Wednesday, February 4, 2004

Story Part 1
"Help me!" This wounded man kept screaming out to his allies. His cry was not heard though, from the loud, destructive sounds of gunfire all around the area. "HELP ME! PLEASE!" He cried out once more, while I stood there looking down at him. I knew what was wrong with him, but the thoughts of helping this man never flew through my mind, for I was the one who shot him. " Tevon, Help me!" he cried at me one last time, with his right arm stretching out towards me. His torn flesh at his stomach, begin to eradiate a foul smell as it was decaying from the bullet. The feeling my body got from this smell caused a series of thoughts to flow through my mind, ones of anger, vegence, hate and love. Feelings that I thought I grew out and got rid of. I looked down upon Syrian with an evil smile on my face. I could tell by his facial expression that he was terrified because he started to back up slowly, making a few grunting noises from his pain he was in. " You don't want me to help you?" I said to him, a flare tint went over my eyes as the evil began to over take my body. " Are you going to help....arg...me?" he managed to squeeze out his body as his energy and time was running out. I began to walk over to him and crouched beside his head, still smiling evily at him. " Of course, I am. But first, I must get revenge for Elina. She was too young to die, especially from your hands." The flarish tiny in my eyes grew darker as I saw it reflect in his eyes. The look on his face went to a laughing state, completely opposite of his feared state he was in. " Is that...what you think?" His words were mumbled and slowed down from the blood loss he was feeling. I continued to glare at him, but my smile went to a face of disgust and anger as I reached for my EvaSter pistol from my left side. He looked back at me and opened his mouth to say another word. " Is that....what you think, is it? Do...you think..I kille" A gunshot went off from my pistol, echoing through the air, overpowering the sounds of other guns going off. The bullet that was discharged shot Syrian before he could finish what he was saying. Flesh and bone from the impact was sent in every direction. Blood shot from his head landing on my helmet and over my body. " Now, I find the other one who killed her. Elina...I shall get your revenge" I stood there and went back into the battle completing one part of my mission to get my love's revenge back. As a trophy I took one thing, I took Syrians' pistol. I knew if I found the other copy of this, I found the other killer. I began to walk back into the battle with my comrads, when the sound of retreat was ordered by their commander.
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