupid grin of his. "Son, you haven't got the guts, I know." His partner laughed, as did my father. "How could yyou?" I fought to hold back tears. "Simple son. But I don't need to tell you." He said. My father walked toward me, and I got my strenght back. "Take another step, I shoot." I said angrily. That anger was turning into hot rage. My father shrugged and walked toward me, piece of glass in hand. BOOM! A lone, single gunshot ran out. My father looked at his chest in horror.

"Yyyou..sonnn..of...aaaa" He slowly crumpled to the floor. I stood in shock at what I had just done. My own father. I shot my father, but he did something that he needed to be killed for. I looked into the face of the other guy. I recognized him. He worked with my dad at his lawyer's office. He still stared at my dad in disbelief, but then he looked at me, and lunged. I was caught off guard and pulled down to the floor. He knocked the gun out of my hand, but I punched him in his stupid face. After I got him off me I reached out for the gun but he kicked my arm. "Ahhhh!" I cried out in pain. Now I was furious. I kicked him in his face, and his nose started bleeding I had hoped I broke his nose.

I reached for the gun, and pointed it at the man. BOOM! The second gunshot hit the man in the head, and he crumpled to the floor, dead. I couldn't believe it. A peaceful morning had turned into Hell. I had just murdered two people. A distant rumbling shook the house! "Pre-Crime!" I heard. On instinct, I ran. I didn't know where, but I ran. I heard footsteps behind me and I turned my head. A guy dressed in Pre-Crime uniform was chasing me. I had a steadu lead and didn't stop. I was scared now, real scared. I remembered a quote from John Anderton though. "Everybody runs..." I said. Everybody runs. Whether or not I would make it was another thing.

Sorry it's so short! The next one will be longer