Good bye, bitch!
BANG!
The second invisible shot. the training I pacticed so whole-heartedly finally paid off. The bullet directly plunged into his right eye. It was impossible to avoid with a fixed trajectory within two meters range.
Even for a reaction train awakener. The bullet is just too fast compare to the reaction.
"The first shot was a feint, you idiot." I wheezed, my voice barely a whisper. "Where is the grin now? HAHAHA!"
His body crashed hard onto the concrete, twitching violently before going completely still.
A dark red pool began to widen beneath his face, exactly like Mark's corpse earlier, minus the fountain spraying from the neck. I could clearly see the blood flowing out from his right eye socket.
My first kill. I had taken a person life. Any second later, or if my shot missed, it would be me who was laying on the ground now.
I took my deep breath, looking up at the night sky above. This is life. Even I couldn't even feel the chilling night amymore. I was completely devoid of feeling.
The guilt, the relief, the anger, the pain. I had lost all of it a second ago. What was left was loneliness. Under the vast sky. I had absolutely nothing. No money. No family. No friends. It was just me and the night sky.
I stood there motionlessly. Frozen. Feeling every throbbing pain radiating all over my body. When I look at the front, the three member finally done with their respective enemiy.
I watched them fall one by one. One died from a brutal stab straight to the heart, another lost his head completely to a heavy machete stroke, and the last one collapsed with a combat knife driven deep into the side of his neck.
All of them died a dog's death. This is reality. You kill, or you get killed. What else can I say?
I force my painful body to move closer to the three of them. Seeing the corpse up close. My mind instantly drifted back to Mark's bursting head again. But it was easier to move this time. There was no nausea, no sudden dizziness also. I had already seen too many corpses tonight.
Maybe I was just getting used to it already?
Used to, huh? in my twenty-six years. I had never dreamed of seeing anyone die right before my eyes, let alone killing one myself. Such an irony.
Step by step. the movement was heavy and agonizing. With each muscle I forced to move, a violent spasm of pain keep tearing me. With all the bleeding, every single step I took stained the gray concrete floor with my own blood. And with each step, my view gradually darkened.
It wasn't until I was close enough to them that I lean my self to the thick concrete wall with my back against it.
"How is it? Is it over?" I asked them while taking my breath while leaning against the wall.
"All clear. And newbe... you are really something, huh? Can't imagine you actually took one down yourself" The man closest give me his praise. But a praise in this situation didn't make me feel a bit. It just felt hollow.
"It was luck, I thought I was gonna die my self. You can see how much I'm bleeding right now." While closing my eyes, I respond to him tiredly.
"The name's Agus. We'll be working well together in the future." He extended a hand for a handshake. Please, not right now, buddy, I really can't move a single muscle now,
"Ah, It was Edgar. I apologize... but you see, it's hard to even twitch a finger right now. Hope you understand."
"I get it. It was your first real battle, after all. Let me help you out a little. Brace yourself, though—it definately going to sting." He said that while walking closer to me
He walked over, kneeling beside me. I forced my eyes open and saw him pulling out a combat knife and a small bottle filled with a strange liquid. I had no idea what it was for.
Alcohol, perhaps?
"Sit down against the wall, I need to stop the bleeding first." I follow his instruction. Lowering my body and hit the concrete with my butt. uughh it hurt.. Everything jolted my nerve.
"Alright, now grit your teeth. his is going to be a nightmare."
He cut ripped the fabric of my trousers with the knife, exposing both of my legs. Folded a few times and twisting it, and he shoved it into my mouth. I bit down on it instinctively.
"Rudy, Hold him down," Agus muttered, his voice dead of any warmth. with his eyes focus at my right foot.
Suddenly, the one called Rudy holding my shoulders tightly, pinning me to the wall behind.
I knew or I could guess on what they were planning to do. But still, imagining the bullets being extracted with only a knife without an anesthesia? For God's sake.
"Don't bite your tongue off," Agus whisper to me. I clamped my jaw hard, As hard as i could get. Shut my eyes off. The taste of sweat and blood filling my mouth.
Flick.
He rolled his lighter, running the flame slowly along the dark steel knife to sterilize it. Untill the metal glowed faintly red in the dark.
"First one," he whispered.
He slid the tip of the knife directly into the bullet hole.
My vision went completely white. A shriek tore from my throat, choked back only by the strap I bited. I could feel the cold metal of the knife sliding against my muscle, toring, searching.
The sensation of the knife twisting inside my foot was worse than getting shot in the first place.
My body that has lost its strenght back then suddenly feel with energy. My muscle jolted uncontrollably. It hurt like hell..
Clink. The knife tip hit the bullet inside
Agus angled the blade, using the flat side of the knife to push the bullet upward. My leg jerked violently, but Rudy held me down so firmly.
This was hell, definately. It was then untill she popped the flattened bullet out of the hole. the bullet hit the concrete floor with a clink sound after that.
The pain subsided a little, and again. I can't hold out my pee. The liquid just pool over where I sat. And wetting my trousers.
