The final Kill

I watched as he died in front of my eyes, pleading for me to save him. I just smirked as he bled on to the ground in the woods behind my house. He was going to be my twentieth kill, till they came and ruined my fun. They had their guns pointed at me, telling me to put my weapon down. But, I don't take orders from anyone, so I killed them too, they shot me a few times, it was useless though, I still attacked them. I heard more coming, I stood my ground though, awaiting them to come to stop me. There was a lot there, over twenty, all of them had their guns pointed at me, telling me what the others said, I didn't obey, I attacked them all, all the guns were shooting me, I didn't give up though, I still attacked. I finally fell to the ground, blood oozing out of me, still gripping my weapon, still trying to kill them, I knew it was useless, but I wanted one final kill before I died, one final remembrance of the unknown killer who killed over twenty people in one day. I wanted them to remember, to remember me as the greatest killer alive, I lunged toward the nearest person and killed him, with one final bullet, one final kill, I died.

The end

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