I’ve fallen asleep.

I don’t know when I fell asleep. I don’t know how long i’ve been asleep either. I’m not complaining either, sleeping is one of my favorite pastimes. I want to stay asleep. There is just one problem…

I’m pretty sure i’m dying. Not exactly my best moment I must admit. I’ve been able to live through lots of assassination attempts. Not exactly sure what I did to get those assassins to come after me though. I could list a few things that might be it, but i’d rather not think to deeply on it. I picked up an apparently priceless multi-colored rock, comendered blueprints for a few new age explosives, tripped a senator who promptly stumbled off a bridge, blew up the empire state building, and even crashed the stock market for the kicks of it a few years ago. None of that warrants assassins, right?

Ok, i’ll admit… that now that I list those out, I sound like some sort of super terrorist…

But those were all misunderstandings. The rock fell on my head while I was walking near the back of the city’s museum. I’d rather have thrown the thing away, but I forgot to after some rather scary people started chasing me. I don’t have many skills, but escaping is one of them, and i’m REALLY good at it. Needless to say I still have it. It looks nice, so I keep it in a shoebox near my work desk at home.

The blueprints I got from a trashcan in the park just taped to a small space underneath the lid. I knocked the thing over when I tripped trying to run away from a rabid dog. That's right, i’m a proud survivor of my blocks most notorious chiwawa. Always foaming in the mouth that thing. It's just not natural. I’ve even seen it take down policemen before. Yea, not policeman, men. Five of them. Not sure what lead to it, but I saw the aftermath. Terrifying. Anyway, I found the stupid scraps of paper with complicated drawings on it under the trash cans lid. I took it because it looked cool. It’s currently hanging on my wall like a poster.

The senator looked like a bully that used to torcher me in middle school. I tripped him in the heat of the moment and he stumbled. It would have been fine with just that, but the idiot had to make a dramatic performance out of it and ended up falling off the bridge. The face he made when he realized that he’d just basically jumped off a bridge was priceless, even if he wasn’t the bully I’d remembered. Of course I had to escape again after bodyguard’ish guys started chasing me. I’ve been running from people a lot lately. I’m glad i’ve got amazing escaping skills for some reason. Comes naturally.

The Empire State Building just kind of exploded when I pressed a button on something I found on the ground. It looked interesting so I picked it up and took it home with me. My apartment has a nice view of the Empire State Building, so when I started fiddling with the the thing and pressing buttons I saw when the building blew up. Needless to say I chucked the thing out the window as hard as I could. Bad luck that think was. I’m sure of it.

The thing with the stock market… Yeah I did do that on purpose, it’s just that it wasn’t supposed to be so devastating. Remember that bully? I found out he runs a big company that sells… just about everything. He inherited it from his parents and has been running it for a few years. Other then my skills in escaping, I also happen to be a master programmer.

Plot holes?

Writers excuse?

Neither, this is the real world and i’m a fairly hard worker with a few natural talents.

This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it

I decided to mess with his company and hacked his servers. The problem was his company was like, a REALLY big thing. The hack caused trust to fall, supporters backed out, many of the company's subsidiaries took a hard hit and stocks for the company fell to an all time low. Again another problem, the company’s president, my middle school bully, was a nut job. He thought the hack was another company’s attack against his and put lots of resources into a counterattack against most of his corporation's competitors. Another thing to take note of. I didn't know then, but LOTS of ceos of large corporations are sociopaths. Apparently you need lots of apathy for others to make it big time. A large scale cyber war ensued and stocks for many large companies took a nosedive creating a small scale stock market crash.

All I can say… I didn't mean it…

Anyway, currently dying.

I thought when you’re dying you see your life flash before you eyes, but all I saw was all the misfortune that caused this. I woke up at some point and my vision is spotty. My lungs burn and it seems i’m drooling blood. I’m suddenly remembering all my regrets in life and it’s making it all the more painful. I’m noticing that lots of my regrets are kind of weird, but i’d much rather stop thinking about it then go soul searching at the moment. I think my heart stopped a few minutes ago and i’m running on fumes. There is no way I can survive this, last resort then. I’d like to think i’m a nice guy. I greet people and smile. I help in small ways the people I know. But I know that there is just one problem with me. I hate to admit it but i'm a little nuts. I’m a vengeful bastard and i’ve a whole lot of ways to deal with people I don’t like.

With the last of my strength I reach to my chest where I keep a small device with a few buttons on it. Just before I expire, I press a red button, the only one on the device. I like to think i’m a bit of a comedian.

Never press the red button.

(POV Assassin leader grunt 1)

We’ve been trying to track the bastard for a year and a half. Not sure how, but he always managed to just barely get away each time. Kill him and take back the blueprints. That’s our mission. The blueprints were gunning for are stolen and the scientists who created them are dead. The backups for it were of course deleted, the problem was that the single hard copy disappeared at a drop point. We found out through a hacked surveillance camera that a guy picked it up and were been going after him ever since to little success. It was only after he sparked a large scale cyber war we managed to track him.

The guy is insane.

The things we’ve found out while investigating him are legendary in the underworld. Some of the largest thefts and terrorist attacks in the last twenty years have been completed or instigated by him. It’s even been proven that he’s had a hand in things that he simply should not be a part of. Killing a high profile politician heading the ratification of laws that benefit oil corporations, the theft of the sun gem, the largest multi-colored gem ever unearthed, the destruction of the Empire State Building, and the most recent large scale cyber war and the ensuing small scale stock market crash. Known to be terrifyingly brilliant and completely unpredictable. Until now no one has ever even seen his face.

It’s terrifying to know we’re supposed to go against someone like that. We’ve finally pinpointed his location and i’ve got to say it’s completely unexpected. The mans place is just way to ordinary. It’s ridiculous. Still, our mission doesn’t change.

We managed to poison him and he’s currently dying. We don’t move in yet for fear of any traps. I’m heading the operation and am currently set up in a building a few blocks away from his apartment. Just before I give the OK to storm his room, the building explodes, and I mean EXPLODES.

The ground shakes and I can feel the shockwave from here. It feels like an earthquake and it’s really hot. Did the nut job rig his building with a fire bomb? How big did he even make it!? I think it took out a whole block or two.

A BLOCK OR TWO!

I think I peed myself.

I peed myself.

I want to go home.