“watch where you point that.” i say my eyes darkening as i push the gun up against the back of the guys head.

we were on patrol, like usual, and we ran into some trouble and got seperated, you were out of ammo, and you got a little injured, so this dude cornered you and had a gun to your forehead, i could tell you were just a little scared, but relieved when you saw me

“you know what that is, drop the gun” you direct authoritatively, and the guy does and puts his hands up