Book 2, Chapter 037

When Ean respawned, he charged straight back into battle because he didn’t realize how badly the tides had turned.  He snorted at my pessimism and spotted an enemy player.  The range was a bit long for his shotgun – but not impossible.  Three hits would do it.

Chka-BOOM!

Chka-BOOM!

crack-!

The third shot was the flat, distant report of a sniper rifle.  "O-kay…" Ean said as he stared at his red screen of death, waiting for the respawn timer to count down again.

This time, figuring that BullsEye was keeping an eye on the street he’d used last time, Ean took a different path out of the spawn zone.

crack-!

"Well, I’ve got him now," Ean growled.  He knew his Army Shooter maps, and there was only one spot with the vantage point to hit all three places where he’d been killed.

This time when he spawned in he took the sewer exit from his starting area.  He came out in the shadow of another building and carefully stayed under cover as he worked his way across the map.  On the side of his screen he watched BullsEye rack up kills like they were on ticker tape – "But that’s okay," Ean muttered.  "You just have to rattle a sniper really well once, and they spend the rest of the game holed up watching their back." – and he used those announcements to judge when BullsEye was focused somewhere else and it was safe to duck across open stretches.

crack-!

crack-!

crack-!

crack-!

"And now he’s reloading," Ean growled as he charged the remaining distance to BullsEye’s building.  He knew he had to have been spotted crossing the street – so BullsEye had to be covering the stairs.  Instead of taking them, Ean jerked his crosshairs up and systematically emptied his shotgun through the ceiling… but the game didn’t register BullsEye’s death.

"Dang," Ean muttered as he chucked a grenade – expertly bouncing it upstairs.  It detonated, but not close enough to BullsEye to score a kill.

"Which means I have a few seconds before he gets down here," Ean muttered, and switched to his C4.  He flipped a block up onto the ceiling and bolted for the door.  A few seconds was all the time he needed to get clear, and then he could detonate it and drop the entire house – with BullsEye still inside.  Except…

crack-!

…that BullsEye had already jumped out the second story window, turned around in the street, and just put another bullet through Ean’s virtual brain.

Et Alia, Book 2: Black Magic, Secret Agents, Shakespearean Tragedies and Interoffice Dating

4 responses to Book 2, Chapter 037


  1. Eren Reverie

    Hi everyone! I have the rest of the week loaded up for Et Alia now; sorry that yesterday’s post was late. Blegh: I am not very good at keeping on top of scheduling these! Well, I’m working on it and will continue to do so.

    Anywho, I hope you’re enjoying what you’ve read so far of this arc. ;D

  2. kellie

    Sure am. Really fun read!

  3. Areytha

    LOL Rachel is ninja gamer.
    Wait… that means Ean had TWO ninjas to worry about!

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