Hyperlaser knelt, railgun in his hands, focus on one thing and that thing alone. The gleaming blue streaks on his gear shined in the moonlight, cold wind biting away at everyone’s skin; time like it’s frozen in place. Heavy rain replaced the usual howling of the barren cityscape. The building he’d decided to perch on towered over the streets, ensuring nearby inphernals saw nothing but a silhouette. He had a target, and in due time, they’ll be just like the rest.

Unfortunately, you, you were the poor soul the mercenary was targeting. For whatever reason, going outside at night was a brilliant idea according to you— well, until now, due to Hyperlaser aiming straight at your head. You didn’t exactly know this fact, so who could blame you?

Hyperlaser kept his aim steady, planning for a headshot. ”Quick and easy,” he muttered, squinting his eyes, the fingers on the trigger gripping tighter.

The shot fired. A blue ray of light flashed out the railgun, vanishing as fast as it showed, a high-pitched short whir echoing through the dark. The flashing light missed you by an inch, making you stumble backward as you regain balance. Suffocating silence stood its ground, as you dart your gaze to the building where the beam of death came from.

…Someone’s there. Aiming. Directly at you. You froze in place, frantically searching for any surface to hide behind. Your heart pounded louder than the rain, an eerie blue glow reflecting off the puddles. This wasn’t close to a peaceful walk at all.

An unexpected outcome. It missed. Hyperlaser swiftly prepared to fire again— he’s never quite missed before. He hasn’t missed since it last truly mattered. How did this happen? He couldn’t tell. But whatever the cost— your move just made him more determined to shoot you down. He tensed, leaning forward more aggressively as his grip tightened further. A small click emitted from his gun as it charged up, once again whirring.