"Shit...I'm gonna be late!" I hissed as I scrambled down my stairs. I missed the bus, but thankfully I live nearby my school. Though I'll probably get a mouthful from Mr. G after this after all this is my fifth tardy this week. I barge into my class in a sweaty mess huffing and puffing. "Mr. Rimmy takes a seat I'll be talking to you after class." Mr. G stated with a glare that probably didn't mean anything good.

While walking to my desk I was dazed by my crush sporting a new ponytail peering nonchalantly through the window. When I shifted into my seat the announcements were rung and class proceeded as it's usual monotonous routine. Just as we're halfway through the lesson a panicked voice sounded out through the comms. "Attention! There is an armed hostile on the campus. All teachers proceed with Shelter in place procedure!"

I shifted out of my daydream while admiring my classmate's new hairdo. Just as we gathered in our positions there was hushed whispering among my peers. "We're all gonna die!" "Quiet he might hear us!" "I wanna go home!"

I just decided to hide under my desk not paying attention to my classmate's chatter. The chances of us getting picked out of the two hundred classrooms were minimal so I was wasn't that scared. That was until the fucking window got shot! "HOLY FUCK" "PLEASE DON'T SHOOT" "YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS" were along the lines of what everyone shrieked. To be honest I was scared beyond anything else that had ever happened in my life.

Just then a figure climbed through the window. From the looks of it, our attacker was a male and above 6 feet. He was wearing a bulky black cloak presumably to conceal his gun onto campus and what appeared to be military fatigues underneath. Though that's not important here, whats important here is his holding a giant high caliber pistol! In a thick and aggressive accent, he voiced out, "Anyone who can recite the code lives, anyone who doesn't die" and cocked his gun.

Right before I was about to pray to my gods I realized where he was starting. He was starting from the closest one next to him... he just had to be there... My crush was sitting right next to him fidgeting and squirming under his grim gaze. Her body was quivering in fear and face went pale like snow. Just then I felt my legs run cold and I started to move.

"I'm sorry I don't know! Please, I don't know what the hell 'the code' is supposed to mean!" she cried.

"Well, then I guess you don't cut it," he said while raising his gun.

Wham!~

I grabbed my metal thermos from my backpack and blindsided him as he was lining up his shot. A misfire occurred and skimmed pass her! The shrill crack of the gun split the air and my eardrums were reverberating, but I continued to push forward! If I stopped there then I would never have a chance to stop him again! Then I suddenly flew backward halfway across the room from under my feet. I underestimated him but under all that heavy gear he must be built like an ox. I might have gotten the upper hand on him before, but I'm just a sixteen-year-old kid while this guy is probably in his prime. Just then I realized his gun was out of his hands and on the floor so I screamed, "Get his gun!" as I charged forward faster than I ever had in my life. My classmates were stunned for a moment then immediately caught on and flung into action. I just had to slow him down!!!

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Just then from his bulky cloak, a long wide object was pulled out... a machete... come on! My fists whitened and teeth grinned as I was about to clash with him.

'Wait a moment why am I doing this... I never aspired to be heroic or anything but now I'm shivering with excitement and adrenaline is flooding through my veins...'

Then I was snapped out of my reverie by the incoming swing of his cold and stiff blade.

'BLOCK!BLOCK!BLOCK!BLOOOCK!!!'

I nearly deflected the entire blow to my surprise though I emphasize 'nearly' greatly! The complete side of my forearm was filleted and the force of his hit nearly smashed my thermos into my face. My thermos had a slice in it... may I remind you this is made of steel right?

'Really damn it! I couldn't even stop the first blow! Ah! I'm gonna cry, I can't move, but if I don't move I'll die!'

As if by a miracle either from the gods or all the adrenaline pumping through my veins I throw myself towards the ground to escape his machete's range. With the momentum, I slam my thermos into his ankle using every single fiber of my body to push!

'God please just let it break I know his like a real life Captain America, but I'm putting all my weight, force, and strength into this one hit!'

Then like music to my ears a shivering crack is sounded across the room!

'Success!'

With this, his mobility will be hampered so he can't get the gun or run away.

'Huh, guillotine?'

Just then I see him lifting his other leg and I could really see how defined and muscular his calves were after his clothes tightened around them. It really amazes me I even broke his ankle after seeing this and it's all because of my handiwork to bat! Yeah, I'm dead.

"Don't suppose we can let bygones be bygones do you?"

A similar crack resounded out though it was much more deafening and painful sounding.

'Yep, that's my neck smashing into smithereens and little bits, though funny thing is I can't scream or feel the rest of my body so I guess there goes my spine as well. DId they at least get the gun?'

Bang!~

'Well I guess that answers my own question'

Bang!~

Bang!~

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'Finally, that fucker is falling, was he even human? He took a whole the whole clip to go down!'

Wait a minute the world is starting to spin! Man, I wish it was like the movies where people die from one vital hit or something. Sadly, I just have to wait until my brain shuts down, though will I blank out before I shut down? It would be really handy right now. I think I'm hearing my classmates and... my crush what's she doing crying? She's crying for me... and then I was embraced in her bosom.

'Wait... whats this! I feel so giddy! I guess being a hero does come with its merits! Even though I'm dying I'm so happy! I wish I had known how great it was to be a hero then I would have enlisted later or something'

Just then my vision starting fading, the world was turning red before my eyes and gray spots were appearing out of nowhere!

'What the hell I never knew dying would be so trippy, but come on couldn't this have waited when I was done with my hug!'

Finally, my vision melded into white.