I wrote this in parts in my war chat to entertain one of my teammates. I decided that ill post it on here. I'm going to do one every night now I guess.
A Bullet in the Chamber
Chapter One: Things Fall Apart
So once upon a time, in the magical underground system known as the cartel, a pair of twins were born to its leader at the time.
The leader's name was Diablo.
He was foreign. Nobody really knew exactly where he's from, although some theories are more believable. His lover who bore his twins died in childbirth. A little piece of Diablo died that day. It went down in his mind as his most sorrowful and joyous day.
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times...
A week after childbirth, the father, Diablo, needed to go stop his arch nemesis, the mafia, from ruining one of his warehouses. He had received a new shipment of sports cars. If only he had known the cargo he would lose was so much more important.
After Diablo successfully, as always, thwarted the mafia's evil plot, he returned to his estate to find his men murdered. He ran into his right-hand man.
Well, in reality, it was his right-hand woman, Fox
"It was all a trap!" Shouted Fox as she raced towards him with a bullet wound in her left arm. "They came after the twins!"
The mafia had only gotten to the estate five minutes before. But the damage was already apparent. "Where are my twins!" Yelled Diablo at Fox, whom was beginning to lose her cool for the second time in her life. " I ... I think... I don't know" she stuttered.
He raced through his own breached fortress, rushing past the injured men, glimpsing the once-was quotidian household in disarray. He had left his prized gun, El Aguila, in his bullet-proof car by mistake. A mistake which haunted him for the rest of his life.
"Gun. Now." Diablo ordered with a voice, so quiet, so... frightening, Fox got goosebumps while trying to keep up with Diablo.
Cesar from across the room tossed his 357 Magnum at Diablo from across the room. Diablo caught it without looking, without breaking his seamless stride.
Diablo glanced at how many bullets were in the gun. There was only one in the chamber.
At the staircase, Diablo ordered Mia to go search the upper floors. Fox decided to support Diablo even though she couldn't be of any real assistance with her wound.
It was a decision that Fox regretted for the rest of her life.
Diablo reached the back of his estate. There, two mafia men were each running off with one of the twins. Fox was too injured to shoot them with precision.
Even Cesar was terrified by the thought of shooting one of Diablo's kin. Diablo had to take the shot.
Diablo had to take the shot now. There was only one in the chamber.
He was going to have to choose which twin to save: which twin he would have to give up, that he may lose forever.
There was only one in the chamber...
*Bang* Went the sound of Blink's gun. The next second Mia was put in a bag and transported by others in Blink's unit to the rooftop, where their helicopter was incognito.
*Bang* Diablo shot while running- running with all his might, all his soul, at the mafia man he didn't shoot. He didn't even look at the other mafia henchman when he shot. He knew that he would hit his target.
He ran as fast as he could. His name was John. This was his first assignment for the mafia. His heart was in his throat.
Diablo ran with his heart in his throat. He wasn't catching up to the henchman. How could he compete in speed with a man half his age?
Blink reloaded her special pistol, which she had to do per shot ( the design made it extremely accurate at the cost of constant reloading). " get her in the chopper" she told her soldiers " I need to finish the job"
She tossed a new remote-controlled version of the Dragon Syndicate's timed dynamite onto the roof of the mansion.
Tagg was torn at the scene around him. He was on the roof of the car with his sniper scoped in. His conscience screamed at him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the guilt of separating a father from his newborn.
Tagg had one bullet in his sniper. His goal was too take out Diablo- permanently. Tagg was the mafia's most lethal sniper. He had never in all his years missed a shot, or his target for that matter. He had always gotten his assignment done.
*Bang*
The roof of Diablo's mansion, caved in.
Diablo staggered backward, and toppled over. He had been shot in the leg. John reached the car and they began driving away.
" My son!" Diablo howled into the night sky. It was a full moon. Tagg had missed his shot. He had not gotten his task done.
Fox ran to the scene. She shot everything from her two-barrel gun at the armored car to no avail: they were gone.
Blink's squad was long gone. They had taken a hostage as their orders had been.
Their goal had been achieved: the cartel was in ruins. Every person who had helped questioned who they were working for that night.
