Part 18 — The Reversion

"Switch weapons with me," Xin told Zap. "I can handle this better."

Zap thought back to their first meeting back at the apartment. "I think I'll be fine."

"Whatever. A knife is all I need." Xin walked towards Grace. "Well? What are you going to do?"

"Run for it, Grace!" Blake shouted, clutching his shoulder. "This fuckboy can't shoot, I'm telling you!"

Zap, angry, shot and missed Blake's other shoulder, though ripping his shirt. "Whoops. Yeah Grace, run, obviously I can't shoot." He re-aimed the gun at Grace.

"You think you're so strong, huh?" With all his might, Blake kicked his foot forward and tripped Zap, causing him to fall on the rifle. Zap gave a small yell as he fell on the rifle, injuring his stomach. Now with the rifle out of Zap's hands, Grace began to run. Xin chased after her. "Don't you fucking dare! Come back here!" As Xin left, Blake regained his strength, stood up, and grabbed the gun back from Zap. "Oh no. Looks like you're out of hope now. Well then, too bad." Blake kicked Zap in the head.

Nearly blacking out from the pain, Zap thought, Dammit, Xin! Why did you chase after her?! Did you expect me to be able to take care of him like this? Or did you just not care?" Zap began to lose his focus on reality. Sorry, Xin. This was my fault, isn't it? I should taken care of both of them when I could. Though he was losing focus even more, Zap still gave himself these thoughts, as if he could talk to Xin. Go get Grace. If you can, find a way to get Blake too. Just don't kill yourself in the process... please.

"Alright, I'm done toying. Say goodbye to everything and everyone around you." Blake looked around and laughed. "Oh wait. There isn't anyone or anything her, huh? Just me, you, and this gun, right here, pointed towards you." He jammed his gun on Zap's head. "See you, Zap. Nice knowing you, you little bitch. Thanks for damaging my shoulder."