The sun is shining on my back as I walk toward the house. At least she's gotten a bit better, the weather hasn't been this nice in a week. The constant rain was really pissing me off. I'm supposed to protect this girl, but if she keeps making it rain I don't think that'll be easy. Either she loves rain or she hates everyone around her. Both of which are not the best.
Why did I get this assignment again? Right, my asshole father needed another way to and I quote 'raise me to be better'. Unbelievable! Last month I had to rearrange the entire library and now I suddenly have to babysit some girl. He doesn't even have the decency to tell me that straight to my face. No, he claims it's is extremely important she is protected.
Now I'm on my way to her house, because I don't actually get a say in all of this. He told me to place sensors in all the rooms and a couple of camera's. That way we'll know if something or someone comes after her. Honestly I think it is kind of ridiculous, since she doesn't even live here anymore.
Once the house comes into view I groan to myself, this is going to be a long day. The house is massive. Compared to the dump I grew up in, it's almost a castle. It's got a staircase leading up to a big porch. There's a swing on top of it, creaking in the wind. It creates a flashback in my mind, I remember sitting on a swing just like that one with my mum when I was little. She sung a song and... I shake my head making the memory float away. I don't want to think about that.
As I walk up the stairs I'm once again thankful that I don't actually have to interact with her. Judging by the house, she's probably some stuck up, spoiled brat.
The door is locked, so I take out my tools and carefully unlock it. Turning on my flashlight, I open the door. It creaks when I open it, slowly showing an empty dark hallway. Here I place the first sensor.
As I enter the kitchen I take my time to check the fridge. I might as well have something to eat, if I'm going to be here all day. Maybe she left some food behind. Sadly enough it's empty. While I close the door, I hear a soft noise. It's probably just the wind, but my training thought me to investigate any noise further until I know for sure.
I listen more intently. For a while it stays quiet, but then I hear it again. It sounds like footsteps. In one swift movement I take out my gun and start to carefully walk toward the noise. I look outside through the kitchenwindow, but I don't see anything.
The footsteps continue, so I start to make my way to the front of the house. At every doorstop I wait and listen before I expose myself by going through. The hall is just one more room away, when I hear the front door slam open.
I'm standing with my back against the wall, facing away from whatever just entered. My hands hold the gun ready to be used at any moment and I steady my breathing to be completely silent. It's now or never, I need to make the decision. Leave or face it.
Let's just face it. Face your enemies Nick.
Now that I can hear its footsteps better and better. The interval between each step is long, which tells me the person is slow and most likely big. While I'm listening I try to figure out as many things as possible before I face it. Knowing your opponent increases the chance to win. All of my dad's lessons are entering my mind, making me assert myself to the training I had.
To use the gun to my advantage there needs to be a distance between me and the other guy. But since I don't know what kind of weapon he uses, it's not a good idea to come out of hiding yet. If he also has a gun, it's likely that he has it held up and ready to shoot. That would be kin dof fatal for me. The only thing left to do is just wait for him to be close enough and use the element of surprise to my advantage.
Three, two, one more step before he reaches the doorpost.
With all the strenght I can muster, I force down the gun that I have in my hand and hit him on the head with it's backside. From past experience of myself I know it's the surprise element that makes this move so good. He wasn't expecting anyone, so the blow to the head creates massive pain and confusion.
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