Kill Order

Just kind of bored. This is just a part of it.

               I look through the small hole to see Sam lying face down in a pool of blood. My heart racing I fear his death may be inevitable. I Turn and run down the dark stone hallway coming across a man wearing a black suit; he reaches to his side pulling out a gun yelling for me to stop. With Sam still on my mind I bring my foot to his throat knocking him down instantly. The gun fell from his hand and slid to the wall. I regain my balance and run to it. The man struggles to his feet with his hands around his throat and tears in his eyes. He starts towards me but I reach the gun and is now pointing it at him. Without a second thought I pull the trigger and a bang echos in the seemingly empty halls made of dark gray stone.

I hold the gun at my side with trembling hands and stare at the lifeless body lying before me. I fall to my knees crying and shaking when I feel a hand pull on my shoulder. I put my foot out and turn quickly tripping the assailant who has a gun pointed at my head, execution style. I scramble to my feat holding the gun to another man in a suit.

Running footsteps echo in the distance from both directions. With my gun pointed at the second man in the suit I pull the trigger. One more lifeless body lay in the dark dungeon halls. I bend down to retrieve his gun and extra clips. I suspect that I will need them for the dozen men coming. I hold both guns and take a deep breath calming my nerves and aching heart. Sam’s life is now in my hands.

The men reach me holding out their guns, but I won’t dare give up so easily. One man, in a gray suit, comes forward with zip ties attempting to arrest me. I, not wanting to waste valuable bullets place the guns on the floor and hold out my hands to the man. When the man reaches for my hands I quickly grab his head and bring it to my knee. Before anyone can think, I reach down to grab the guns and shoot seven other men. Too slow to react no one can stop me, I go hand to hand with the last two men.

They grab my arms but I push off the wet stone with my feet, which makes the one on my left tumble over his lifeless friend. With my free hand I swing at the man on my right, breaking his nose. He let go of my arm but the man on the ground was no longer shocked and was reaching for me once again. I bring my foot to his face knocking him down, this time out cold. The man with the broken nose goes for his gun and takes a shot, grazing my arm. I fall to my knees groaning in pain. I feel a metal object beneath my left leg and know its a gun. I bring my right hand from my left injured arm and in a split second shoot and kill the man who injured me. I stand with the gun in hand and shoot the second man who I knocked out.

I stand surrounded by bodies I’d killed but I did it for Sam. I stare at my blood stained hands and became nauseous at the thought of so many deaths. The burning pain shooting through my arm brings me back to reality and my mission to save Sam.

I find the door to the cell holding Sam’s injured or cold body. I turn the key and swing the door in. I stopped in the doorway shocked by my once strong beloved Sam lying so helpless and weak on the cold ground covered in blood. Once collected I run to him and kneel by his side. His dark brown hair clotted with blood and dirt, his once olive skin pale, and his muscular body starved and beaten. I whisper his name but he just lies still, I decide to flip him on his back to assess his wounds. When I role him over his eyes dart open and he screams in agony.  I quickly bring my hand to his lips trying not to draw attention. I look at him with his still vibrant blue eyes. He only smiles and in all of his agonizing pain he’s still my kind gentle Sam who never gives up.