KI Chapter 15
Think, Killer, think!
I only had a dagger to match with a weapon specialist who snatched the rogue rank of mine, and the odds were not in my favour.
As I edged to the side slowly, my body inclining towards the wall on the right, I considered his previous words with growing dread.
My previous years with the rogues came swelling up, crying for me to wake up, turn back and glaze at the loyalty, joy and pride I had in the rag-tag team of hackers. A sense of nostalgia hit me again, ringing my head with that resounding shrill.
Do I now call them enemies…or friends?
They were fighting against all odds for freedom and their own right.
They were doing it for their own good cause.
They attacked for a living.
From their hearts alone,
They were always right.
I faltered, my eyes falling onto the ground.
Who do I trust?
The light, or the shadow?
Compared to the few days with the ops crew I spent 5 long years with the latter.
Admittedly, they were a safer choice to pick.
But throwing in the newly-uncovered brotherhood and my new identity it was a tough battle of loyalty vs. redemption.
Gritting my teeth I asked him one question.
"You…why did you joined?"
Mock surprise, then a sinister grin greeted me.
"Revenge!" He hooted, eyes dangerously piercing the soul.
I thought even harder.
Revenge, sweet sweet revenge.
The thing that drove me on to survive.
To spite the one that tried to kill me.
"You did know that Souris was simply a test?"
His words caught me like a deer trapped in headlights. My mouth fell open.
"No?" Dark murmured, then drew out his weapon of choice, a already-loaded machine gun with a sling belt.
It crashed upon me.
"A test…to see if you were strong enough…"
The words was carried by the soft night wind to my ears.
"This…this was all set up!" I howled, narrowing my eyes into red slits.
Screaming in rage, I flashed my dagger.
"You get it don't you?"Dark mumbled again, this time stepping to the side to reveal Inferno and Death handling their enemies with great difficulty. The dagger trembled.
I followed my instincts.
I lunged at him, the dagger slashed in a wide arc like a vorpal blade.
A stunned awaited nothing but the erupting pain of fury.
Like a lunatic I began hacking the dagger at him, sharply jabbing as I did. The gun was eradicated, taken and posed at his heart point. The still dagger was pressed against his jugular vein, sopping his motion and threatening a quick instant death.
"I refuse." I growled, then my finger moved to the trigger.
"You accepted…already…bwahahahaha!" Ending his speech with a burst of laughter he sank his teeth into my neck.
Wait, the syringe beneath the teeth…
Suspending my shoulder stiffened, but I didn't let go. The rogue tattoo hidden at the neckline was throbbing again, a reconfirming of my "return".
"Welcome back, Killer."
I tried to fight against the effect, but it was evident. My senses were firing, and old instincts were re-surfacing.
I needed a miracle.
My arm rebelled, however, and removed both the gun and knife from him.
I willed the rest of me to stand and ignore the hacking codes searing past my vision. It was a losing battle of my will versus my body.
I needed a miracle.
My gun whipped towards Inferno, eyes blazing.
KIll, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill-
Suddenly soothing clicked in my mind, and I glimpsed Death running towards me, holding a drawn raptor sword.
I closed my eyes, feeling the familiar stir of adrenaline for the kill.
I opened my eyes.
I looked down.
I felt the world crash into me.
I swayed and collapsed against the wall.
I turned to stare at Death's expressionless face.
It was plunged into my chest.
Everything exploded in sparks.