14 Bullseye
Bullseye's pov.
It was a lovely day. I could see people humming their favourite songs beside me.
Gentlemen with their coffee cups walking past me. I should not be here. This place is not suited for me. I worked in the shadow, not in this place.
I used darkness to cover my track. Now, I am exposing myself to the light. So many cameras. So many people.
But I had to finish my job. I needed money. For me. For her.
With my shape eyes, I gazed upon the coffee shop. The target was sitting in the corner with his girlfriend. I wished I could myself for what I was going to do.
I bring pain to others. That was what my mother told me.
I brought pain to her life. Now, I am doing it to many others.
Maybe Daredevil was right. But I didn't have the freedom to do as him. I am the cog in the machine. I am trained to be a killer.
I just hoped I could save her with the dirty money.
Thinking about her weak body lying on the bed with tubes attached to her arms, my mind went cold. I didn't care about the boys anymore.
I didn't care about it anymore. I just needed to kill the boy.
I took out a gun from my pocket. With my long black cloak, no one saw me aiming at the boy.
My aim was perfect. I knew I could kill him.
I shot the gun. I felt recoil from my hand. Gunpowder scattered in the air. The shot was loud.
In my gaze, the bullet passed through the window and reached toward the boy.
He is about to die. Ray Silvers.
Then, the bullet bounced off from him. I noticed the blue shield covering his body.
I should have known. I guess, I needed to get close.
***
Windows scattered and a few pieces flew in Gwen's direction. Ray quickly pushed her to the side.
He turned around and scanned the surrounding area.
A gunshot!
Screams erupted around them. People couldn't keep their cool.
' I am fine. The bullet stops. '
He turned around to look at Gwen. He crunched down the table and crawled toward Gwen while looking up for the marksman.
His hands landed on the floor and felt the wetness. It was warmth. He thought of the milkshake but the iron in the air didn't ease his thought.
He finally looked in Gwen's direction. Her face was cut by the glass. He saw the small pieces struck on her face.
A bigger one on her neck.
Ray felt cold. He reached toward her and grabbed her head carefully.
" Hey. Hey. " He called her. But there was no response except the coldness warping her body.
Ray didn't think humans would be this fragile. Of course, he had killed a few but those were the product of his creation.
' It is fine. '
Another bullet was shot. It stopped by the force shield. The bullet was aimed at his head.
' Such an accuracy. '
Ray dragged Gwen to the back and his eyes met with the waiter. He ordered.
" Call the ambulance. "
The waiter nodded and did as he was told to.
Ray put his hand on the shadow. The hand phased through and grabbed a jacket.
It was a prototype he made for his ripoff Ironman suit. He made it during the dark matter equation because the computer was slow.
Ray quickly dismantled the jacket and took out the core. He then grabbed the belt and took the piece. Combined with the core and the piece of belt, this will produce the shield for her.
" You should thank me later. " Ray said. His voice was cold.
He stood up and walked out of the coffee shop. For this reason, he wanted to know who shot the gun.
He separated the belt into another two pieces. The one transformed into a mask.
The other went to his arm.
" Diane. " Ray called.
[ Enemy missing.]
" I see. Then scanned everyone here. I wanted to know who shot me.]
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Three shot.
Three pellets pressed on his shield. They all hit at the same place. The enemy was trying to weaken the shields.
' He is good. But a bullet is not enough to kill me. '
[ Found him, sir. He is running away.]
[ You shouldn't pursue him.]
Ray sighed and the police were coming. His anger had died as well. He looked into the coffee shop.
[ She will be fine if the hospital has the same type of blood.]
Ray turned around. He had felt a shiver reaching down his spine. He felt fear for Gwen's life.
This situation was not the same as the kidnapping situation. He had no control over anyone but him this time.
[ Mason calling.]
" Answer. "
" Sir, I heard a gun."
" Don't worry. Start the car. I am coming. " Ray said.
He didn't look back at Gwen. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He walked away. This will be the last time he will see her.
He didn't care anymore. There are infinite numbers of her in infinite reality. In the end, she did not matter that much in his goal.
She was a person he found interesting in this world.
Right now, his mind was focusing on the shooter.
' I need to clean the criminal organization. '
He arrived at the parking lot.
Mason opened the door and closed it gently.
Ray grabbed the mask and placed it on his arm.
" Where should I go, sir? "
" To my lab. And call your boss. "
The car drove off.
" What the matter, Mason? " Rigoletto answered.
" Someone shot me. " Ray said in a flat tone.
" Are you hurt? "
" No, but someone is about to. I will see you tonight. "
" Okay. "
The conversation was short. His finger tapped on the window.
Finally, his mind went calm.
" Diane. Delete the CCTV record for me. I also want all my records removed from the internet. "
He felt relaxed after giving this order.
He could focus his mind on the portal gun project.
