He ran as fast as he could, as fast as his legs would allow him to go. Yet, the assassin was catching up fast. His lung and his muscles could no longer supply the ability he needed to sustain his current pace. Yet, he continued on for his life and for many others.
Soon, while running and grasping for air, he failed to notice the uneven earth. His right foot took a bit longer to reach the ground than he had anticipated but that bit of time was enough to make him kiss the dirt. For a split second, the pain in the lung was forgotten. It was as if, the pain was transferred from his lung to his face. He was puzzled but soon realized that he had fell and his nose was wet with blood.
He got up slowly but carelessly on his feet, trying to run again. However, it was already too late. The assassin was already merely 10 meters away from him with a gun trained at his heart.
“That is my least vulnerable part” he said to the other guy.
“Casablanca is my favorite”.
“I know.”
He held his breath and suddenly sprinted away from the hunter. Behind him, he could hear the bullet missed him by a sheer centimeter and hit a tree. Already exhausted but with no choice, he ran and ran until he could no longer run anymore.
Lithium pressed his back against the huge tree trunk, trying to think what to do next. He was breathing hard and tried to slow it down to a quieter level.
It came down to a few options. The first was to continue on running with the disc. He preferred this option as it was the only way to preserve himself. However, he knew only too well that we could no longer outrun his pursuer. The next viable choice was to destroy the disc into pieces and scratch its surface. However, all those intelligence works would be for nothing. The terrible secret would never be made known to the public and the devil, Chiron would be able to live his life without the punishment that he deserved. The last option, hide the disc among the bushes and hope others, especially Wrath and Tao would find it somehow.
And so, he stood up straight, turned his back and faced the tree that he had leaned against. He searched the tree and its surrounding and saw a few meters to its right, a tree stump with a small hole. Quickly, he reached inside his jacket for the disc case. The case was damaged, no doubt during his unexpected fall earlier. Fortunately, the disc itself was undamaged.
With an eye looking for any sign of his assassin, he quietly placed the case into the hole and made a simple sign that only a handful guild members could recognize. Once done, we quickly left the place and ran.
Finally, lactic acid took over his muscles and no longer could he run. It wasn’t long before he saw the assassin face again.
“Where is the disc?” asked the assassin.
“What disc?”
It took just a moment after his last word before the man with the gun kicked Lithium’s face. This time, Lithium lost his front tooth and blood was all over his face.
“Where is the disc, thief?” the assassin asked again.
“Try the yellow pages.”
And a shot was made.
A few minutes later, Wrath made it to the scene.
“He is dead”, Wolf told his partner.
“Why did you shoot him?”
“He knows me”.
“He knew you”, Wrath corrected Wolf.
“Yeah, he’s dead.”
