Signs of the past - Ash Lynx x Reader

Chapter 15

Your POV:
Once early morning had come, I woke to the sound of bullets being fired. I saw Eiji wake as well but I told him it was just Ash and that he could go back to sleep. What I didn't expect to see was Kimora and Shorter snuggled up together in the bed. It was cute and I was gonna get them back for that later on.

"Damn. You really are a good shot." I say.

"Did I wake you?" He asked me.

"Nah. I just woke up." I said, giggling slightly.

"What's so funny?" Ash asks.

"Oh, nothing. Just that I saw Kimora and Shorter snuggled up together." I reply.

"Huh. I didn't expect that." Ash shrugged.

"Where'd you learn to shoot like that?" I asked.

"It's nothing special. I'm rusty, I missed a bottle." Ash replied.

"It's so far though!" I point out.

"I mean, you could be rusty because of your injury. You never know." I shrug.

"It's just a scratch." Ash replied, aiming his gun.

"I knew you'd say that." I sighed.

He shot at the lost bottle and smashed it. He really was a sharpshooter. But then again, I specialised in snipers and knives. I'm not used to using pistols.

"If that were a different gun, I'd have been able to do that." I add.

"What do you mean?" Ash asks, turning around to face me.

"I meant, I specialise in sniper rifles and knives. Guns like yours aren't exactly my specialty." I say, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Have you ever used one before?" Ash asked.

"Once or twice. But those were emergencies." I say.

"Ah fuck it. Let me try." I say, pulling out my own gun from my waistband.

"I thought you only used them in emergencies." Ash remarked.

"I do. But I still carry it with me anyway." I say, lining the gun up with the last remaining bottle.

"Wait, let me try going further back." I say, stepping back a little.

"You're gonna shoot from there?" Ash remarked, looking at me.

"Can't hurt to try." I say, lining the gun back up with the bottle.

Once I'd lined it up as correct as I could, I shot the gun. Hitting the bottle right in the middle. Causing it to shatter everywhere along the grass.

"I'll be honest, I didn't actually expect you to make that shot. No wonder people assumed you were a dude." Ash commented.

"What are you implying?" I pout.

"I'm just saying you're quite the sharpshooter. Normal people couldn't make that shot from so far away." Ash commented.

"Well you should see me with a sniper rifle." I chuckle.

"You must have had some sort of training to be able to shoot like that." Ash continued.

"I guess you could say that." I say, darting my head to the left.

"Your parents aren't doctor's, are they?" Ash asked.

"No... they're not..." I reply.

"Let me guess, mercenaries? I'd heard rumours of two mercenaries in New York who disappeared." Ash asked.