For Life it's Fucking Self...

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I slowly stood up. I limped to the window on one foot, dragging the other behind me. I was in a lot of pain but I had to get back into the fight. After I got to the window, I leaned against the frame and looked out at Sampson. One hand was gone and he was struggling to catch Kent and Jules who were almost dancing around him, littering him with bullets.
I looked around for Ella but I couldn't find her. Then Sampson noticed me and used his free hand to chuck a chunk of concrete at me. I dodged but it took out the entire wall. I looked over the edge, laying down on the ground. Sampson smiled at me and laughed.
"You can't defeat me Hamburg! You and your friends are doomed! And don't worry, I'll kill those 'people' nice and slow!"
Suddenly a warriors cry can be heard as Ella runs out at inhuman speeds with a metal rod. She stabbed it through Sampson's ankle. He tried to swing at her but she was too fast. Grabbing another pole and stabbing it through his foot. She kept repeating this process and eventually, Sampson was unable to move from where he was.
He tried pulling his feet out but Ella just bent the poles. He roared in anger. I finally lowered myself to the first floor, buckling under the pain of the drop. I struggled back up and spit out blood. Sampson took that opportunity and grabbed me before I knew I was in his range.
He brought me close to his face. His pale dead eyes burning with hatred. I felt my leg burning. White hot as I turned. I chuckled.
Guess this was it. This is how good ole Hamburg goes down. But not alone. I used my free arm to grab a brick of C4. I set the timer to ten seconds as Sampson started to lift me up.
10...
I looked down at Sampson.
9...
He opened his hideous mouth wide.
8...
The stench of death times infinity hits my nose.
7...
He starts to loosen his grip.
6...
I start to fall and time slows.
5...
I reach his mouth and the stench becomes so horrible I lose all sense of smell.
4...
I watch as the teeth close, locking me in darkness.
3...
I grab onto something in his throat, maybe it was the uvula?
2...
I drop the C4 down.
1...
I close my eyes
0...
The C4 explodes.

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