Lilith saw Matt out of the corner of her eye before dodging yet another bullet. She slashed at Devon, but to no avail. They both had only been able to slightly damage each other. Lilith was getting tired, and Devon was running out of bullets. They were tied. Matt could be the edge Devon needed to win.
"Matt! Get out of here!" Lilith cried. Devon turned to look at Matt, and smiled. Devon pointed the gun at Matt.
"Put the weapon down, Lilith." he said coldly. "Or else your friend gets a bullet in his brain." Suddenly, Matt grinned. Then, he began laughing. Dr. Devon also grinned. "Your dear Matt has gone insane," he said. Then Matt said,
"Try to shoot me," Matt said in a taunt. Dr. Devon attempted to shoot him only to realize his gun was empty. "How did you-"
"Well since you asked so nicely..." , Matt said sarcastically,
"Your gun is a type of pistol only used for close combat in ambushes, I can tell because of the trademark logo found on the barrel, and ambushes that this gun is used in are short and quick, therefore needing few bullets. So the gun was made to conserve space by having less bullet space. So the moral of the story is... know your guns,"
Devon laughed.
"You think I don't know my guns? Well think again.
This gun was only for emergencies. I always carry a few extra bullets with me. While you were lecturing me, I was loading my gun.
Who's the smart one now?" Devon held the gun up at Matt, and pulled the trigger.
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The Synthetic Highschool
Science FictionThis is a group project that I wrote with my friend two years ago! I have really fond memories of this project, and wanted to share it with you all! Will gradually be adding in all the chapters! If you like a certain charater's dialogue, tell me in...
