Bang. Bang. Bang.
Gunshots tore through the hallway. Footsteps thundered from behind. Bullets sliced past at close range, forcing the team back under relentless pressure.
"They are attacking from behind!" Eliza shouted. Blood ran down her arm—injured, but still standing.
A grenade rolled to THE LEADER's feet. Without hesitation, he kicked it out the window.
BOOM.
The blast shattered the glass. Fragments scattered across the floor.
THE LEADER's hand trembled—not from fear, but excitement.
Three men advanced from the front, rifles raised, dressed in black combat gear. Behind him, four more enemies stayed in cover, firing relentlessly, tightening the space around his team.
"We are cooked," David said, spraying bullets wildly at the advancing shooters.
Marco said nothing. His breathing was heavy. The calm in his eyes had faded, replaced by quiet acceptance. His shots missed.
Sensing the opening, two enemies from the front pushed forward while the third laid down cover fire. Their bullets whistled past THE LEADER's ear as they closed the distance.
From behind, a smoke grenade landed.
Smoke spread fast.
David fired blindly into it. A lucky shot hit one of the enemies, forcing the others to fall back for a moment.
THE LEADER stood up.
"I am sorry for hiding this. I was merely holding back, and it was a bad thing for you. I am here to keep you all safe."
"What does he mean?" David muttered, teeth clenched.
"What are you doing?" Eliza asked, confusion mixed with a faint hope.
Marco just watched him, waiting.
THE LEADER's hand moved to the Raven .45 at his waist.
"He is gonna do it."
"The legendary shooter."
"They say he never missed."
THE LEADER smirked. "Hell yeah, kids. Watch and learn."
The two men in front opened fire with their MP5s.
THE LEADER moved forward instead of back.
He slipped between their lines of fire, closed the distance in a step, and drove his gun into the first enemy at point-blank range.
A shot.
The man dropped instantly.
"Is… he dodging bullets?"
"He took down the first one!"
"He is using him as cover!"
Gunfire erupted from behind. THE LEADER pulled the body in front of him, shielding himself as bullets struck it.
He leaned out just enough.
Bang. Bang.
Two precise shots.
Two enemies from the front collapsed, holes clean between their eyes.
Hesitation.
That was all he needed.
THE LEADER hurled his pistol backward without looking.
One of the enemies behind stared as the weapon spun toward him—
Before it could hit, a shot rang out.
THE LEADER had already drawn his second pistol.
His bullet struck the flying gun, knocking it upward into the air.
In the same motion, he moved—stepping, then jumping—his hand catching the falling pistol mid-air.
BANG. BANG.
By the time his feet touched the ground, the remaining enemies were already falling.
Silence.
Bodies hit the floor.
Every shot placed perfectly between the eyes.
"He is amazing," Eliza said, leaping into THE LEADER's arms, kissing him. "Oh my THE LEADER, I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUU💕💕💕💕"
Marco dropped to his knees in respect. bowing with ultimate Respect
David stood frozen—caught between fear and awe. He salutes
"I will always keep my team safe. I am the strongest. Don't worry."
An alarm rang.
"Wake up, you have the entrance exam!" his mother calls from downstairs.
His eyes opened and he checked the alarm clock
Time:-8:30 am
"Shit, exam's at 9:00" he stood up, gathered his jacket , hat and bag pack.
He quickly went to washroom to wash his face. His slim face , short hair needs no comb. He did quick gargle and he was ready to leave.
He opened the door of his room, Ran through hallway and jumped all the way off the stairs
Thud—bump, bump—crash.
"Did you fell off stairs again, Ethan?" His mother, Rosary calls out from kitchen, she walks out from kitchen to check on him.
He sat up instantly, eyes watering. "i didn't fell... just a ride down the stairs "
Ethan didn't had time to cry, nor to eat breakfast. He picked up his backpack and ran out of home. He was hopping like kangaroo since his back was screaming in agony.
Rosary sighs "he wants to become assasin like his father. But he always fails to even attend exam."
At the exam centre. Ethan reached the gate and as soon as a smile appeared on his face, security guard shut the door on his face.
Clang
And this year. Ethan missed his exam again. A hat-trick now. Seventeen year old Ethan stared at the sky but his tears blurred his vision.
Later at park.
Ethan was sitting at the bench at the park, starting at his feet while thinking wheter he should look for job at grocery store or at cafe.
Suddenly three shadows appears and he knew his ass is going to be smacked.
Aftermath
Rocky, his hair blonde and a sharp edgy 90s hairstyle. His pants tight and shirt buttons open. His skinny body in view.
Behind him , his two fatty friends. Three of them laughing at Ethan.
"What worse could happen" he thinks, while staring at the ground. His day sucked. He failed to give exam third time. And now he is getting bullied. His mother will scold him later for being lazy and father will look with disappointment.
Rage took over "I can't take it, i will do the least is pent off my rage on them" a determined rage and confidence boost was quick addition to adernaline.
Ethan stood up suddenly and glanced ahead to fight back with all he has. But all he found was three boys unconsciously laying down. Thier pants off and the pockets of pants torn off.
The adernaline vanished and a cold shiver ran through his body. He glanced up ahead and found a tall figure leaving the park. White hoodie and black sweatpants, physique of person was lean.
Ethan raised his hand with sudden stillness and emptiness of emotion which was rather be called shock. "Excuse me"
The person stopped in tracks and when he looks over his shoulder. Everything went white and by the time ethan woke up. He was in hospital