Chapter 16: Cutthroat Competition: Part 4

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[Jerry crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow.]

Jerry: And how exactly do you expect me to do that without getting shot? I'm a walking target for these assholes!

[Asher looks over his shoulder at Jerry.]

Asher: I'll draw their fire by shooting at them.

[He taps the side of the barrel of his gun against his head.]

Asher: Duh.

Jerry: Is that really the best plan you have?

Asher: Yes. And before you can start nagging me about it I'm just gonna go through with it.

[Asher then grips his pistol with both hands and stands up so he can see over the wreck. He aims in the direction of their attackers and pulls the trigger multiple times shooting at them.]

*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*

[The bullets all fly right past the Demons shooting at them. They all then begin to move closer to the pickups as some get on a knee and shoot back at Asher. The ones without guns all scramble and take cover behind or in the pickup truck to avoid Asher's gunfire. The Bandana Demon takes his time ducking down behind the passenger door for cover.]

Asher: (In Head) Cowards...

*Bang* *Bang*

[Asher shoots two more times before looking over at Jerry who's still staying low beside the wreckage.]

Asher: Why the hell are you still here?! Fucking, run!

Jerry: Dammit! Fine! Just don't get shot!

[Jerry quickly stands up and begins hastily running towards the treeline of the dead forest. He is able to make it into the trees avoiding the occasional bullet flying past him. A second later he's out of sight due to the numerous dead trees he's run past. Asher ducks back down behind the wreckage getting back into cover. He turns towards the dead forest and can see that Jerry has made it out of sight.]

Asher: (In Head) Great, he made it.

[He shuffles over to the side of his cover and peers back at his attackers. The Demons who don't have guns are shuffling around anxiously around the two pickup trucks.]

Asher: (In Head) Now all I have to do is keep these morons occupied...

[A few more bullets fly past Asher and hit the wreckage or the trees behind him.]

Asher: (In Head) Which shouldn't be too hard since they seem to have brought enough ammo for everyone! *Chuckles*

[Asher smiles and chuckles to himself as he backs into cover behind the wreckage.]

Asher: (In Head) Hehehehe... Now, how am I going to go through with doing this?

[He seems to think to himself for a few seconds quietly. He then clenches his right hand tightening his grip on his pistol.]

Asher: (In Head) Or... Can I even go through with doing this...?

[He moves his right hand in front of him still holding his pistol. He stares at it with a blank expression.]

Asher: (In Head) Fuck... I mean... I've done it before... I've killed before. I've taken lives to protect myself and for my own benefit! I've... Damn...

[His right hand suddenly drops to the ground.]

Asher: (In Head) I deserve this crap... Even now I still can't go through with this shit with a clean conscience... Just killing without a valid reason or my own gain... It just doesn't... I... But... But now...

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