The shell hit the ground with a tink, a bouncing clatter that was almost imperceptible compared to the roar of the shotgun as it fired. I remember the shell hitting the ground before the ringing in my ears made it hard to hear anything else. Its one thing people forget about firing guns in enclosed rooms, the noise is tremendous (and by people I mean me because holy crap). The lead guy hit the ground in a slump, whatever the shotgun had been loaded with one shot to the chest did the job of killing him without difficulty. The rest of the men were stunned, or I think they were, I couldn't hear a gods damned thing as I said I deafened myself. Eventually my hearing returned, the surviving non leader of their group was shouting something at me.
"There are four of us and one of you!" This seemed like the hollowest of threats considering they hadn't killed me after I directly killed one of them already.
"And I'm sure I've got four more shells to kill you with." Where as my threat was very much a real thing since I'd already killed two people (the leader plus poor Phil). They started backing up and I knew I had won. See that was the difference between me and others, most of the normals hadn't crossed the line into murder, where as for me that's just another day (something that is sad to admit but here I am). The kidnappers left, and I was able to get Valrym to his feet and moving. We emerged from the basement at someones house in the suburbs thankfully the police were already called due to the explosion. Unfortunately they wanted to talk to me about the two dead bodies inside (the jerks!)
So it was another normal day in the life of Trezlan Lorentino.
No comments:
Post a Comment