^ _sparkyintheforest_ 's reaction to the last chapter. Her fury carried on for quite a while. Hilarious, actually. (Although at the time I feared for my life)
Anyway, here's to many more furious reactions!
The criminal network was slowly falling apart. A lot of my effort was invested into keeping Seb off drugs, and making him go out into the world.
We went freelance.
But, unfortunately, Moriarty's stunt had hit the newspapers, and it had been difficult keeping our names out of it.
We attracted some unwanted attention. Attention from a person whom we had thought had been dead for almost ten years.
..
There was a knock on the door. Seb had had a bit too much to drink, so I answered it.
"Yes..." I said, looking at the young man in front of me. Recognising features such as his nose, his eyes, his hair colour. The way he held himself.
He had the same nose as Seb and I, his eyes were the same as mine, his hair practically the same as Seb's. He stood in the same way as Seb did when he was about to do something important, but was trying to look relaxed.
It can't be. He can't be..
"Edward?" I whispered.
Tell me this isn't Eddie, please, for the love of god, tell me it isn't him.
"Kirsty. You look... older." he said.
"Of course I do." I said "It's been almost a decade."
"You still have the same attitude." my brother observed. "Anyway, it's not you I'm here to see. Where's Sebastian?"
"I heard my name?" Seb said, standing next to me. He stopped short, and dropped the hip flask on the floor out of shock. "Eddie? You... You can't be.. You.. You died!"
We had spent the last few years thinking that he had been shot that day- the day when our parents had been shot.
"I was shot, yes, but I didn't die. As soon as I was released from hospital, I was placed into foster care. I've been looking for you ever since. You had our parents killed." he spat at Seb. "It's just like you, fag."
"I had nothing to do with it, I promise." Seb said truthfully.
Edward pulled out a gun, and aimed at Seb. "I've come to return the favour." he said, hands shaking slightly as he held the firearm. He had probably never held a gun before in his life.
"Eddie. Hand me the gun, okay?" Seb said kindly. Too calm for his situation. "Eddie. Just please put it down." he said gently, like he was talking to his younger brother, rather than the man who had the power to kill him. Unfortunately, both scenarios were correct.
"God forgive me for what I am about to do." Edward muttered, pulling the trigger.
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The Heart of a Sniper (MorMor)
Fanfiction"This is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head" Sebastian Moran is a criminal. A sniper for one of the worst criminals in the world. Jim Moriarty. He only has two weaknesses. His little sister Kirsty, a fellow sharp shooter, is one...
