Fear | K.th [Editing]

Weaponry [32°]

"Wit' killin' someone, comes the knowledge o' knowin' how ta kill."

"No one can teach ya how ta kill, er'one is born wit' the ability ta kill...ya just have ta chose whetha or not ya accept yer instinct." Korain leisurely paces back and forth in front of me, his arms behind his back and a pistol held listlessly in his left hand. "Ya can eitha use a weapon ta kill. Fight ta kill," His eyes shift onto me, his brow raising. He shrugs, turning back, the sound of his dress shoes clicking against the floor as he steps forward. "Or yer mind ta kill.

"It's up ta ya; ya can eitha choose ta be preyed upon, or prey upon those ya wish." A smirk rises onto his lips, his feet coming to a stop in front of me. He lifts the gun up, pointing the muzzle right at me. My eyes widen, unsure of what he was thinking.

I flinch when he flips the gun over, the head of the gun facing toward the ground. I look into his eyes. He tilts his head toward the pistol, wanting me to grab it. I hesitantly take the gun from his hand and stare at it.

He lets out a sigh, "Hold the gun properly 'n point it at the targets." He orders before standing out the way.

I take a deep breath and wrap both of my hands on the grip and extend my arms, lifting up the limbs in front of my chest. My eyes advert to Korain when he takes one of my hands off the pistol, grabbing my shoulders and shifting my body sideways. "Make it seem like ya know what the fuck yer doin'."

He says as he glances at me pointedly, bringing his hands behind his back again. I look toward him and nod a few times before focusing my attention back onto firing the gun correctly. "If it's close range, ya can shoot the gun like the way yer standin', but if yer target is far away, use both hands to steady ya aim."

I hum in response, acknowledging him before he steps behind me, making sure my form was correct. "Wheneva yer ready." I hear him say, giving me the green light to shoot the gun at the given targets.

I take a deep breath to relax my nerves, listening to my thumping heartbeat. Relax, relax, relax. My finger travels down to the trigger, ghosting over it. I could feel Korains gaze boring holes into my back, making me feel a bit nervous.

All you have to do is aim and fire.

'Look at you'

The voice...It was back; taunting me. I ignore their heckling, gripping the gun firmer. 'God, who can have patience when waiting on someone as slow as you' I frown at their words, pushing me into irritation.

'If you're going to shoot, do it already. Even Korain is getting tired of standing there'

Ignore it.

'You look like a helpless little girl'

Ignore it.

'You'll never seek your revenge if you don't take me back'

Ignore it.

'Taehyung'll find you and take you back without you even realizing it'

Shut up!

My finger slams the trigger button, closing my eyes to anticipate the loud gunshot.

Click.

–The loud gun shot that never came. I slowly open my eyes, looking around, unsure of what happened. My uncertain gaze lands on Korain when he stands beside me, grabbing the gun from me and pointing at one side of it. "The safety's on." He informs me, taking off the safety and handing the pistol back.

"Ya have a lot ta learn, Girlie."

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