I run out of the building to try and find the other Metas , but they are long gone. The sun has just risen over San Francisco making the buildings have a beautiful glow to them, especially on a dark day like this. I run down the street with no thought of stopping. I hear the police cars behind me, showing up at the warehouse where i had killed the girl. She didn't look to be any older than me. what still haunts me is Georges look of disapproval when i killed her. she didn't even have control of herself... and I ended her life. What kind of person am I? Am I the person who helps the world, or ends it in the process.
I keep running. I turn a corner and find a little boy, one that I recognize from the camp. He was weeping In an ally way, all alone and help less. I run to him to see if he is okay.
"Hey," i say calm and sweet to the little boy,"are you okay?"He doesn't answer. He turns to see me, then continues to weep. I look and see that his arm is bloody and scratched. " Hey, your arm is hurt. Do you want me to help?" I ask him. All he does is scoot my way and hand me his arm. he has 3 deep scratches in his left arm. " Oh, that's not so bad," i say trying to make him feel better. "Now can you tell me your name?" I ask him trying to be friendly.
"Josh." he says in a quiet voice.
"Josh. I like that name." I say as i find a handkerchief and some alcohol to wash it off. " How old are you Josh?" I ask as I wash the handkerchief.
"Nine."He answers, a bit louder than the last time he talked, but still a bit quiet.
" Nine," I say in surprised voice."Wow. Your a big boy aren't ya?" I say. all he did was nod his head at my comment. I finished cleaning the cloth, now i have to clean his arm.
"OK. now let me see your arm. Now this will hurt, can you be the big boy you are and hold it in for me?" I ask, he just nods and grimaces as I pour some of the alcohol on his arm. he looks back at his arm after, and is surprised it didn't hurt more. " See. didn't hurt that bad, right?" i say to him, again he nods. "OK, this might sting too, but it will stop really soon, okay?" i say, and again, he nods. I wrap the handkerchief around his arm and he doesn't seem to notice how tight it is.
"Thank you," he says in a quiet voice and stares at me with the most innocent eyes I have ever seen. He didn't deserve any of this. This life, the raid, event the cuts, he never deserved. I did. I caused this. He probably followed me, I just don't know how. Now, I need to focus on protecting this kid.
I hear the sirens of the police cars in the distance, getting closer and closer. "Hey, we need to go." I tell Josh. i walk over and pick up the kid, he is lighter than i expected. I have him hold on to my back as i run out of the ally and to my left away from the sirens. The area is in chaos from the attack and the sound of gun fire. i keep running and the kid just hangs on no matter what. I run around a corner, but there is a cop car, with three police officers, waiting for me.
"Put the kid down and put your hands in the air! Now!" A cop, using the driver side door as a shield. I Put Josh down and tell him it will be OK, but that doesn't calm him. I put my hand on my head and let them walk towards me. That's when it gets ugly.
The first man grabs my left arm to cuff it, but i cover my hand in spikes and punched him, knocking him out cold. The next two officers just keep their gun pinned on me. I have both of my arms and back now covered in spikes. one of them shoots, but i deflect the bullet, making it hit a nearby wall. I run over to the cop that fired, deflecting the bullets as I go. I hit him with the spikes and he goes down bleeding. Now I only have one man left.
He ran over to the kid and put a gun to his head. "Let me go, or the kid will die." he tells me. This just makes me more angry.
"You work for Sentinel, don't you?" I ask already with big suspicions of the answer.
"Why does that matter? Let me go or the blood of this kid will be on your hands." He threatens. Behind him, I see people record this on their cell phones. This is my time to win. I start to walk towards him, but stop when he cocks the gun."Not another step!" he yells at me. At that moment, i remember why I know the kid.
"Hey Josh. I think you know what to do." I say, and he grins. His hand get red hot burning the police officer. i run over and put one of my blades to his neck. "If you ever threaten a kid again i will know and you will not live to see the day after that. You understand what i'm telling you?" I ask, he just nods. His eyes are wide with fear and sweating like crazy.
I let him go and he runs out of the ally. I walk over and grab one of the cell phones. "This is the new world. Get used to it." I say and throw the phone. I walk over grab the kid, put him on my back, and run out of the ally.
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Razor (Razor Series:1)
Ciencia FicciónWhen a nineteen year old boy learns he can absorb metal and shoot it out in deadly shards, his life is changed for the worst. In a world full of Meta humans, or superpowers, he has to survive deadly assassins, an evil organization, and even other M...