The Sniper: A Short Story

Then the Sniper turned over the dead body and looked into his brother’s eyes; which is also his enemy. The Sniper didn’t know how to respond, he was inattentive, with his parched mouth opened slightly, his face was as colorless as a ghost, he was as frozen as an ice cube. The sniper blinked a couple of times just to make sure it was real with his full-sized, brown eyes. He still had the urge to blink again, looking at his half-dead brother. A chunk of air cam out of his mouth and started to breathe heavily. He fell to the hard-hitting floor that wounded and scratched up his knees. Trying to hold his left arm in place, except he didn’t have enough strength. He tried to speak but, the words wouldn’t come out of his mouth. Knowing if he doesn’t do anything, then his brother will be gone forever. Using the skills that he learnt, fast enough, he had thought of something. He hurriedly pulled out his flask, remembering he still had liquor in it, he quickly spilled it out on his brother that had awoken him a bit more. It was a huge relief for the Sniper knowing his brother was still there, he took a great breath in and out and tried to speak with a big lump in the back of his throat. …show more content…
Struggling to stay awake his brother replies stuttering, “b, b, b, b, behind you”.
The Sniper looks behind him, and glares into the eyes of the real enemy. He knows it’s the last of him, he takes a long blink and as soon as he opens his eyes up, “BOOM” the Sniper gets shot in the middle of his chest. The Sniper says “I’m shot” as like the last time. This time he knows its nothing, this time he knows it the end. The 2 brothers look at each other in the eyes and they both have a smirk on their face, “it was good seeing you brother”.
“Same to you” the Sniper replied with a relaxed voice. Suddenly their eyes shut softly, their chests stop rising, and the pain is all