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Force Majeure: Part 2 - Grave Digger by Zachary Reese
Page 4 of 4 Kitsune dodged behind a large tomb of sorts, tossing the empty clips of his
guns to the ground and shoving two more into both pistols.
Before he
could move, though, a man he shot in the arm came up right behind him, wrapping
his arms around his neck, trying his best to choke him to death. Desperately
gasping for breath, Kitsune remembered the switchblade he had in his pocket.
Snatching it from its hiding spot, he shoved the blade back deep into the other
man's side. The man screamed in bloody horror, holding the handle of the blade
as he tried to pull it out. As he did, however, it only made the blood flow
quicker. Grabbing his pistol, Kitsune held the barrel of the gun right against
the forehead of the other man, sending a bullet right through it. Blood flew
everywhere as the man's head was blown back against the wall, leaving a trail
as he slumped to the ground.
Kitsune quickly grabbed the bloody
switchblade off of the ground, stuffing it back into his pocket as ran out from
his hiding spot, diving to the side as he started firing at the other two men
who were still trying to sneak up to him. They quickly brought up their pistols
to shoot at him, but he managed to get one of them right in the heart, the man
falling to the ground, dead. The other man proved to be a little smarter than
the others, hiding behind a tombstone as well. Both of them reloaded, checking
around the edges of their hiding places to see if they can find the other. Both
of their eyes locked as hatred began to boil in Kitsune's emotions. He quickly
stood up, as well did the man, both of them running sideways with each other,
shooting all of the bullets in their clips. They both quickly ducked behind
another set of tombstones. Kitsune began to reload, but all of the clips on him
were out of bullets. He then realized that all the rest of his bullets was back
in his suitcase, still where the pile of dead bodies once were. Cursing under
his breath for his own stupidity, he shoved his pistols back into his pockets.
Looking around for something to use. Finally, he noticed the same shovel had
had used to dig. Reaching out to grab it, a bullet shot into the ground where
his hand was. Looking back, he saw the other man start to stand up. After
discovering that he had no more bullets, he began to run towards Kitsune.
Before he could reach his hiding spot, Kitsune grabbed the shovel as quick as
he could, standing up and shoving the blade deep into the man's unguarded
torso, going until he heard it hit bone. The man held the shovel with one hand,
the pistol with the other, as he cried out in agony, a look of sheer terror in
his face as he fell back onto the ground.
Kitsune released the shovel
from his grip. Leaning down, he grabbed the pistol from the other man’s hands,
pulling out the clip to see if any more bullets were in it. Shoving it back in,
he aimed at the man's head, unloading two bullets into his head, just in case.
Walking around, he picked up the guns of the other men and took whatever ammo
they had on them. He walked out of the cemetery, grabbing his suitcase,
reloading whatever guns he had in his coat for just such an emergency. Gripping
the handle of the suitcase and making sure his sword was locked on his back, he
walked out of the town without looking back, making his way North to Aries.
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