Dreams In Red: Chapter 2.
Date: Feb 18th, 2007 7:16:04 am - Subscribe
Mood: ditched
"So the wolf has returned to its master?", Jerith sounds so ambitious.
"You could actually say the wolf has betrayed his master."
"Now now. It's never too late to return to myside and become the beast of burden you should be."
"You mean, Lapdog Jerith. I am no pawn in this fucking game. I will defy you and end what we started years ago. The world doesn't need me and you. We have done nothing good for this world since that day. The days grow shorter, the light gets darker, and the rain is heavier by the hour."
"Your heart is all that rains heavy my friend. The world does need us. Humanity is rejecting the world, not the world rejecting us. Harmony is a matter of perception. Co-existence can only be achieved if one side knows that the other reigns over it. This world is soon to bow to me."
"Your wrong Jerith. The world will kill us all."
"No thats where your wrong. The world will free us all by my hand. The world will kneel before me and clear out all the unfit souls that do not deserve the transcendence of the world."
"I am sorry but I will not allow that to happen. You have no right to decide who is fit to live and who is not!"
"Tsk tsk. You my friend, the lone wolf, have nothing to say. You have spent your whole life killing what you deemed unfit to live. Are criminals not human too? And you have killed for money because someone says another has wronged them. That is a double standard. Maybe you are not just to reign by myside..."
With that Jerith raises his Assault Rifle. It's on. I know it. But too late. The three round burst comes tearing out of the muzzle. Where to go?! No time. I roll forward hopping the bullets were high. 33 percent isn't a bad ratio. The 3rd bullet catchs my thigh. The wolf is injured in a worse way. The side is negotiable but the thigh is a violent injury. I took pride in my agility. Jerith isn't slow himself but he holds no candle to me, injured or not.
My roll forward completes and I am now on one knee firing up at him. He moves just enough to avoid a glimpse at the future. And he is taking aim again. I am still in the open. There! I see an aclove, but I am not sure if I can get there. Not good, I am doubting my abilities. Kain and Able attempt to reassure me but they can't find their eyes as I struggle to the aclove.
Clack! Clack! Clack! Jerith missed, and I am safe-guarded in this aclove of sorts. I have to remove his advantage. Not the rifle but his ego. Jerith in all the years of work we have had, has never been hit. Time to change that. I reach around the corner and let Able find me a path. 3 shots of blind fire and I know I need to move. Jerith is positioning. And he is firing again.
He never was a good shot but he has hit me once. These 3 shots go wide. I move blindly. Shit we are both staring at each other on the stage about 30 feet apart. I hadn't expected him to stay on the stage, but then again...he is a showman. Theres no audience here. God is not watching this fight. Positions... didn't think about mine. Jerith's gun is not even pointed at me. Its pointed upwards, and both Kane and Able are trained on him. Staring him down.
He fires the rifle, I react and shoot at his weapon. The vision is beautiful and then its a disaster. The gun flies from his hands and Able's bullet finds his right shoulder... but what was he aiming at? Time is up. The staind glass comes falling fast and it catches my arms and suddenly Kane and Able are sliding forward to the ground. I roll backwards. Not what I wanted. I'm bleeding bad from the glass and I have no weapon on me. Meanwhile Jerith is clutching his shoulder and his rifle is away from him.
Chess has now become checkers. And we are moving. He dives to his right and I dive to mine. I find Able and he finds Kane. How fitting. Kane overthrew his brother in the bible story and Able dies. We scramble to our feet. Both guns raised at each others face. Now is the time we find out whether or not I bury my past, or my past buries me.
And here we are both staring the down the tunnels that will show us our futures. Now comes the moment of claivoyance. The guns open their eyes and the vision is astounding. But wait...whose vision is this? My future, his future, or our future?
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