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Shattered

Everything I Ever Knew Will Never Be the Same

“Stop Nicco. We’re leaving the country and not returning. We won’t cause trouble for you anymore.” My dad stepped in front of my mom and I. My mother grasped my arm, sliding her own gun from her pocket. The two thugs had their hands on their own arsenal.

“I’m afraid I can’t let you slip away so easily. You’ve cost me too much over the years. I’m not letting you go so easily.” Nicco growled and leveled the gun to my dad’s chest.

A bullet rung out, quiet and deadly all at one moment.

My father fell before my eyes. Dead, for the second time in my life. This time, it was permanent. I let out a strangled sob.

“Looks like one is down for the count. Skye, I didn’t know you had a daughter.” Nicco laughed quietly. My mom leveled the gun, but the other two thugs were faster.

“Leave her alone.” My mom stated. It was a set fact, not an option. Nicco took one hand and thumped his chest. A hard sound reverberated.

“Or what? The perks of being, well, me are that I have access to special toys. My bulletproof vest, for example, is one of them. It’s not like you can shoot to kill.” Nicco chuckled darkly. I inched away from my mom, trying to disappear into any shadows. I felt exposed in my light colored shirt and in the open.

“You’re head’s not so bulletproof.” My mom taunted back. Nicco sighed and rubbed his head in response to her comment. It was like this was giving him pains.

“Your attitude is giving me a headache. Boys, shoot her.” Nicco waved his hand. At the motion, two bullets pierced each side of my mother.

I watched as her own blood mingled with my dad’s.

“MOM! DAD!” I sobbed and dropped to the floor. Their eyelids had fluttered shut and the flesh was cold. I lost my parents all over again. They were never really in those golden fields before, but now Mitch would be taking them over.

“Give them back, give them back!” I pleaded to no one. Tears ran down my face and dropped on my dad’s open hand. The gun had fallen uselessly to the floor. The gun clicked over my head and I looked to the muzzle of Nicco’s death sentence. It seemed like the air had dropped ten degrees in the plane. The engine whirled under my feet.

We had ten minutes until the ladder was removed and take off would commence.

“The Syre’s best kept secret. I think I’ll keep you, little one.” Nicco chuckled softly. The warm metal pressed under my chin, forcing me to look at him.

Glass shattered as a flying ginger came in with a psychotic war scream.

“What the-“Nicco muttered. I stood up, frozen in fear. Alan came in swinging Bob the Golf Club at the two thugs, causing carnage.

“FOUR!” He yelled and did the most amazing, perfect golf swing you’d ever seen. On the back hand, he knocked the gun out of one attacker’s arms, and on the upswing, he completely bashed in the other thug’s face.

Austin and Phil tumbled through as the ginger kicked the door in furious rage. I saw Nicco’s hand move as he produced another gun. His thumb pulled the lever and as Alan turned to face him, I saw the color drain from his cheeks.

“STOP!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. As the other two stumbled in, they halted.

I locked eyes with Austin. I was so relieved to see him again, but I knew he had to get out of here. It wasn’t safe and I couldn’t lose him like my parents. Their bodies on the ground had only been a nightmare for seven years of my life. Now it was reality.

Austin, Alan, and Phil froze. Bob was dripping with blood from the knocked out man on the floor. The other thug was barely hanging on. Austin had a gun in his hand, and Phil was holding something behind his back.

“Look what we have here. I’m afraid you boys will just add to the total fatalities today.” Nicco stated it as if it were the most casual thing in the world. All the while, he pressed the metal muzzle against my head. There was no plate over my skull to save me now.

“Please, just give us Kynder. We won’t ever bother you again. She’s just going to live with us and we’ll leave like nothing ever happened.” Austin tried to persuade Nicco. The tears were still streaming down my face as I prepared to die.

I rather it me than Aus.

“I’m afraid that once you’re in this business, it’s do or die.” Nicco laughed. A small hiss barely penetrated the air for a moment and then faded out. Nicco didn’t notice it, but his thug that was still up furrowed his eye brows.

“Before we die, can I say one thing?” Phil asked Nicco, pleading for a chance to speak. Outside, I saw the pilot enter the cockpit.

Four minutes to go.

“Fine.” Nicco growled angrily. He didn’t want to be held up. Phil sighed and looked down sadly. The thug tried to peer behind his back.

“DUCK!” Phil yelled. I dropped to the floor as something green and lit flew through the air. It was one of those old grenade fireworks that emits sparks and smoke. A foggy air filled the cargo hold in a moment’s notice. Nicco cried out in pain as his face was showered with hot sparks.

