[b]May 3rd, 2:09 pm...[/b]

Arkylius was in shock. Less than a minute had gone by since the man in the business suit who was in line behind him was targeted by a sniper and killed. The gunshot was silenced but the noise of the suppressed shot was louder in the ears of the Atlantian than of those around him. There was a continued ringing for what seemed like at least an hour, though in reality only a minute and a half had gone by now. If Ark could hear the panic and screaming of those around him he'd be more in panic mode as well. He'd never been sprayed by blood, only ever having seen it flow through the oceans and the currents like a red cloud. 


Reaper smirked as he watched the young man's reaction through his scope. "Well, looks like the new kids never been around much blood before." He adjusted himself for a better shot and lined up the sights of his scope over the young man's head. "It's a shame he won't have much longer to grow acquainted with it." He took in a deep breath, slowly exhaled through his nose and pressed the trigger again only to watch the young man disappear from his scope and have the bullet pierce through the hotdog vendor's cart and catch the older man selling them in the leg, dropping him to the ground screaming in agony. "Damn it!" He nearly yelled taking his eyes away from the scope to just barely see the young man running in the street. "You lucky little shit." He muttered as he placed the scope back to his eye to try and catch him in the scope again.

"Were those surface dwellers killed for being close to me? Have I already made enemies on land?" Ark thought darting in between cars, walkers on the sidewalks, and the occasional bike messenger. 

Arkylius took a breather after running through a fountain towards the beach coast of the city. He ducked for cover behind another of the buildings that didn't go past five stories high. He tore off his horrible t-shirt and put his Atlantian gear back on in full, trashing the flowered bag he'd purchased earlier to carry everything. His attacker seemed to have the higher ground advantage, however once in his uniform the young Atlantian sent out a remote beacon to Jake the robotic snake currently in stealth mode in the Atlantic. Touching another button on his chest gear, Ark went invisible himself and leaped onto a nearby rooftop. The sixty-five feet long snake en route to his location. 

Reaper quickly acquired his target in the scope once again, watching as the young man darted between parked car and people on the sidewalks as he waited for his chance to take another shot. He pulled the trigger only to have the bullet land in the truck of a parked car. "Damn." He muttered as he started to mentally keep track of the remaining bullets left in the clip. [i]Seven.[/i] He found the young man again on the sidewalk and fired again, once again missing, this shot landing in the shoulder of a woman in a red suit jacket that just exited a building. "Damn." [i]Six.[/i]

Everything just seemed to be in the boy's favor as every remaining shot missed the young man and would either hit another person, a parked car or simply embed themselves in the ground. And each time Reaper would curse and mentally note the remaining number of bullets left in the clip. "You have got to be kidding me," He said as the last round had been fired from the ten round clip, the last shot hitting the front wheel of a bike messenger's bike and sending him cartwheeling over the handlebars into the pavement. He continued watch as the young man ran through a fountain and disappear around the corner of a building. "So much for my luck, and I was having such a good day today." He muttered as he took apart the rifle and replaced the pieces back into his black duffle bag.

~KL~ / Aro