I ran, faster than I thought I could have, living in the sketchy part of town was hard enough, when you heard gunshots, you ran. I stopped for a moment, the protestors and rioters pushing against the wall of police. Their chants were faint, my ears ringing "Down with blume" Something along those lines.
I looked down an empty alley, there was a man, he was shot. I ran towards him "Holy shit, I'm gonna help you!" I shouted to him.
"Fuck it." He mumbled
"What?!"
He passed me his phone,
"You call the only contact, tell them you were given this by Aaron. Then tell them that I'm dead." He told me
"Wait what? What the hell?!" I shouted, he bled out, I had never seen a man die. And it was definitely something I'll never forget.
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The Recruitment (A watchdogs story)
FanfictionI know this is different from my usual stories, but I thought I'd give this a shot, let me know what you think!
