Grabbing his throbbing bullet hole Mr.GunGlass realized something. Trickshotters in BO2 are dicks. He realized this and set aside his grudge with kids who beat him in 1v1's in Call of Duty Ghosts, and Modern Warfare 2. "Trickshotters. R. Gay." He said with his final breath. As he closed his eyes, the last thing he felt was men grabbing him and rushing him onto a table.
Mr.GunGlass woke up, and saw his heart straight on a table next to him. "Well, this happens often in my life," and he fell back asleep. "What the fuck was that?" Asked a doctor. "Bill GunGlass is amazing." Said the lead surgeon. When Mr.GunGlass awoke, (After surgery) he saw he had a large gash, and healed cut across his chest. "I'm going to kill whoever 360 No Scoped me across the map. I swear it." Mr.GunGlass then walked the shit outta there and went into his home. He opened his door, and saw a man sitting there in his seat, you know, turned around like in those movies? Well, that's what was happening. "Bill," said the man. "it's a pleasure to talk again." Mr.GunGlass didn't recognize the voice of the man, so he turned the chair around using brute force. Mr.GunGlass was absolutely shocked to see there was no man there, but a cell phone, on top of a dead man. Mr.GunGlass reckognized the man. His dead father sat in the chair, with a dick drawn on with permanent marker. "How...?" Mr.GunGlass said, as a tear shattered down his cheek. He grabbed the tear, wiped it off, and pulled out a magnum and shot his father. "Shooting the man, can't kill me, Bill." Said the phone. "Who the hell are you, and why the hell did you graverob my dad and haunt me with these memories?" Mr.GunGlass shaked as he said this. "You see Mr.GunGlass, I'm trying to kill you, that's why I 360 No Scoped you across the map."
"That was you!"
"Ahhh yes, it was me. Killing you isn't easy, because you kill yourself. Just shooting people, it hurts the shooter. But you aren't a person, your a dirty criminal. I swear I will kill you, you filthy wanker."
"And how are you going to do that my good sir?"
"Isn't it obvious Bill?"
"N-" Mr.GunGlass was stabbed through the back, and felt pain, incomprehensible, so I'm not going to describe it. Just picture it. Gosh, I do enough for you, so this time, you can do it yourself. Chode.
The man who stabbed him brought company, and the 17 men gathered around Mr.GunGlass and stabbed like a stabbing machine, Mr.GunGlass had been stabbed 130, and on the last stab, the men held him up, and Mr.GunGlass saw his old friend there stabbing too. "You, too, John McCain?" He said with his true final breathe, or so he thought. He woke up, in a room. White surrounded. Coushins sorrounded him. He was in a straight jacket, and he was dazed. He didn't know who he was. "Well, Bill, it's time to test you in the real world. Say hello to your wife." There was a women next to Mr.GunGlass, she didn't look hostile, but at the moment neither did he. "Hey" she said. "Hi." He said back, almost as if the conversation was pre-meditated. A man appeared in next to Mr.GunGlass, he held out a syringe containing a weird green liquid. "Welcome to your life Mr.GunGlass." said the man. He then shot the syringe in Mr.GunGlass, and he fell asleep. The man did the same to the women.
Mr.GunGlass woke up on a bed, a bed he strangly felt he remembered. He walked downstairs to see a wife and a child, porbably his own. "I don't recognize myself, who am I?" He asked himself. His wife and child were smiling happy when he walked downstairs. "Want some breakfast honey?" asked his wife. "No, wait, I mean yes." He was comfused. He reached in his pocket, for there had been a strange feel in it. A knife, and a gun. "What the...?" He asked again. He was too scared to do anything, so he just decided it was over, and something wasn't right. "Hunny," he asked. "Can you see that?" He pointed in the sink. His wife looked down, and Mr.GunGlass shot her straight in the back of her head, his baby was now crying. Mr.GunGlass walked over to his baby, held his hand over the baby's mouth, and put a necklace on it, it said "You are not alone." Mr.GunGlass turned around and shed a tear. "I don't know whats going on, but memories and reality have just murged, and I'm too scared to do the right thing. " He said. He then shot himself in the heart, fell down, and sat there, dying on the cold hard ground. "A life, not even lived." He said.