All I could see was Bob the Golf Club and Alan swinging, smashing, and screaming.

I dropped to the ground by my downed parents. My foot hit something hard. It was my dad’s small hand gun. I picked it up, not wanting to use it. All I wanted to do was get out of here.

It was pure chaos and mayhem around me.

Alan was bleeding from his lip, but Bob was bloodier. Austin shot off a few rounds, but Nicco ducked behind a cargo box. Phil was going absolutely ham over there and lit off fireworks one by one.

First it was the screaming wasps that he shoved in the face of the thug with a bloody arm. The thug tried to swat it away, but he got a face full of sparks and a lung full of pain. Phil then threw out a few more smoke bombs. Any minute now, a fire alarm might go off if he set to many more.

Two minutes until lift off.

“Kynder!” Austin ducked and grabbed my arm, all while shooting at Nicco again. I think one struck his arm because he let out a yelp of agony. Aus ducked behind some seats.

“He’s wearing a bulletproof vest! You can’t hurt him unless you get up close!” I yelled amongst Alan’s screams and Phil’s fireworks. A Roman Candle went off.

Did Phil seriously bring a Roman Candle?!

A flash of blue struck Nicco in the chest and I could smell his skin burn and sear. When I told Austin the news, he stared at me sadly.

“We have to get off!” He screamed. The plane would take off at any moment. Two more figures burst through the door. It was Aaron and Tino. They had come to help.

A single shot rang from Nicco’s gun and the Roman Candle fell silent. No more fireworks went off. Something must’ve happened to Phil!

“Go to Phil! I’ll get Nicco!” I whispered frantically to Austin as the other two started beating up the thugs and trying to get to Nicco. It was a tight area to be fighting with blood staining the floor. Everything smelled metallic and rusty.

“No, I’ll get Nicco.” Austin begged. I shook my head and slipped away before he could say anything else. Nicco was too preoccupied with shooting down Alan, who moved as swiftly as a speeding hawk, to see me come up behind him.

I had one shot, one shot to do this right.

The engine roared to life.

So I shot. One bullet. One moment. One decision.

I was standing right behind him as he crouched against the boxes. My gun let out a small kick back as the bullet was released and slammed right through his skull. The scene was gory afterwards. The blood spattered the wood like a child had thrown sticky red paint against a dark canvas.

“Let’s go!” I screamed to the others. Aaron was crying over Phil’s body.

Phil was dead.

No, this couldn’t be. I thought the bullet had hit in somewhere else. No, my friend was dead. No more checkers, no more jokes, no more Phil.

The tears flowed even faster.

Aaron held Phil’s body, the cold hands clutching his last firework. It was labeled Glory’s Last Fight. He hadn’t even gotten a chance to set it off. It was an appropriately named firework, but it was never lit.

The two thugs were broken and bloody on the floor, laying in their own sea of scarlet red. We took the bodies of the beloved dead and booked it to the door. Right as we got on the stairs, the plane started to move away.

We had made it, just in time.

The four of us hurried back to a helicopter parked at the far edge of the lot. No workers gave us odd looks because not many were out here. I guess Saturdays weren’t too busy this time in the season. Storms would be rolling in soon, so I guess that helped with traffic.

Was that….Ronnie in the pilot seat?

As soon as he saw us carry back three bodies, his face fell into despair. I wiped any stray tears from my face as I got into the back seat. No one said a word. I was handed a head set and put it on with an empty mind. My parents were dead-really. They were cold and had not heart beat to remind me of the good times.

Phil was dead and gone. His rough outside always gave way to the soft and caring man inside. There would be no games and jokes and argues over who choose the movie on Friday night. There would be no complaints that we should watch The Hulk because that’s his favorite movie and Phil claimed it was a “classic” superhero movie.

The helicopter took off from the pad. As we lifted sky high, I watched the plane that was supposed to take me away take off into the blue sky.

I had wanted to be with Austin again, but it came at a steep price.

Notes

Comments

*so off topic* IM FROM UTAH C:

@DoOmKiTTy95
Awww I'm glad you loved it! It's too bad that it had to end, but I wrote a prequel. I haven't updated it in a while because I have to finish some other stories first, but it'll get done, I promise!

i finished this entire thing in two days <3 honestly i didnt want the story to end

@Chaos'sWolf
Thanks! I will probably message you later. I'm excited!! :D

@sadieluna
Aw I'm really happy that you like my stories! :D Thanks for reading them and taking interest in them!! You really should request a one shot and message me about it because no one has been requesting one shots lately and I have some good ideas for them!