The Fresh Start In An RPG World

I'm prevented from shooting because I have to jump to avoid more shots, but this time I jump behind the dinner table, leaving my opponent on the other side. I kick the table hard, which hits him, so I can get up by shooting him.

The two that were left were thrown to the ground. One of them, the one who was screaming and probably attacking Yasmin.

"Please, I can... "He starts talking, but is interrupted by a shot from me, which hits him in the head.

Then I shoot the second.

I run to the side of Yasmin, who was thrown in the middle of the room. His arms were tied, I took a knife quickly and cut the ties.

"Are you all right?" I ask. "Did you do something? "

I look at his body, he had multiple puncture marks.

"I am... "She hugs me while she talks. "Thanks for coming. "

Your strong embrace holds me for a moment. With all the noise we made it was not surprising that reinforcements came, but unlike before, they do not enter the apartment, they all stay outside.

"Just shoot everything, we won't give you a chance to escape again. "The voice, from what appears to be the commander, can be heard.

I had my back to the entrance, so I held Yasmin with all my strength, in this way I will serve as a shield for her. I try to throw myself forward, but I can't make the move I want. She takes my point of balance, spinning and standing on top, this was one of the ways I taught her to escape from someone when she needed it.

"I'm sorry..."

That's all I can hear before the shooting, I try to turn around anyway, but we were already falling, it was impossible to come back from the way we were now.

A symphony of gunfire is all that can be heard, the sound is too loud for anyone to hear anything. I can feel the impact of some bullets, but somehow I knew they wouldn't bring any fatal injuries,

At this instant it seems I can see things happening more slowly, a bright red liquid could be seen sneezing in the air, slowly going up and looking never coming down, mixing with the caramel of Yasmin's hair and both covering my face, preventing me from seeing anything other than that strange mixture of colors.

The strange music, where the instruments were weapons and the mercenary shooters last two minutes, but that seems an eternity to me. I felt nothing during that time, even though I knew I had been shot a few times, I knew what it felt like to be shot, but it seemed to be being denied by even greater pain.

After the firing ceases, silence reigns completely over the place. It seems that neither side wanted to move. Something hot was dripping over my body. Safe Yasmin with all my might, the last thing I wanted to do at that moment was let her go. I'd rather more shots were fired and I was the target this time.

"Just... "I can hear Yasmin's voice low. "Run..."

That's the only thing I can hear, nothing else made sound, even though I knew that for an hour those outside would come in to check if I was dead.

I put my hand on your neck and try to feel your pulse, I know there are other better ways, but I really was out of time at the time. A few seconds passed, there was no pulse. I feel my body go soft for an instant, even though I knew that it was almost impossible to survive, I still had an iota of hope, which had been shattered at that moment.

For a small moment I give up everything, what's the point of continuing to run away forever? To live without ever having peace. Is it really worth it?

"No matter what difficulty you're going through, remember that living is still the best option! To accept death is simply to give up the possibilities that the future may bring."

Once again I remember those words. I look at Yasmin falling into my arms.

"I'll do it"

I put it on the ground next to me and pull it into the corridor, doing it as slowly as possible, so it doesn't make any noise, but it's impossible, as soon as I'm almost at the cover the shots start up again, but this time I can put strength in and get us out of the firing line.

I put Yasmin in his room. Behind our bed were some weapons that I always kept safe, unfortunately they will be useful. Two daggers, a pistol and a katana, this is my entire arsenal at the moment. I put the two daggers in holsters on my waist, as well as the pistol, in a holster on my leg, I had nowhere to put the sword, so I put it on my back.

Just like before I break the window and jump to the emergency exit, I hear almost instantly the people moving inside the building, they were running to look for me.

Jump into the neighbor's window. The jump was huge, but I managed to get up a little close to the fourth floor and jump with all my might. But this way there was no way to be quiet. What also turned out to be good, after all, had to get them away from her.

I do that one more time, coming to the last apartment this side of the building. I play myself into the residence, falling into a couple's bedroom, they were watching a movie on a streaming series platform.

"I beg your pardon," I talk myself up and run by your house.

This time the door was open, no need to break it down. In the hall on the floor there were two guards, who looked from one side to the other, looking for me. When I open a door one of them shouts, warning everyone else who was on the lower floor and his partner.

"Run, faster. "I hear the scream coming from downstairs.

By drawing the second dagger I slit the throat of the first enemy and shooting the other hand at the second. They both fall to the ground.

I take the katana off my back. To be honest, I was never interested in sword fighting, let alone katanas, which had a very specific fighting style, but Yasmin was passionate about Asian culture. That gun in my hands had been a gift from her, I won it a few months ago.

"You get cool with a sword"

I smile remembering your words. I don't think that's true, but I can assure you I fight well.

The sound of footsteps going up the stairs. I held the sword with both hands, I had trained a bit of kendo, but I feel that I'm not about to master it completely. Sounds of cartridges entering the weapons. But it was enough.

"Let's just take them all out. "

I run forward, kicking the first one who would finish climbing the steps, making him fall behind those who followed him.

After long minutes of combat I can start walking back home. Among the dead on the ground was the same man I met when I was leaving in the morning, apparently he was the one who gave the information to these guys.

Dragging myself through the walls I arrive, after much effort, at the room where I spent most of my days. I walk from some bodies to the room where, a few hours ago, I slept peacefully with her.

On the floor of the room was Yasmin, sitting with her back to her bed, just as she had left it a few moments ago. A small pool of blood was forming beneath her. I use what little strength I have left to put her on the bed, on the side where she was always sleeping, after all, just as she once told me herself "It's strange to switch sides in bed when you're used to it.

I lie on the other side, looking at the ceiling. My body, even in its deplorable state, still seemed to be ready for the exhausting race, which would soon follow, I was already used to this routine, even though I have been a little atrophied recently.

"You know, I believe the only thing that still makes me move are your words "I talk by turning my face to look at you.

It seemed as if she was just sleeping, making her feel that she should be silent, or she could wake her up at any moment. I put my hand on your cheek, it was a little bloody.

"I'll keep giving it my all, surviving by doing everything possible." I'm beginning to say. Some tears start to run down my cheeks. How long has it been since that happened? Maybe the last time happened shortly after I ran away and my parents were killed. "I will fight until my strength is exhausted... At least until I can take it all. "

I've spent too much time here, I have to start moving fast. I'm going to the window, already torn apart, and sit down.

"I hope there's an afterlife... You deserved something better. "I jump to the emergency stairs.