Bullets whizzed through the air narrowly missing Holly’s pointy ear. She dived behind a piece of rubble as another torrent of bullets came heading her way. This mission started off like most of them, quiet, but the moment Holly, Artemis, and Butler set foot in the old construction yard they were ambushed by two sprites packing a lot of heat. The tall skinny sprite swore and flew up to get an aerial shot, in the moment he was about to pull his trigger and put an end to Holly permanently a bullet pierced his wing and he was blown out of the sky. The sprite hit the ground with a sickening crack. Butler helped Holly to her feet and said, “That was close. You should be more careful.”
She nodded and turned the dial up on her Neutrino. She wasn’t going easy on them anymore. The other sprite glowered at the two of them and emptied his pistol firing at them, but Holly and Butler were too quick and none of the bullets even came close to connecting. Holly fired three shot and each one hit the sprite dead in the chest. He was dead before he hit the ground. She turned to Butler and smiled, “That was almost too easy. I wonder if Artemis is finished getting that information.”
At her last word the pale teenage came walking up to them holding a a computer disc, “Don’t you have any faith in me, Holly?”
The elf slugged him on the arm, “Of course I do, Mudboy. Now let’s get back to Police Plaza so Foaly can analyze that. I’ll call for a clean up when we get to the shuttle.”
The trio began walking away, enjoying their victory, when the sprite Butler had shot down began to stir. He tightened his grip on his gun, determined not to die without doing some damage. His hand shook and he took aim and fired, then he fell into the dark unforgiving void of death.
The three turned around the moment they heard the gun fire, but the bullet was already flying fast toward them. The sprite had been trying to hit Butler, but his hand was so shaking it threw his aim way off and the bullet hit Artemis right it the head. He fell to the ground, alive, but unconscious and bleeding to death. Holly dropped to her knees next to him, tears welling up in her eyes. She openned her com link to Police Plaza and shouted desperately into her microphone, “This is Captain Holly Short requesting immediate emergency assistance! I repeat, I have a man down!”
The officer on the other end came through, “Alright, Captain Short. We’ll dispatch an emergency team to your location, remain calm and they’ll arrive as soon as possible.”
The tears flooded down her cheeks and she pleaded with the boy, “Hold on, Artemis. Help’s on the way…”