• Jake Williams could taste the blood on his lip, the sweat rolled down his face as he breathed heavely. The gun fight he had just been involved in was brutal, painful and most importantly, pointless. It annoyed him that Simon had gotten away but Zoe was safe now and that was all that mattered.

    Jake looked out over the man made lake, Zoe walked up from behind him and as she put her hand on his shoulder Jake felt calm, that was an unusual feeling for jake, welt it had been a non existant feeling for the past year, but now, just for these brief moments, Jake felt calm.

    "Babe, Go to the bridge, Hannah is waiting, she will take you to the farm so you will be safe" Jake said as he readied for his last assualt on the rival gang, on his nemisis one could say,
    "Ok babe but," Zoe stopped and wiped a tear from her eye, "But please promice me you will come back to me."
    "Of course I will Zo," Jake put a false smile on and finished, "I promice."

    Jake knew it was a promice that he couldn't keep, he didn't know how, he just knew, this was it.

    As Jake's bike rode into the city all he could see was fire and flashes streaking the night sky, if it wasn't for the fact that it wasn't a good thing and that it was his fault, Jake would have found it beautiful. the loud revs of the engine were nearly drowned out by the sounds of gun fire and explostions.

    Jake stopped to check in with one of his generals and found out that Simon was close by. Jake and Jason decided to hunt there prey down and that it was only fair for Jake to finish the job, especialy after all of what Simon had put Jake through, blowing up Jake's house, kidnapping Jake's girlfriend and trying to kill Jake's family and friends, of which Jason was one of but Jason knew that Jake was the one being wronged so it would be Jake that would take him out. Jake and Jason then decided to split up and couver more ground.

    Jake crept up to a car, behind of which was a small gathering of gang members of Simons and in the middle was evil encarnate him self, Simon, Jake raised the 12cal Sniper Rifle up and propped the bipod on the hood of the car, he looked down the scope. He alighned Simons head up in the center of the cross hair and Jake took a breath, deep in, slow release. He gently squeezed the trigger but that was all Jake would do.

    Jason Vera sneaked back to where Jake was going, the way Jason wanted to go was blocked by a 100 man strong barricade of fighting and bloodshed, as he reached the car he noticed that Jake wasn't there, this scared Jason a little but he brushed it off untill he noticed something that horrifide him, Jake's rifle.

    Jason looked closer and noticed a blood stain on the cement below and a metal bar covoured in blood next to it, he knew Jake was in trouble but he didn't know what he could do. Jason picked up the rifle and looked down the scope.

    What Jason saw would haunt him for the rest of his life, Jake was kneeling in front of Simon, with blood gushing down his neck, Simon then raised a pistol up and pointed it at Jake's head.

    *BANG*

    *BANG*

    *BANG*

    The shot echoed through Jasons head, it wasn't as bad as the image now burnt into his mind, Jake now lay dead at Simons feet. Jason didn't actually remember his next move, just looking at Simon's smiling face through the crosshair, Jason's hands tensing and then a click.

    *BANG*

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    Thats all she wrote folks.... thanks for reading, hope you like it, maybe I will redo it. dunno, if I get enough request I will.