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PostPosted: Sat Apr 04, 2015 9:51 am    Post subject: Less Than a Second Reply with quote

“Be so kind as to drop your guns, all of you,” said the woman who had accompanied Blake and was now holding a gun on them.
Well, this certainly went bad fast. Snap out of it, Avon, do something, Dayna thought as she tossed her gun with the others.
“You and this nest of rebels are now prisoners of the Federation,” continued the woman.
Okay, I can get us out of this. A second, that’s all I need. No, I can do it in less.
“You’re a Federation agent?” asked Tarrant.
Good. Get her talking. Make her lose focus.
Dayna inched forward, closer to the pile of weapons.
Practiced this hundreds of times. Fire from a kneeling position to present a smaller target. Aim for the center of her body in case she moves.
“Oh, now, look, I’ve never been against the Federation,” said Vila as he scurried towards the woman.
That’s it, Vila, do what you do best. Give me that second I need.
Dayna took in long slow breaths and relaxed her muscles in preparation.
Stay ready, loose. Wait until she looks at him. Only need a second.
Dayna reacts with a startled viper’s speed. The gun nearly leaps into her hand as in one smooth movement she crouched, scooped it up and aimed.
She never saw the flash erupt from the Federation officer’s weapon. She didn’t feel the plasma bullet rip through her chest, severing her heart. She wasn’t aware of her best friend Tarrant catching and gently lowering her to the floor. It was over...in less than a second.
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