Dead Men Have No Legacies: Stories of a Seasoned Bounty Hunter

Chapter 23

(The next day...)

"How goes the hunt?" Boreas prompted me as I hopped across rooftops.

"I'm currently picking off the guards that are patrolling the rooftops around Turbohead's hideout," I told him, "I take it your drone's not far away?"

"Yep, I'm your eyes in the sky." my friend chirped like a derpy bird. "I wanna fly like an eagle..."

I rolled my eyes while Boreas continued singing to himself.

"Really? That song is old as fuck." I pointed out

"Fuck off! This was considered a classic on Terra!"

"We're not on Terra, dipshit."

"Up yours, you bitch!"

"You both argue like a married couple," I heard Alex grumble, "Please, I beg of you: stop before my ears start bleeding."

"Shut your trap, you rotten kid! Cylus is insulting my taste in music! I gotta defend my honor!"

I would've continued insulting my friend's taste in music, but a nearby guard had me ducking behind cover.

"Later," I breathed, "Got a hostile."

"Fuck em up, Mortie."

"Yeah, fuck em up real good."

"Get outta my room, kid!"

I shook my head. A quick peak told me my target was very close. Slinking over to him, I drew one of my knives and drove it into the guard's neck while covering his mouth with my free hand. After I silenced my target, I gently laid him down on the roof and resumed my hunt.

"Target eliminated," I reported.

"Good. There's only...a fuckton of them left," Boreas commented.

"Thanks for reminding me."

"Anytime, mate!"

And so I spent the next hour picking off guards and hiding their bodies. The plan Boreas and I had come up with was fairly simple: I eliminate the guards on buildings surrounding the complex, break into said-complex, and find a terminal to insert an info shiv that carried a virus Boreas had created. Once inside the terminal, the virus would fry every piece of technology inside the building. Before I could do that, I had to make things easier for myself.

Right when I was about to pick off another guard, they fell to the ground with a heavy thud. I was able to hear the slightest putter of a gun, but it might as well have been a whisper in the wind.

"What?" I breathed. Approaching the corpse, I found a hole in the side of their head.

"Someone else is here." Boreas warned me. "Another bounty hunter?"

"I'm sure it is," I rumbled, raking my gaze across the dark rooftops around me. Some buildings towered above the one I was on right now, which made me believe a sniper was nearby. As I stared at the scenery around me, I took note of the black imitation of a sky that sat above me. Other than the odd scuffle and muffled scream, the lower city of Erastus was eerily quiet.

"I don't like this." my partner murmured. "If you find our surprise guest, deal with them accordingly."

"Will do."

With that, I resumed my hunt. Strangely enough, no shots rang out around me. Instead, any shot I had a visual on were ones directed at enemies.

Is this person trying to help me? I thought to myself. I need to find where my surprise guest is.