A Conspiracy

Chapter I

"Hold!" groaned the officer, already distasteful before arrival to the scene. Witnesses dispersed into the brush nearby, fleeing rampantly to avoid interrogation. People feared interrogation, hearing rumours spread of torture. The bravest men refrained from following the posse, several charged the officer ruthlessly.

Officer Harold grabbed his pistol and whipped the nearest aggressor in his jaw. As the pistol swung, the officer pumped bullets towards the general vicinity of the aggressors. Immediately, they darted for cover as they unveiled their weapons. The officer ducked around behind his vehicle as an exchange of gunfire proceeded to engulf the region.

"Need reinforcements!" Officer Harold requested, almost breathless.

Several insurgent's utilized this opportunity to surround the officer. A stray landed in his thigh. Officer Harold tightened in agony, swiveling back to retaliate. The insurgents arm exploded in fragments while he collapsed backward, screaming violently. Another insurgent attempted to grab Officer Harold from behind, however was swung upward and then onto the dirt. The wounded officer spared his ammunition, instead baring a knife of which he lodged into the insurgent's skull.

Overhead, a helicopter appeared. Many insurgents fled into the brush, retreating from the military forces. Officer Harold struggled to stand himself as he observed the devastation that unfolded. "No more!" He pulled his firearm towards the sweat beads dangling from his brow - and fired.