How do I respond to this, just how do I start to process any of this? Finding out that I was tricked and lead astray for multiple years thinking I was making the right choice, the twins had the same happen to them manipulated and lead astray to suit someone’s needs to rule a fucking country.
Now that I think more on this the more pissed I get and instead of punching my table I will plot the deaths of all those fucking rebels for doing this, merry did not have to go through what happened at wick at all if we weren’t…
I freeze with the thoughts of killing a person, I have never done it but could I do it people think about killing a person but never act on that feeling or thought to do it, what makes me different from normal people? Nothing really I am just good at being a sniper and understand it really well, people out there are the same just they don’t know how sniping works but know how something else works, but when it gets to a point where certain emotions are too much, we think of killing a person some may act on it but that is rare in the empire to happen but most people would freeze before doing it, think of if it is right or wrong, will I become a monster, how would my family and friends see me after I kill them.
Those questions fuck with someone for a long time before it happens but one question stops a person hundred percent of the time, will I be able to withstand my guilt for killing a person. I don’t like to ponder these kinds of things but at times like this, it just enters my mind like a worm wanting food. These questions are things I ask while on this journey to make my dream real.
I stand and my way up the ladder and into my bed to lay there so I can continue to the next day, I just don’t want it to be true for both of the twins and me, to just have this sudden knowledge of that a person I trusted with my life and saw as a mentor just so happens to be a person who has exploited me for there own factions gain in some stupid scheme to have power over everyone else. I don’t understand people and maybe never will.
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I wake up from my sleep, I slowly get out and drop down same as the last couple days, standing again atop a high place looking out to the sunset, although we are further from the military base and place we were training to get me used to my camouflage abilities and how quick I will be able to move from one spot to another while under pressure.
Now I am standing atop a building not finished looking over the rest, here I suspect I will be training my skill to find targets and shooting, new basics are going to be learned and after I understand these basics I am going to leave with twins and Jasmine back to the estate and help out with what is going on in the empire.
Although I may be used there as well to help their own agendas and goals they have but…I have a choice for which side I want to have exploit me.
“Well time for you to get used to sniping” Jackson said, breaking the silence between us “well set up we don’t have much time before the night hits us” he walks over to the edge with a tarp and sandbags sitting there. I walk over as well lay down with my sniper, look down the scope, and notice a few things that feel off about it.
“Sniping with a helmet is a hard task as the view is off by a few centimetres or so” if that is the case why do people still use the helmets? “The reason why people still use helmets is because of its magnification setting, it can change from a normal magnification of about x6 to x12 or x20 if you need it” is that really about it? I understand the importance of that but it does not make up for the fact of having you sight being off by a few centimetres.
Still unimpressed by the information I have just learned we continued “Now there is a way to overcome this unforgiving downside” I look at him with question although not seeing it “Not having a scope and just using the iron sights of the sniper itself, that gets ride of 2 major factors in sniping the other factor is spotting and recon which I have already covered when I passed you your helmet” with the talking somewhat over I shuffle around a little to get comfortable in my spot and start to remove my scope.
After I remove it the feeling of something wrong starts to leave my mind, I take aim and the magnification feature he was talking about starts to take effect. not having a scope throws me off a little and is simply weird not to have one as having one give an advantage of zoom and bullet drop indications based on how far a person is but this just zooms the view into a particular area and does not give any indication of bullet drop.
I sigh silently.
“Now look towards the building on the right with a blue flag” I look right searching for a building with the description that Jackson gave, finding it relatively easily and spot several dummies in various positions, clothing, and armour “found it?” I nod in conformation “Aim for the first one on the right and take the shot” he just want me to shoot without giving out a range or such?
I bring back my attention to what I am doing and aim at the first dummy, now the problem is that I do not have a range or airspeed calculator in this helmet but I could use the flag as an indication for wind speed but for range I just have to go off my gut instinct to do the range.
I breath in and breath out slowly and start aiming up to where the distance is right I stop when I found the distance and pulled the trigger, the sound of the bullet leaving the sniper rang through the city and even the helmet. the NJ ‘45s are definitely scary, just based of the gunshot I just heard gave me chills let alone being shot at one.
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I look the dummy I was shooting and found no damage done whatsoever, did I aim too high or low? “High, aim lower by a meter” Jackson says giving an overview of my shot “A meter high I thought I was on target” he looks down at me “If it were at the right height you would’ve missed anyhow as the bullet would have wondered about half-a meter to the left of the target” How?
I look back like how you would with a scope again, then it hits me, the drift and height adjustment you would have in a scope which is aligned on a rail on the barrel where the bullet leaves, with the helmet you don’t have the height or drift adjustment just visual cues and such that is also not aligned to the barrel. The iron sights could be used but most are shoddy and limit you view even more in the helmet. This is going to be a problem going forth, I need to find a way to counteract this. a scope could help but that centre meter problem is going to a bitch to get around.
