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BANG!
Bouncing from the floor, right to his head, the bullet got blocked in one swift move by the lightsaber.
"AH, I SEE! The filthy, shit-scented demon dares to call me, ME, CREEPY!?"
"I'm not a demon." I corrected, a bit lamely.
BANG!
Again, the shot got blocked by the lightsaber.
"Huuuhhh? What's that I hear, not a demon? THEN WHY IS IT THAT YOU REEK!? YOU REEK, REEK, REEK OF A HERETIC!"
Shit.
With those words, the killer threw himself again in a mad dash, right at me with his shining white lightsaber at the ready.
I didn't bother shooting again, instead opting for the nice option of running out the door.
"YES, YES, RUN, FUCKER! I'll make sure to put a FUCKING HOLE on your OWN shoulder! SEE IF YOU LIKE IT THAT WAY!"
Now out of the house, I turned around to see the self-proclaimed exorcist still hot on my tail, dragging himself at great speeds to me.
I planned a trajectory for three bullets ricocheting from the house, right into his back. As he dragged his frame out of the doorway, I shot thrice.
BA-BA-BANG!
"STOP THAT!"
To my horror, the three bullets, all with different routes and trajectories, got swiftly deleted by the exorcist with his sword in a maneuver that I would call highly impressive if it wasn't for the fact that he was a crazy asshole.
After that, we both paused on our tracks, staring at each other.
…
Well, now I was a bit fucked, wasn't I?
The exorcist seemed to get the same idea, since his face twisted into a sick, self-satisfied grin.
"Oh? Oooohhh? Is that all? Am I supposed to be impressed with your little toy, your little tricks? Would you like me to 'ooh' and 'aah' in surprise for you? Would you like a round of FUCKING APPLAUSE!?"
He charged again, and I had fuck all ideas.
Welp, at least I'm immortal, right? Long live the Darksign!
I aimed the gun at him again, out of token resistance more than anything. In my head, a plan for how to reach my Bloodstain once I got resurrected was taking form. I had more or less given up.
"That fucking THING! FIRST, I'LL MAKE SURE YOU NEVER USE IT AGAIN!"
As he yelled that, he raised his blade, and threw himself at me again, a furious warcry ripping out of his throat.
It was pretty obvious what he was going to do, he was going for my right hand, the one holding the gun. It was so telegraphed that, were my bullets not useless against him now, I could've easily exploited it.
…
And the lightbulb shone.
It happened in less than a second, as much shit does. Before the lightsaber made contact with my arm, right before it got completely cut off, I shot the weapon, as if I was juggling it, into my other hand.
The lightsaber cut through my arm at the elbow, perfectly slicing it.
"HA! THAT'S WHAT YOU-!"
But before he could raise his lightsaber again, now that he was holding it down after his slice, now that he needed to recover to perform another maneuver with his lightsaber, now that he was so, so close to me, so close that I could see all of the unbrushed teeth inside his mouth…
I aimed the M1911 Colt right at his temple, pressing the barrel firmly into it.
For a very, very brief second, just one tiny second, I delighted in the look of horror dawning on the exorcists' eyes as they quickly turned to meet mine.
And as our gazes met, I could see the panic, the fear, the realization of how badly he fucked up, the realization that he had no way of turning this around.
I gave him a grin.
The exorcist turned his he-
BANG!
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Right between his forehead, the bullet went through, piercing his meat and skull, cleanly entering his frontal lobe.
The impact of the bullet sent him back, dropping his lightsaber to the ground, him falling soon after on his back as his forehead began to bleed profusely all over the front garden.
The exorcist was done.
As soon as he fell down, I let out a huge, deep breath.
"Jesus fuck, that was close."
Sure, I would've revived eventually, but it still would've sucked.
Simply glad that this whole shitshow was over, I ran my hand through my face, trying to-
…I ran my hand through my face.
…
Slowly, I looked at my right arm, very distinctly missing everything from the elbow forward. E.E then easily spotted where the missing half laid on the floor, discarded like trash.
…Oh, so this is how heavy amounts of adrenaline felt. Huh, funny that, not even E.E had realized I had no arm.
…
Now that I came to terms with the current situation, the pain arrived.
"FUCK!"
I fell to my knees and tried to hold my stump, quickly letting go once I realized it hurt more to even touch it.
"You exorcist piece of shit! Holy fuck, this hurts!"
Being unable to even touch the damn thing, I just tried to stay still and took deep breaths. The pain didn't alleviate in the slightest, but it was the thought that counted.
Thankfully (if there was anything to even thank in this whole shitshow) it seemed as though that lightsaber was hot enough to cauterize the wound the second it got made, meaning that I wasn't at risk of dying from hemorrhage.
I was just missing half-an arm. No biggie.
I closed my eyes in pain, which brought no reprieve since my senses were still afflicted by E.E. Goddamnit! Why the fuck did I even try this picking a fight here!? It sure as hell wasn't a sense of fucking justice! Why the-
Humanity.
The reminder made me still. Right, Humanity! That's what I came here for!
…Wait, why didn't I gather anything from killing this fucker?
I quickly checked the exorcists' corpse with E.E and… oh for fuck's sake.
No way this asshole's still alive.
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