Chapter Five

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CHAPTER FIVE

I knew that if he wasn't on the ship and was feeding me treasure, he was up to something. He wanted me for some reason.

It took me a while to finally get him at arrow point. When he was asleep, I sprayed cold water on him. He woke up to see me pointing my arrow at him.

"I should have broken that." he said in defeat.

"Who are you really?" I asked fiercly.

He sighed and had a depressed look on his face.

"I'm a terrorist. I crashed your ship. I'm supposed to gain your trust but..." his voice trailed off.

I knew he was going to kill me anyway. I don't regret what I did to this day. I'm sure he thought I was weak and he could trick. I'm sure he thought I wouldn't shoot him.

Well, bad luck. I did.

"Robin," I said before I shot. "Name's Robin Surréal. Nice to meet you."

I pulled the arrow back to the max, and almost pitied him at the look on his face. I let go of the string and the arrow flied into his gut. Blood spilled out on his shirt. His face was shocked.

He stayed shocked for a moment, and then his eyes slowly close. He died in a few seconds.

I had enough strengh to get the radio, but the terrorists might be blocking the signal.

I lied down for a few moments, thinking of the situation. I rarely killed people.

Suddenly, a loud alarm blared. I ran outside only to see a giant ship. A man waves to me from the ship. I regognized him almost immediatly. It was James, one of my friends from my training.

It took me a while to realize that he had a worried look on his face. I wondered why.

Then, I realize why.

There was a man in a ski mask next to him, holding a gun pointing to his head.

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