[Save Yourself, My Darling]
Male oc x fem! Oc
Star Trek reboot
Cover by bayports
Gold Winner for Phoenix Awards
Book 1 in the TO THE STARS AND BEYOND SERIES
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—|you're somebody else|—
The soggy ground buried underneath the inserts of his boots as he held his gun high on his shoulder. The wind rustled the evergreen bushels of leaves constructed as a shield around his body. The evening moon cast and eerie shadow against his dark skins onto to the branches of the tall tree.
Not even a sound peeped out of his body. It was dead silent all around him, except for him hearing his own self breathing. His eyes scanning the large area of forests covering the sodden and saturated landscape of the planet.
He'd been running minutes ago to hide away from the target. The other members in the mission had tracked the individual countless seconds ago. Trying to bring the danger into the trap that's be spring by him.
The metallic toxin meant to kill off the individual had been snapped into the socket of his gun. Battered from fighting and bleeding from his injuries that lined his body, Mason was ready to head back home. He was ready to take out the danger once and for all.
A tree twig snapped a little bit ahead of him, causing him to cock his gun towards the noise.
He watched a figure fumble across the leaves, his footsteps uneven. He was dragging behind a leg while the other struggled to walk. Leaves crumbling underneath each step he took, until he froze looking a round to make sure he was safe.
"I know you're there!" The figure shouted, completely petrified.
Oh, and that didn't even scare Mason.
That was what was special about this individual. He had the heightened sense in his body that he could sense if there was someone else there. He couldn't see them, but that would mean he was fully aware he could die.
Other special abilities being controlling air and oxygen. And if Mason wasn't too careful about being quiet, he could end up losing all air around him. But he knew every consequence like the back of his hand.
"I know you do," Mason huffed before lowering his gun, looking through the eyeglass.
He watched every careless turn the person moved to try and find him. With a different type of poison having been shot into his dragging leg by one of his teammates, it shouldn't be too hard to pull the trigger. He'd done this same exact task thousands of times.
The individual had no idea of the toxin about to be shot into his neck. He knew the exact point and waited with bated breath. Awaiting for the individual to stop for even a split second to finally pull the trigger.
The figure aligned with his shot, signaling him to fire.
The sharpened pointed bullet, plunged downward, launching into the individuals neck. A sharp scream ignited, rattling the branches surrounding Mason. The force sending leaves rising upward before sharply shattering into little shards.
