Kane
Mar 27th, 2004, 10:18:51 AM
His hand flew to his side, Kane's gloved fingers wrapping around the hilt of the gun easily and drawing it in the blink of an eye. The long barrel of the gun rested against the young girl's head for a moment.
Her eyes opened wide as that split second realization set in that she wasn't going to wake up tomorrow. The nightmare was real and this time she wouldn't wake up in the security of her home. She wouldn't be able to walk down the stairs and say good morning to her father. She could visibly be seen going into shock as her face paled and her eyes dilated. The slight shifts of her facial features were all being analyzed slowly and methodically by the optical computers in Kane's sunglasses.
He didn't smile. There was no extreme amount of pleasure out of killing her. But his finger jerked and the barrel of the gun shook with the repercussions of the magnetically propelled slug. Her blood splattered across his body as her own was launched backwards, not just from the momentum but pulled with the bullet because it was so powerful. It splayed against the ground on the other side of the room, pools of blood gathering. A wide hole blown into the ground from the bullet.
He pulled out a red handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood off his face, glasses and gun before walking outside the backdoor. It was finished as far as he was concerned. Hunting down the bothans that had helped him get the data for the Unborn's designs and killing any trace related to them had taken some time but that girl was the last family member related to any of them. Seventeen Bothans in all.
Kane hung his head in guilt. He hadn't always been like this had he? But while looking down he noticed the scars running along his arms. He breathed in slowly and sighed. The darkside brimmed within him as he remembered why he was like this now. Kane reholstered the gun and brushed his hand through his shoulder length silver hair to pull out any entrails he might have in them. Now to return to the Coffin and move along.
Her eyes opened wide as that split second realization set in that she wasn't going to wake up tomorrow. The nightmare was real and this time she wouldn't wake up in the security of her home. She wouldn't be able to walk down the stairs and say good morning to her father. She could visibly be seen going into shock as her face paled and her eyes dilated. The slight shifts of her facial features were all being analyzed slowly and methodically by the optical computers in Kane's sunglasses.
He didn't smile. There was no extreme amount of pleasure out of killing her. But his finger jerked and the barrel of the gun shook with the repercussions of the magnetically propelled slug. Her blood splattered across his body as her own was launched backwards, not just from the momentum but pulled with the bullet because it was so powerful. It splayed against the ground on the other side of the room, pools of blood gathering. A wide hole blown into the ground from the bullet.
He pulled out a red handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood off his face, glasses and gun before walking outside the backdoor. It was finished as far as he was concerned. Hunting down the bothans that had helped him get the data for the Unborn's designs and killing any trace related to them had taken some time but that girl was the last family member related to any of them. Seventeen Bothans in all.
Kane hung his head in guilt. He hadn't always been like this had he? But while looking down he noticed the scars running along his arms. He breathed in slowly and sighed. The darkside brimmed within him as he remembered why he was like this now. Kane reholstered the gun and brushed his hand through his shoulder length silver hair to pull out any entrails he might have in them. Now to return to the Coffin and move along.