He watched as that man fell to the ground. He saw his strength leave him as his knees buckled and his arms dangled at his side like string. All he could think about was the rush, the heart pounding adrenalin was taking hold of him. In that moment there was nothing, nothing but him and the cold steel he griped in his hand. He thought it would be different, he thought there would be screaming, fear, and a moment's hesitation. He was wrong, all that existed in hat moment was him and the gun; a birthday gift from revy. He watched as that man fell to the ground like a puppet; in his mind he heard whispers, faint cries of people he vaguely knew.

Everything was in slow motion, he could see the shells as they floated to the ground like snowflakes, and he could hear the steady rhythm of the clock in the distance. Quickly time went back to normal and he could feel the nicks and cut caused by gunfire barely missing him, he ducked behind cover and no sooner than he had done so he saw a familiar face, It was Benny. He had suffered a gunshot to the leg and was unable to move, rock was barely able to speak but he managed to murmur a few words to Benny "I don't want to die here" Benny could barely hear him above the gunfire raining down on them but the look rock gave him said it all. His teeth were clenched to the point of breaking under the pressure and his eyes were completely different; almost like revy's eyes when she loses herself in the fight but with one slight yet terrifying difference. He did not possess the eyes of a fighter nor did he look like a man griped by fear and clinging to life, he looked like a hunter. This was not the rock that Benny knew, this man was different. The man beside him was filled with anger and hatred at the world for putting himself in this predicament and at himself for not seeing it coming.

The gunfire ceased and voices could be heard in the distance "did we get him?" "After all that the next thing we see should be a walking cheese grater." Rock stilled his breath and quietly whispered something to benny "Give me your gun." At that moment benny couldn't believe what he was hearing, not only did rock want to fight but he wanted to use revy's fighting style. He slid over his 45. To rock and before he picked it up he glared at it, like a butcher glaring at his meat cleaver before chopping up the day's kill. "Rock, I really think this is a bad idea. You're not revy hell, you're not even a gunman. Let's just find someplace to hide befo…" before benny finished his sentence rock leaped over the table that barley shielded them from the hail of bullets and rushed the closest guy to him. He planted both feet in his chest, pressed both guns to his temples and with a bang the First one went down. The other mercs couldn't believe what they saw; their Capitan was just taken out by some no name office prick. Rock used their shock to make the next move and at point black range tapped the next merc in the head. Rock was not a fighter; he couldn't doge bullets or perform acrobatics like some of the other killers in Roanapur, but he had tactics. He knew that he was the target, he knew that whoever put the hit on him understood his position on the lagoon as well as his demeanor, he knew they didn't expect a killer.

Before the other men could train their guns on him rock rolled backwards, grabbing their captain to use as a meat shield; their Capitan was a large man and would be good cover for a while. The men began their assault, spraying bullets at their former comrade's corpse, the first couple of shots were blocked by the body but rock knew that soon both him and his shield would be Swiss cheese. Through one of the holes in the captain's body rock saw one of the men, he took the 45. Benny gave him and shoved it through the man's corpse, knowing the barrel would be long enough to make it to the other side. A single shot and another man down; rock then mustered the strength to throw the tattered remains of his butchered shield into the other mercs. Instead of running for cover rock charged forward, running for the man who had caught his dead captain; rock rammed his gun into the dead man's mouth and pulled the trigger. "Two more to go" rock whispered to himself. He noticed his gun had gotten lighter, he was running out of ammo and had to act fast. He had the luck of his enemies being grouped close together allowing him to sweep kick one of them and after spinning again he managed to take aim at the other and with two shots to the chest he went down. Rocked swiftly turned around to deal with the last one, luckily he had not yet recovered from his took the chance to kick his AK 47 out of the way and put one shoe to the man's throat and another to the barrel of his gun. He looked down at his next victim with the eyes of a man possessed; no, this was not the man Benny knew, what stood in the center of calamity once known as lagoon's office was not even human.

Rock kicked the merc's gun away, but instead of using what both rock and Benny thought to be his last round to end him quickly; rock fell to his knees. He held the gun by the barrel, tilted his head to be parallel with his victim's, and after a short chuckle smashed the butt of his gun down on the man's face. Benny was familiar with with gunshots, he knew the sound of a man taking his last bloody breaths, the hammer being brought back, the loud bang of the gun, and the sound of the casing bouncing on the floor; but that's not what he heard. All benny could hear from behind the table was soft thuds, the kind of sound that's made when you tenderize meat. The thuds were soon accompanied by a disturbing, squishing sound. Benny grabbed the edge of the table and pulled himself up to see what was going on; his eyes widened and only a faint breath escaped his lips "Rock?" Benny watched in horror as rock beat the last of the mercs skull in with the butt of his gun. He was already dead with his brain matter spread across the floor, rock had already killed him but he kept going. His mouth which bore the teeth of a wolf closing in for the kill, the snarl of a hunter; slowly inched toward a sinners grin and then… a smile.

Benny, in a voice made faint by fear managed to utter only two words
"Rock"
"Stop"

END