Shaw.
Bullets flying around me, numbing my ears, muffling voices. Blood, coloring the walls and floor surrounding me. My gun being the cause of the strangled voices that come out of their bloody throats. Mine is boiling. It's not like other times though.
Shaw.
My dad's voice sounds in my brain. He is talking to me. He says: "close your eyes and ask yourself what's happiness." How happiness is supposed to feel. If I'm happy. I remember that conversation. I don't understand why he was talking about something so confusing. I asked him in return, curious about his answer. He smiled and he said: "for me, mum and you are happiness." What's happiness to me? Do I know what's happiness at all? Am I even capable to feel it?
SHAW.
Does it feel like when I'm shooting people? Like when I eat the biggest steak in the steakhouse? Like when Bear plays with me? Like when I was fucking Root the first time on the counter of my kitchen? Like what I felt seen her coming undone around my fingers? Like when she is next to me? Can happiness be a person, dad? And what if that person is broken? Dad, what if what I'm doing it's not enough to keep my happiness safe and sound?
SHAW.
No time to think. Take a breath. Take it deep. I don't care what my father thinks about this, it's too late to think about it. I must past this test, so I keep pulling the trigger. I'll protect her. At all costs.
"SAMEEN." I turn around and I see Root terrified, behind me. I see John, concerned. I lower my shotgun and take notice of my surroundings. There's no living soul left. "Sameen... " She approaches me and caresses carefully the hand on the trigger. She is terrified of me. I can see it through her eyes. But even now, she is able to bring me back to earth.
"Sorry. I've never meant to scare you. I got caught up..." I apologize, my voice trembling and low. They nod and John approaches me too.
"We should take the next door on the right before someone else comes."
We run through the maze until we hit the door that leads to the base, the brain, of Samaritan. This is it. It's over, bitch. Root gives us a signal and we stomp in the room, guns raised. We are welcomed with some nerds pulling their weapons out, but they are not even soldiers, so we take them out before they can even notice the pain in their kneecaps. And then, I spot them: Greer, Lambert and Martine, hiding behind a pillar and ready to fire. We hide too, behind some desks, John pulls out a grenade and I take his rifle, firing back. The explosion numbs everybody, but I try to stand as I point towards them and I fire several times. When I hear no response, I look at John and Root, and she stands too, walking towards where they were. I see her shaking badly, but I let her go, guessing that she needs it, staying close enough to her though. She gets behind a desk and stares at the floor. I wait for her and I see her taking her gun and aiming to something. And she shoots twice. Then, she takes a deep breath and turns to look at us.
"There's no one else, just Lambert." We nod and I swallow the lump in my throat. "There must be some secret getaway door or path that it's not on the map."
"Why didn't Martine fight back?" John asks genuinely
"She is injured." I mutter and I look at Root who nods confirming the statement. That bitch got away again from death.
"We should get out of he-"
"No." Root cuts John. She nods towards the massive screen behind us and I understand. "If we take Samaritan out, they are going to be easy to hunt."
Hunt. She wants to hunt and that makes me smile proudly. She is getting more comfortable on the field and that calms me. "Well, then, what shall we do, Root?"
She smiles at me like she haven't done in a while and walks towards a desk with the only computer on left. "This might take some time, have me covered, please?" She asks me and something churns my stomach. She trust me after seeing a bloody hell out there, me being the freaking devil taking souls with me. She trusts me and all I have to say is:
"With pleasure."
Dad, can happiness be something so simple as her smile?
A/N: I'm so sorry that it took me too long to update! College started and I haven't got time or inspiration to write. Anyway, I know this is a really short update and I apologize for that. I promise to update soon enough and with a longer one (next one might be a bit hot, if you know what I mean...) See you!