Man Down!

I hurried to the next tree and peered around it carefully.  No sight of my query, so I moved on softly.  I knew the guy was nearby.  He had just shot one of my friends straight in the heart.  I never saw somebody fall so fast.  I tried to save my friend, but it was obviously too late, so I took off after shooter.  I tried to tackle the guy, but he flew past me in a blur.

My special ops training allowed me to track that bastard this far, but he seemed to have vanished.  I noticed a woman and a man in what seemed like a very emotional conversation a ways away from me.  The woman seemed to notice me and gave me a thumbs up signal.  I was confused why she signaled me, but then I realized the signal wasn’t for me.  I looked up in the branches of the tree.

There he was, bow drawn.  I grabbed him by the leg and threw him to the ground, the bow and arrow scattering into the underbrush.  The little guy tried to fly off again, but I grabbed him by the wings and pinned him to the earth.  A couple quick backslaps to the face took the fight right out of him.

“Why did you do that to my buddy?” I asked the bastard.

The guy looked like I asked the dumbest question on the planet.  “Because that’s my job?” he asked.

“Well you shot the wrong man, and for that you will have to pay the price,” I finished saying just as the woman who had signaled earlier did a flying tackle on my distracted behind.  I rolled off the little guy and he was off into the air like a shot.  I shook my fist at the little bugger as he flew out of sight.

I got back to my feet ready to give that woman a piece of my mind, but she was bawling, lying on the ground.   “What is wrong with you?” I asked.

“He was going to shoot my boyfriend.  Then we wouldn’t have broken up,” she said.

I couldn’t believe my ears.  “Are you crazy?” I asked.

She got up and looked at me with pure hatred.  “Who are you to judge me?” she asked.  She then turned and hobbled off.  I threw my hands up in the air.  “Get going you stupid idiot,” I said.  “I did you a favor.”

She flipped me off from behind as she continued to walk away.  I was so glad this fiasco was over.  I hoped to never see her sorry behind ever again.  That’s when I felt it.  That little bastard had picked up his kit and shot me.

As I watched the woman of my dreams walking out of my life, hating me forever, I didn’t know what to do.  I didn’t know what to say.  I just wanted to be loved.

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