Unless I fiddle with the cameras on the outside of the helmet, that could work I just need time to adjust them. With this problem and solution, I take off my helmet leaving my head to be covered in classic burglars mask just without the little mouth part from the earlier trial. I place back the scope and try again this time fiddling with magnification, drift, and height, once I feel that all of it is correct I breath out holding my breath, I squeeze the trigger again hearing the full roar of the sniper making my ears ring a little. Those helmets block out most sound I have found out.
While I am still looking down the scope I see the impact I have done, a hole the size of ball you would play with in dodgeball in its chest, it still stood with the training bullet hitting the support structure behind it leaving a big dent. I breath in letting air into my lungs Jackson walks closer to me and kneels down while I wait for the next target “Why did you take off the helmet?” I look at him with him still wearing his helmet “I took it off so I can learn otherwise we would be here all day with me missing targets” I can tell without him having to take off the helmet the eyes of judgment, he sees people who use scopes for sniping as weak I think.
“The far right aim for the head” I nod turning my head back the scope to find the next target, seeing it I notice how it is further from the others and on a higher place than me, I do same more adjusting all three aspects although the magnification was at max it did not help the target was that far so I adjust the height reaching 1k in distance. With my magnification maxed out it make hitting the head harder when it was already a gruelling task to do. I breath in and out holding my breath when my lungs are empty and squeeze.
The bang again makes my ears ring. As I look down the scope to see the aftermath I could not really tell as the head was already small enough to be unnoticeable, we both sit in silence while I try and see if I hit it or not. The silence was broken by Jackson walking away from the position before he reaches the stairs I ask if I did something wrong he turns back to me “Put on helmet and find out if you need more training or not” he then walks down the staircase we had walked up earlier to reach the spot. I put on the helmet to look at the dummy and see that I had…hit it.
I actually hit it in the riskiest spot to shoot a person in, I don’t believe it. I sit there looking at the dummy with out a head to fit the rest of the body, I take off the helmet and conclude to continue to snipe at each target laid across the city. I am going to be here until the targets are gone or until the ammunition runs out. I wonder which will disappear first.
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The last bullet on the last dummy that has avoided multiple bullets, I squeeze the trigger hearing the last roar of the weapon for a while, and see in the distance the hole in the chest I was looking for, after the ringing plaguing my ears ends the pain substitutes it, I need to invest in earmuffs that can also be used to communicate, only while I modify the helmet though after that it is no longer useful although I could just not use the helmet? Either have their upsides and down sides but I think I will stick with the helmet for the time being.
I stand and rube my ears as the pain, I may turn death if I continue shooting it. I stand up and stretch, I lean down and put on the helmet. I see the time of 14:04 I had spent 2 hours sniping every target, which does not make sense it only felt like 30 minutes.
I start my journey back to the house first by going down 10 flights of stairs before the awfully long walk back to the house. Training with Jackson or just being around him feels like a crime being committed, I understand why but I feel as if he is in the right somehow or someway, but I think that art of me wants to give him the benefit of the doubt for doing all of this, I just can’t accept that as if he did do this for the sake of us he would have not let what happened at Wick happen and would have shown a semblance of care when we got her back but he didn’t.
I need to stop thinking about wick, Jackson, and the rebels altogether, its not helping me in a way to get answers, but to make me even more pissed than I am which I don’t need at this time especially with jasmine waking up soon.
I stop my walk and look up seeing the clouds slowly dispersing to show the sky above it, the storm will come to an end soon and when it does we will make our escape or when it is at its height of being a storm you do not wish to travel in, either of them gives us a chance to leave and head for house Vilight’s main house which is about a weeks’ worth of travel if I am right in predicting where we are and where the house is.
I continue my walk through the snow covered streets with heavy duty equipment here and there, this city really was in construction before being postponed or just abandoned, but judging by how the heavy duty vehicles look I’d say it was recently that they left rather than 3 or so years ago, walking through this city makes me feel like a person who is the only one left in the world and is just trying to survive.
I smile at that thought, if I were the only person alive on this frozen planet what would I do? Where would I go? Those questions fill my mind until I reach the main entrance, with a sigh I open the door and walk in, I take off my helmet burglars mask and walk to the main room to see mark sitting there reading a book.
I hear the door behind me leading to jasmines quick first aid room open, I look to see who is walking to see merry walking out holding a plate, she notices that I am standing just a few meters form the door and motions for me to walk in.
A lump forms at the back of my throat, just goes to how nerves I am to see someone I know after 10 years. I walk towards the open door and walk in seeing jasmine staring daggers at me, how do I start this reunion of elder sister and younger bother who has been missing for nearly 11 years.