But without care and as if he was a professional doctor. Agus letting me know with his voice.
"One," Agus said, wiping his bloody fingers on his shirt. He didn't pause. he moved his hand up to my right thigh.
"This one is deep. It's sitting right against the bone. Rudy, hold him tighter." This is worst. Worst...
Rudy leaned his full body weight onto me with his both hands keep gripping my wounded shoulder. I couldn't even draw enough air to scream this time.
Agus slide the blade into my thigh. I felt the knife grind against the bone. My mind a drift elsewhere. The pain was so intense, so overwhelming, that my brain couldn't process it anymore.
I could see the fireflies in my eyes, squirming, dancing. My fingers clawing uselessly at the concrete below, digging into the hard floor until my fingernails cracked. Just to minimize the pain. even a little is enough.
He dug deeper, his fingers smeared with my blood as he hooked the second bullet and dragged it out of the torn muscle.
"Two," he muttered, his voice seems angelic in my ear. I already has Nina as the Goddes. I shouldn't take him as an angel too, right?
He didn't waste a second. He moved left to my left thigh, where the third bullet had wedged itself inside the tendon.
"Ed. Stay with me," He commanded, his voice firm and steady.
The knife sliced through the flesh. He jammed the knife in, twisting it to dislodge the bullet caught near the bone. My nervous system finally short-circuiting from the pain. It was when the tip of the knife touching the bone.
My body spasm so intensely, I stared blankly up at the dark sky. But all I could see was white. There is no sound left coming through my ears. And untill then, everything went dark...
Until..
Tssssssss...
"FUCKKK!!" I suddenly wake up from my blackout. "What the fuck!?, what the fuck is happening!?"
I look below, exactly at my left foot. I could see the faint smoke radiated through the red knife. Sizzling sound could be heard clearly.
What now? Am I becoming a damn steak?
"Just bite, Ed, This is the last." With the soothing voice coming from Rudy beside me. I nodded. But just because I nodded doesn't mean the pain was gone.
Imagine your muscle forcefully grilled with a red-hot, lava like knife? Can't you imagine it? If you can't, JUST FUCK OFF!!
I bit down, holding my screams inside until the sizzling sound finally died out. Only then did I spit the mangled piece of fabric out of my mouth, letting out a low, ragged groan. Just a little to keep myself sane.
Once I adapted to the pain, I looked up at the two people who just illegally performed an emergency surgeon on meout of no where.
"Did I survive? I want to go back home..." I wheezed, I begged them to bring me back home. I was tired, I was in so much pain. I can't do this anymore. Please...
"Yes, you at least retain your life. For now, that is." Agus look at me with worry written all over his face.
"This was my last. I'm going to inject a painkiller into you so you can keep your consciousness. The battle isn't over yet, Ed" After saying that, He injected exactly at my neck. The painkiller.
I even didn't have the strenght to respond to that injection anymore. I just sat here, leaning on the wall.
Ahead of me, I could see the battle ahead, the remaining two giants were holding their ground with countless sharp wound on their body. Even the blood soaked through their uniform clearly visible from this range. Just how much blood they bleed.
Near the giants, I could see the one lifeless body laying on the floor, mangle. It was brutal seeing the corpse being hit by the sheer power of the giant. Sheeshh.. So five bullets hosted inside your body considered as a light wound now, huh?
Up front I could see my squad leader, Prisma, still trading blow with another enemy's giant. But to tell you the truth. The enemy seemed hopeless. His right hand ripped and blood splurted continuesly. I guess we're finally winning this battle. Time to get home.
But wait... where were Nina and Joel? They were nowhere to be seen. Don't tell me!?
"Ed, you'll be here alone, now. We need to back up the rest. Hold your ground, and run if you spot the enemy" I watched Agus leave with Rudy, Two of them. Hoo.. I guess the third one already join the battle ahead while I lose my consciousness.
Wavelenght detection.
I need to look for Nina, Where is she?
Ping!.. Three people transmitting high beta brainwave.
There they are! still at the far right where I found three corpse laying cold. Joel seems to handle it well.
And now both of them keep trading blow with one person. The only one left, an awakener. And the other one already laying cold near them. Just a bit more untill they finished.
And true to my guess, Nina appeared behind the enemy thrusting her blade at the enemies neck. But she failed, the blade seems grazing his neck, just enough to not slit his throat deeper.
I saw the enemis running while holding his neck with his right hand. From the trajectory, He wants to regroup with the rest of his team.
But as he ran from the far right toward the middle, his eyes scanned the courtyard cautiously.
Then, as he drew closer to the center, his gaze locked directly to the wall. Our eyes locked.
Oh no..
I couldn't move. let alone run. Why the hell did Agus and Rudy have to leave me sitting out here completely alone?
Shitt. I saw him altered his running trajectory a bit. He pulled his gun with his left hand while the other still covering the wound on his neck.
With his eyes locked at me, and the muzzle pointing straight at my head. I knew I was a target bullseye. A sitting duck.
And then...
BANG!!
He pulled the trigger, and the bullet came tearing straight for my face.