There was only one in the chamber.
A Bullet in the Chamber
Chapter One: Things Fall Apart
So once upon a time, in the magical underground system known as the cartel, a pair of twins were born to its leader at the time.
The leader's name was Diablo.
He was foreign. Nobody really knew exactly where he's from, although some theories are more believable. His lover who bore his twins died in childbirth. A little piece of Diablo died that day. It went down in his mind as his most sorrowful and joyous day.
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times...
A week after childbirth, the father, Diablo, needed to go stop his arch nemesis, the mafia, from ruining one of his warehouses. He had received a new shipment of sports cars. If only he had known the cargo he would lose was so much more important.
After Diablo successfully, as always, thwarted the mafia's evil plot, he returned to his estate to find his men murdered. He ran into his right-hand man.
Well, in reality, it was his right-hand woman, Fox
"It was all a trap!" Shouted Fox as she raced towards him with a bullet wound in her left arm. "They came after the twins!"
The mafia had only gotten to the estate five minutes before. But the damage was already apparent. "Where are my twins!" Yelled Diablo at Fox, whom was beginning to lose her cool for the second time in her life. " I ... I think... I don't know" she stuttered.
He raced through his own breached fortress, rushing past the injured men, glimpsing the once-was quotidian household in disarray. He had left his prized gun, El Aguila, in his bullet-proof car by mistake. A mistake which haunted him for the rest of his life.
"Gun. Now." Diablo ordered with a voice, so quiet, so... frightening, Fox got goosebumps while trying to keep up with Diablo.
Cesar from across the room tossed his 357 Magnum at Diablo from across the room. Diablo caught it without looking, without breaking his seamless stride.
Diablo glanced at how many bullets were in the gun. There was only one in the chamber.
At the staircase, Diablo ordered Mia to go search the upper floors. Fox decided to support Diablo even though she couldn't be of any real assistance with her wound.
It was a decision that Fox regretted for the rest of her life.
Diablo reached the back of his estate. There, two mafia men were each running off with one of the twins. Fox was too injured to shoot them with precision.
Even Cesar was terrified by the thought of shooting one of Diablo's kin. Diablo had to take the shot.
Diablo had to take the shot now. There was only one in the chamber.
He was going to have to choose which twin to save: which twin he would have to give up, that he may lose forever.
There was only one in the chamber...
*Bang* Went the sound of Blink's gun. The next second Mia was put in a bag and transported by others in Blink's unit to the rooftop, where their helicopter was incognito.
*Bang* Diablo shot while running- running with all his might, all his soul, at the mafia man he didn't shoot. He didn't even look at the other mafia henchman when he shot. He knew that he would hit his target.
He ran as fast as he could. His name was John. This was his first assignment for the mafia. His heart was in his throat.
Diablo ran with his heart in his throat. He wasn't catching up to the henchman. How could he compete in speed with a man half his age?
Blink reloaded her special pistol, which she had to do per shot ( the design made it extremely accurate at the cost of constant reloading). " get her in the chopper" she told her soldiers " I need to finish the job"
She tossed a new remote-controlled version of the Dragon Syndicate's timed dynamite onto the roof of the mansion.
Tagg was torn at the scene around him. He was on the roof of the car with his sniper scoped in. His conscience screamed at him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the guilt of separating a father from his newborn.
Tagg had one bullet in his sniper. His goal was too take out Diablo- permanently. Tagg was the mafia's most lethal sniper. He had never in all his years missed a shot, or his target for that matter. He had always gotten his assignment done.
*Bang*
The roof of Diablo's mansion, caved in.
Diablo staggered backward, and toppled over. He had been shot in the leg. John reached the car and they began driving away.
" My son!" Diablo howled into the night sky. It was a full moon. Tagg had missed his shot. He had not gotten his task done.
Fox ran to the scene. She shot everything from her two-barrel gun at the armored car to no avail: they were gone.
Blink's squad was long gone. They had taken a hostage as their orders had been.
Their goal had been achieved: the cartel was in ruins. Every person who had helped questioned who they were working for that night.
There was only one in the chamber.
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