The Ice Cold Sniper V2

Death Guns?

Kirito's POV
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I run with the prime Death Gun right behind me. I have the Black Star in my hand and I jump and grab onto the ladder I went on the other day. But this time I'm being hunted.

I jump the same gaps and run the the same distances as the other day. If I stop I die. If I keep going I get trapped and die. No I can jump off. Or I can at least try to get to the other side. After that I go to a place they wouldn't expect me to go...IHop...

I find that jump where I broke my arm and jump. I am able to grab the other side with my good arm and almost fall. Death Guns group is on the other building but they all have guns. One fires and it hits my back. "AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!" I am so close to falling when someone grabs my arm and pulls me up. I am surprised to see Asuna in front of me.

"Thanks Asuna." I say to her. "But we need to get out of here now!" Once she gets me home I sneak into my room hoping mom doesn't see my back. I lay there for an hour thinking about where they are moving to for their bad of operations. Tomorrow I will search the place again and I'm sure they won't be there.

I fall asleep and not nightmares come with Death Gun. I'm in a space that's just pitch black. I try to move but I'm frozen then I hear Death Gun laugh behind me and I am able to move only to turn back. He has the type 54 black star pointed at my head. Would I be able to survive another bullet in my head? Of course not, that was a one time thing.
He fires and I wake up screaming. "I am going to kill you for what you did to Sugu." I whisper to myself. Just like I did to those 2 Laughing Coffin members. I go to school the next day but of course don't listen. After school I get on my back and with the black star in hand open the door of Death.

I search the room where the group was having their meeting. Then the last door to open is the closet door. I open the door but can't believe my eyes. The closet was bigger than the room itself but that's not what caught my eye.

There were no less than 30 bodies in the closet and all hanging by a rope on the neck.