"Hey, how dare you!?" Moses screamed. He didn't know what was in store for him. His screaming attracted the attention of his wife who alighted from the van.
"What happening?" she asked.
" This maniac cop tore my papers as if it was some piece of trash."
" Are you okay? What did you .... " she couldn't complete her statement when she fell to the ground, blood oozing out of her natural openings.
" Winnie!! " he screamed, running towards his wife. Too late. She was gone.
Nicolas saw his mother fell to the ground, but he didn't know if she fainted or actually died.
" Dad watch out!!" he screamed. In the cops hands were dozens of blades. Like the blades used in ninja movies. Shuriken to be exact.
The position his fingers accommodated to facilitate the ease at which be released the weapons was fascinating.
Zzzr
It stuck on Moses' back. Didn't penetrate because Moses wore a bullet proof vest.
"I admire that"
The two began to fight. To an observer, the fight was a waste if time because the cop appeared to be 'just moving his body'
When he was done with humor,
Slash
Blood gushed out of Moses limbs, as the blades permitted.
Slash
Blood gushed out of his hands as the blades permitted.
Slash
A blade stuck to his neck, and he fell unconscious.
To Nicolas, who was now besides his mother, he held a gun to the cop's face.
"Don't be foolish"
"Talk again, and you're dead" he threatened.
The cop chuckled. He trusted the boy's sense of judgement.
"I need you to pass a message to Derek Moore. Don't bother about the content of the message. This would serve. "
Slash.
He dropped unconscious a s a blade thrust through his chest. All this because of the guilt of one man.
HIS GUILT