A New Kind of Destiny

Chapter 1

(Authors note :p) so this is my first time really "writing..." Tell me if you want me to keep writing! :D

STORY \/

I dashed through town, the plastic bag I was holding crinkling while I dodged pedestrians on the sidewalk. My old boots slapped the ground as I wove through all the people around me. Everyone was staring but I didn't care. I had to get home. FAST.

I made a sharp turn into a dark alley, skidding on the damp, morning pavement. I ran through the tight space, having to twist sideways to dodge the walls of a drug store and a pizza parlor. I held on tight to my bag, which was threatening to rip if I didn't slow down.

I got to the end of the alley and came out into a small courtyard. Old sandstone bricks created a ring around me, the dust in the air tickling my nose. I came to a sudden stop, checking in my bag to make sure the gun was hidden underneath the tissue paper. I needed to get under the radar and rest for awhile- I couldn't keep running forever.

I slowly put the bag on the dirty ground and sat down next to it. Sweat dangled from my eyelashes and my brows, dripping down my cheeks and my forehead. I needed to get used to this life, I knew it would be like this forever. A giant game of cat and mouse, guns and knives and who knows what else... But it had to be like this. I didn't want to die and all I needed was practice.

I stood up, grabbed my bag and reached for the small black gun that I pick pocketed from a policewoman on the street. I had never shot a gun like this, but I had to learn if I wanted to live. I took a deep breath, pointed the gun at a window across the ring of buildings, and slowly pulled back the cool, sleek trigger. The gun fired, knocking my arms back, and making the teenage boy that had appeared in the window I had shot at scream in pain. Maybe I was already dead.