A normal Day?

I shook violently when I heard the next bullet passing by me.

I took a breathe harshly and tried to swallow some air but, but my

lungs felt like they were closed tightly. Or maybe the mountainside air was just simply heavy because of the smell of blood and gunpowder.

I finally managed to suck some oxygen into my chest and turned around to check if I could see the shooters behind the car.

only two of them were still hanging and shooting, the rest were all shot or captured by FBI and Local police. one thinks they would give up with their numbers but they just didn't give up on resisting!

I had a clear shot towards Shooter No.1 so I forgot my sweat and stress and jumped out to fire my gun.

I shot him in the shoulder and it him somewhere near his collar bone which lead the him losing his grip on his gun and falling down.

I tried to go back to my last position behind the car but before I got the chance, Shooter No.2 shot me and made me fall down harshly on the ground.

when I hit the ground and my eyes went black, I heard another shot which I seriously hoped that it meant Shooter No.2 is down.

John ran to me and took my head so he could look me in the eye "Are you Okay?"

Shooter No.2 had shot me in my vest but it still hurts like hell so I could just barely nod "I'll live... did they get him?"

"yeah it's all clear" he helped me up and took the vest so I could breathe. it was freezing cold in the mountainside and yet we were sweating crazy which was most likely because of the tension and stress.

I lifted my shirt so I could look at the bruises made by bullet hitting my stomach and although it was bad, it was still better than actually getting shot.

few minutes later I could stand up and walk without any help.

damn, this was just suppose to be a car chasing, nothing more!

we were just damn lucky that John always kept 2 vests in the trunk and we managed to put them on as soon as the shooting began.

The FBI agents pushed the criminals into their vehicles and some of them were attending the wounded till the ambulance gets here.

Aganet Gret who was standing next to me looked at me and saw something that lead him to asking "is this your first time in battle?"

I froze for a moment and my mind traveled to 2 years ago... but I did not let it hang out there and replied shortly "No."

John patted me on shoulder "We better get back to the station... Hey, thats our pervert!"

John saw one of FBI agents taking the prevert that we were carrying to the station before all this happened to their cars and got distracted. He ran toward them yelling like someone was trying to kidnap his son or something.

I rolled my eyes in frustration and sat in the police car.

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