The gunship made a loud noise as it abruptly picked up from the landing pad. It didn’t quite break through Zaeed’s mind, which was buzzing with rage. No. No, fucking no chance he was getting away again!

The gun jolted in his arms as he shot at the ship. He knew it wasn’t nearly good enough to take down the ship, but goddamnit he was blinded by his anger. He emptied the gun, shot over and over, until it jammed, and then some. The gunship dipped behind trees, and all he could let out was an animalistic shout of rage. A firm hit to the side of the gun made the cannister flick out, and it was unjammed.

“You just cost me twenty years of my life!” he shouted hoarsely, turning the gun onto the Commander. Damnit. Damn it all to hell! He got so fucking close, and this bleeding heart let Video get away.

Before he could even decide whether to shoot them, a boom came from the half-destroyed building. He looked over just in time to see the metal beam fly at him, crushing his leg and pinning him to the ground. He let out a noise, though even he didn’t know if it was pure anger or pain.

“Son of a bitch....”