Winter's Beginning(LCT)(Book 1 to The Light City Trilogy)

27. Do or Die

27. Do or Die

What many people call luck, I call fate. I just

can't believe in luck. I think everything happens

for a reason. Getting my office job with my

brother happened for a reason. Getting stuck out

here happened for a reason. Even my brother's

death happened for a reason. Now Death is coming

for me, and I'm sure it's for a reason just haven't

figured it out yet. As I tensed, shutting my eyes

tight, for the pain that was about to be inflicted

upon me. I heard an explosion in front of me.

" I must be dead, oh god please tell me I'm

in heaven." When I opened my eye, there was a puff

of smoke and somehow the bullet went right

through me. Touching all down be body I felt no

holes or blood. Being in shock I really couldn't

move. All I could really do was stand there and

try to figure how this phenomenon occurred.

When the smoke cleared Immediately saw

a man on the ground with a somewhat futuristic

silver suit on. The only problem with this guy was

that his right arm was gone. Where'd he come

from. The only thing that changed about me was

my facial expression. I went from scared to

disgusted within seconds. Soon after the man

started moving. Which didn't make me jump an inch.

I just stared at him with disgust. He seemed to

smile behind his mask at me. then followed my gaze

at his missing arm. He freaked out at the sight of it

just as much as I did.

Barely catching a glance of a stem-like

bone structure growing out of the void where his

arm should be. I looked back at the major enemy

progressing towards the one and a half armed

man. I wanted to shout and worn the guy. But when

I tried nothing came out. By the time my mind

started processing the Target kicked the silver

guy(who had somehow grown his arm back) in the

stomach. Sending him into a tree a quarter of a

football field away.

There wasn't much time for him to react

before a branch pierced him through the heart.

Nailing him to the tree about five feet high. When

his eye slits went thin, I knew that I was doomed.

After the Target was sure that the man

was dead. He began to walk towards me at a

steady pace. I've never seen a man so red before.

With his vein protruding from his face, arms. You'd