God Is A Woman. /KTH/

30

This is the day.

I have my plan sorted.

I have my walls built strong.

At 7am I snuck into the arms room and took a small handgun. Small but powerful. One shot through the skull and he's dead.

At 7:30am I saw him walking on the way to the training room. He works out for 2 and a half hours.

At 10am he crosses the north corridor coming off the training room and leading to the canteen area, which links to another corridor. They cross for a moment.

The perfect time to stop him, extract information and kill him.

He's defenceless, unarmed.

I have it all timed down to the second.

I only have this one chance to kill him.

He said it himself. You never let an order slip or disobey someone at the head of the organisation.

So here I am, at 9:59am, hearing the sound of his footsteps as he's about to enter my perimeter. My heart beats at 90mph, I can feel the blood pulsing through my veins.

Walls up.

"Stop right there."

I step out of the shadows, my gun aimed straight at his head. He stops and turns, his face expressing complete shock and... disappointment.

"Ari. What are you doing?" he composes himself, his voice becoming smooth and deep as if he's trying to manipulate me out of the situation.

"I know who you are. You escaped from the camp. Tamsin's your mother."

"How did you figure it out?"

"They put her into therapy, she opened up and it was concluded that a member of our unit is her son. I knew it was you."

"So now you're going to shoot me in the head?" he pauses, "You're going to kill your own kind? I thought you weren't the type for that."

"You told me yourself I should always follow orders given to me from someone at the head of the organisation. I'm only doing as you told me to do." I state, "You know as well as I do, an order is an order."

He nods calmly.

"So, tell me, how did you escape? And how did you hide your past so well?"

He chuckles, "People think I'm quiet and subtly unwelcoming as I don't show my true self a lot, I know I can kill people very well, it's a skill that's very underrated, and when I escaped I knew I could be seen as an easy target for Phuture. If I had not found them then they would have found me first."

"You're not answering the question."

"I escaped by killing the guards and breaking out, not complicated. And no one would ask about my past, I hide it very well, I seem like an honest person, why would anyone suspect me?"

"A-Ari?"

I don't flinch at the recognition of Taehyungs voice from behind me, I can't be distracted.

"Ariana, put the gun down." Yoongi's voice rings in my ears as I feel a cold metal press against the left side of my own head, the barrel of a gun, and feel his presence beside me.

"Angel, please put the gun down, I don't want you to get hurt." Taehyung tries to control the situation. "Please, baby."

I see him moving to my right and getting closer to me. "Come any closer and I'll shoot."

"If I were you I wouldn't be making that threat, the only person here who could die today is you." Yoongi hisses.

"Ari, we're all here, you know you don't want to do this." Jimin's voice rings out behind me and from the corner of my eye I see Taehyung motion for him to let him speak.

"Angel, I know you were ordered to do this, you would never hurt one of us."

I maintain my cold eye contact with Namjoon who hasn't showed a change in mood at all. I'm surprised he isn't panicking when I could pull the trigger and blow his brains out so easily.

My finger tightens on the trigger and I know Yoongi tightens his too.

"You're more than just an outter, are you really prepared to betray us like this? We could get so far. Not just as a unit, but us, together, angel."

I remain speechless. I know what will happen if I pull the trigger yet I also know what will happen if I don't.

"You have ten seconds to put the gun down or I'll shoot." Yoongi states and I feel the tension in the room rise once again. "Ten."

"Please, baby, don't do this, I don't want anyone to get hurt." Taehyung argues, panic evident in his voice.

"Nine."

"We can start again, I promise it'll be better."

"Eight."

"I'll tell you everything you want to know. Anything."

"Seven."

"Please, angel, just put the gun down."

"Six."

"Please, I'm begging you, baby, please."

"Five."

""Just put it down, baby, please I don't want to lose yo-"

"Four."

"Please, Ari, you're scaring me, please just put th-"

"Three."

"I'll do anything."

"Two."

"I love you."

I turn my head to see his face one last time.

"One."

A searing pain rips through me, it should feel like a I'm drowning in rivers of pain, but instead I feel numb.

All I can hear are his words.

All I can see is his face.

His face flashing into my mind, it's all I want to see, it's the last thing I see.

The world goes dark.