Today – more like tonight… started writing 5 minutes late… sorry… - was a YouTube mix of Panic! At The Disco songs.
Her heart was beating fast, too fast in her taste. Even if it was almost impossible, deep inside she was sure her pursuer could her ragged breath and unsteady heartbeat. Crawling in a deep dark shadow, she desperately tried to get from cover to cover, to keep herself as invisible as physically possible. She checked her gun, only to see that it was clicking empty. Great, now she had to find some ammunitions, meaning that she had to run out of her safe corner, and get to perhaps the most visible place of the surroundings. Clenching her teeth, she kept moving, knowing that her opponent was tracking her down, magazine full and all senses on high alert.
The only way she had to actually make it to the ammunition alive was to create a distraction. But how? She had nothing, not even a single rock on this perfectly flat floor, and the dim light prohibited any kind of plan, as she didn't know the place. And of course, as if there weren't enough odds against her, her enemy could see in the dark. Damn those Faunus advantages! A bumping noise was made on her right and she stopped dead in her tracks. That was her chance, perhaps her only chance.
Getting up to her feet, she started running across the shadowed room, turning abruptly and taking cover as the sound of ammunition firing was heard. She avoided them narrowly, eventually getting around the button she was searching. Pushing it and resuming her running, she afforded herself a satisfied smile as a thick fog crawled in the vast labyrinth from both the floor and ceiling, effectively blocking out everyone's view. She stopped running rapidly, hushing every noise she could make as best as she could.
Completely still, she heard rapid footsteps pass her and continue on their search of a prey. The pressure wasn't down for now, she still hadn't got herself new ammunitions. She still had to cross twice the maze she had already ran, being completely silent and most of all, not bumping into the enemy by mistake. Breathing deeply, she started walking again, careful as to not make the slightest noise. Walking in such thick fog was nerve-wracking, especially with this deep, menacing silence. Visibly, her opponent had decided to go stealth too.
Finally getting to the ammo rack, she took five magazines that she fixed as best as she could on her war outfit, before clicking a sixth one into her gun. Allowing her a full grin, she then pressed the ventilation button, knowing that nothing could stop her now. The fog dispersed, and she was about to hunt down the hunter… when she heard the distinct sound of an empty gun clicking not three feet from her. What a delicious irony.
She wouldn't let her prey escape though. Not hesitating a split second, she fired in the exact direction from where the noise had come, satisfied to hear a curse as she had most likely put her enemy scope to early retirement. She ran once more, for once glad that her workout had been that much centered around stamina lately, adjusted her shot and finally pulled the trigger.
Three bioluminescent paint ball crashed on her victim's back, and Yang raised up her fist in sign of victory as Blake turned to her.
"Okay, mixing paintball and laser tag is fun…" the raven-haired caught her breath slowly, "but way too stressing. Seriously."
Done, sorry for being late, I'm having a hard time focusing on writing lately… Me playing all sorts of Zelda games that I happened to find in old boxes might be related. Just a little.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed and see you tomorrow !