21 2780-Space City Iron Lake (044165)- Blood Bubble

Fun fact: ( Did you know some people didn't like cameras getting better, because of how ugly they looked when it did?.)

Zatland P.O.V

[Be careful, I'm allowed to break all of your bones in this one.]

as he said that I was too late to discover he had moved his wrist, and brought his hand forward to break my watch.

I wanted to block, but he had simultaneously done something else to my un-betterment, I had to jump out of the way of his left hook.

His fist was making a slight whooshing sound in the wind when it missed.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Holy crap, how strong was this guy?

I immediately began crawling, one, two, three steps.

Then I knew I had made a mistake. The greatest downfall of my earlier plan to lure him into this alley. Was about having nothing between him and me, because he was faster.

Now when I turn around, I could feel his distinctive Aura of death behind my back. And their was nowhere to hide.

Whoosh

He swung again and this time towards the back of my head.

Smash!

I twisted my body away from the fist and rolled on my back. The wind from the punch hit me like a rush of blood from my head. I squirmed away, I couldn't get up, or I would die. So I resorted to crawling on the ground.

Isaac took off his trench coat, revealing the short sleeved collared shirt underneath his wardrobe.

The man was ripped as shit!

Narrator

Zatland crawled as fast as his hand could carry him, his backpack wobbling uncomfortable to his side. The way he was moving was making it extensively hard for him to not break any of the things in his bag.

His only saving grace was that the laptop was majorly hard. Even a car crash couldn't break it.

Smack!

A kick hit Zatland's shoulder, and he went down.

Zatland began to twist and slither on the floor. If he stood up, there would be more accessible body space, for Isaac to hit. Zatland had to make himself a smaller target to get out of this alley.

Kick Kick Kick Kick

Zatland swung his leg back a few times and managed to get Isaac to back off.

Isaac twisted his neck, he took out his gun, from the back of his pocket.

Ta Ta Ta Ta

Zatland took the gunshots in his back, without being able to see what was coming. He wasn't expecting that Isaac would be able to use his gun.

Blood scattered in the area, as multiple little holes appeared on his body.

" ahhhh." Zatland squirmed from the pain. He immediately channeled the pain he was feeling into his strength, he crawled forward and created distance between them.

He drew to the edge of the alleyway.

Isaac ran forward, stomping down toward zatlands stomach.

Zatland got on his knees and took the kick with his hands, spiraling backward, and into the sun.

…

Exiting the alleyway Zatland still wasn't safe, as he could sense Isaac steadily approaching.

Desperate he grabbed out at a leg that was suddenly passing beside him, he rolled behind.

An unfortunate man in a business suit came in-between Zatland and his teacher.

...

Isaac was momentarily stopped from continuing his attack, and Zatland jumped into the crowd, getting up in a sprint.

P.O.V Zatland

My body hurt all over, but I hadn't gotten stunned just yet. I reached into my backpack and got out a cell phone. Zion's and my phone were always compatible, so I didn't need my watch for an online connection.

Bang!

My cell phone exploded in my hand, I looked back. Was he serious? He just shot through a crowd of people, mostly civilians.

People began to scatter wildly around me, screaming and ducking for cover.

Ta ta Ta

He shot his gun into the air, creating a circle among the people as he ran. Everyone was terrified of him.

I was terrified of him,he was crazy.

I opened my mouth and screamed. if he wanted to play the bad guy I'd help him play the bad guy.

"stop! Stop! Somebody help me! This mans gone crazy."

It usual easy to tell apart civilians from military personnel, a civilians first instinct is to run away, but in this crowd, no one inched forward. Nothing happened but a slight twitching in the instructor's neck. Isaac noticed his predicament if anybody came forward to help me.

I finally noticed it too, all the test required of me was to get assistance.

I opened my mouth to shout, and Isaac shot at my back.

Spray!

A large spray of blood appeared as my back splatter like a blood bubble. Some of the blood on my back hit my face.

"what the hell? Why was it stronger?" the bullet in my back was not the same caliber. I could feel it in my body, just how large it was.

"eeaaa!" I screamed, before partially leaning forward. I ducked my head below the crowd and started running away.

I don't remember how many times I've been shoot, but things were getting bad for me. The bullet wound was unable to create a fatal injury, but my blood loss was becoming an issue. It wouldn't be bad for now, but I had to keep myself from being injured anymore. Especially with all the running.

I took a deep breath as I varied my path through the crowds and lost my way in a new direction. I was thinking that if I could lure him out, I could circle around him, in the next direction.

It was becoming unsafe, but Zion came after me and would soon be here. If I could find him first, then this whole thing would be over. If I couldn't, I'd be crippled.

Narrator

Zatland scurried through the crowd of people that were giving him dirty looks as he bumped into them. A couple of the ladies probably already believed he was a molester. But he couldn't stop now to worry about their thought. Right now he was running for his life.

He needed to find a way to establish contact with Zion; he started looking for a building to climb.