Chapter 2
The Go-To Guy
Python tightened his grip on his machine gun. Not that he could aim with his hands shaking so much. He never had been gifted in peace of mind. After all, he was not trained by Pai Mei. Technically, he was not even part of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad. He was an extra hand, the one Bill called in when he wanted to send a message- and a particularly bloody one at that. The "go-to guy". That's what Bill called him. This time, he was supposed to send one of his "messages" to the leader of an Italian mafia. But something felt wrong….Python always thought the next mission might be his last, but this was different. Oh well, thought Python, here we go again.
Python fired a few quick shots to alert the Italian mafia. They all rushed out as Python looked down on them from the wooden balcony he stood on. A mass of men in black tuxedos poured out, shotguns in their hands. Python fired quickly, putting silver bullets in at least 4 of the Mafia men. The gun shook like an earthquake in Python's hands. He loaded and fired again, hitting one Mafia man through the mouth and causing a fountain of blood to let loose. He cleared out the rest of the Mafia with even greater ease. It was then he heard a door open behind him. Python cursed. It was deceptively simple- he had simple killed the decoys. The real Mafia was behind him, holding great black bats. They knocked the gun out of Python's hand and beat him with the bats until he collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, broken. Then, one of the Mafia men pulled out a revolver. " Who sent you?" he asked in a thick accent. "Bill!" rasped Python. There was a great bang, and at last the great Python was dead.