Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 171280 times)

I enter the park and jog over to the fountain in the center. I look around, whistle a bit, and a man approaches me.

I adjust my position to one more comfortable, and fine-tune the scope's focus.

I punch the man and grab him by the collar of his shirt. "YOUR BOSS ALMOST GOT ME CAUGHT! I HAD TO TELL THEM MY REAL NAME TO COVER UP FOR HIM!" I hiss. "Alright! Back off!" the man says. I release him and he brushes himself off. "We have more money to make up for it..." he says. "I don't want money! I want to know why you said this is more for me than for your boss!" I demand. "In due time Trevor, in due time..." he says. "Get out of here." I order. He does as told and I sit on the edge of the fountain.

"The hell?" I mutter to myself, tracking the other man's path.

The man pulls out a revolver once he is out of my view, runs at me and fires off some shots. "SORRY TREVOR! DEAL'S OFF!"

I aim slightly above the man's head, squeezing the trigger. I miss slightly, and shift my aim, firing again, this time my bullet hitting him, although in the shoulder rather than the head. I reload, then get up and run down to where they were, pistol drawn.

I dove into the fountain, and the man was nailed in the shoulder as he was reloading. He dropped his second round of bullets, which was all he had left. Alexia was running onto the scene with a pistol, so the man could only load one bullet. He was distracted by Alexia, so I sprinted over and tackled him as he pulled the trigger.

I duck, rolling towards the two, the bullet going wide. I yank the would-be assassin (this being the man that attempted to kill the would-be assassin of me) up by the collar of his shirt, grab one of his wrists, and wrench it painfully behind his back. I force him to his knees over the fountain, where I ask him, "Alright, who actually sent him?"

"Oh look! I'm bleeding..." I say as I poke at my new bullet wounds. The man Alexia has plays the same game I did. "I can't tell you. The guy is my boss! I'm surprised Trevor didn't tell you who he was yet. He only payed extra as a bribe, but never actually expected him to go along with it."

I yank the other man up, looking at Trevor. "Well, this is interesting. I wouldn't poke those bullet holes if I was you, unless you've a death wish." I look back at the man. "You know, I'd worry more about my wrath than I would your boss's."

"Hey, Alexia, could you hold his legs apart for a second?"

I force the man into a position where his legs were slightly apart.

With all my strength, I kick the man in the balls. I then walk over, pick up his dropped gun, hold it by the barrel and smash the butt of the revolver into his balls three times. "Proceed with interrogations."

"Thank you," I reply, asking the man again, who's face was now contorted in pain. "So, are you gonna be more cooperative or what?"

"He's already ditched the city..."