Swift and Agile, My body embarks in a mission to swiftly bring death unto you. If you cannot see me, then your in my sights.
Speed and Strenght is my main goal. Bring it. Running towards you, Both hands equipped with energy swords, as i jump from obstacles to obstacles i peirce your necks and chests with my weapons, But behind me, is another. To quick for my own senses, But you never make it to me, as a bullet smashes into your head. 60 ft away another killer runs towards you, A long modified sniper in its hands, his eyes behind the glass,Without a second thought, without a second choice, He jumps over obstacles, and snipes enemies with a cold heart, Its like a beat, With each hit, The sword marksman ship peirces a enemy, with another lash, gun fire is heard as both soldiers run toward their destinations. 4 miles from you is us, trying to get to you, kill you, make you see the wrong of death, But something new comes up ahead. Something you didnt see before. Both soldiers had split directions, The sword is making its way towards you from the left, Its swords are glistening with blood from your comrades,Its visor is showing nothing but anger and excitement, Its movement is growing slicker, and faster, Dear God its using hyperspeed towards you. But the sounds of shots grab your attention, the Other enemy is running towards you, The soldier is sniping your comrades easily, Jumping over larger enemies, But something you didnt understand, Something you wish you could understand, Is both of them are running towards you, and both seem happy.
Oh the agonizing pain, As one of the energy swords peirce your chest, You can taste the steel on your tongue, Why!? Your face is snapped to the left, as the soldier of the sword is above you, The soldier of the sniper is beside you, you growl and try to punch the soldier of the sword, you simply get sniped in the shoulder by the blur of the sniper, with a spin you are thrown to the trees, by the kick of the sword, With a angry growl, you use your last strenght to revive your blades, and slam both of them towards the sniper and sword, But both soldiers move from the opposite, Sniper moves left, as Sword moves right, your vision is becoming blurry, they are moving to fast, you cant keep up, You feel your right arm get tugged, as the soldier in your vision seems to back away, you are pulled back, The sniper in your vision simply watches, as your mouth is spread open, your eyes widen in horror, as the sword smashes its right weaponary straight your mouth, peircing the back of your throat, With one last painful cry, you feel tears go down your cheeks, as the sword of the enemy peirces your chest, and you hear a disgusting CRACK and CRICKLE as the enemy twistes his weapon. As your body slumps to the ground, you weakly watch as the Sword stands up, and unsheathes its weapons, the other soldier walks to you, and with wave of its hand, did he bless you? does this really mean your going to die? all you last see is darkness wash over you as the bullet smashes into your skull...
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Destruction is goal. ...
Peace is a lie..
...
Both soldiers look unto the buttom of the hill, as they see the enemy retreat.
Nothing matters.
We did our job.
Both soldiers look at each other, both soldiers put their weapons together.
The sword and the sniper.
One cannot live without the other.
One cannot kill without the other.
One cannot survive without the other.
The sniper.
The Sword.
When nothing matters.
all you live for is to kill...
Because in the end...
Only you stand...
Only you die...