Dead Set Part 20


“It’s been awhile, Mountain,” DS told his companion.

“Let’s skip the small talk,” Mountain replied. “Let’s get down to business.”

“Your mark is first. Fill me in on the details.”

“Serial killer. Name unknown. Random victims, all killed with a crossbow. There were crosses left at every scene. We’re thinking it’s some kind of religious fanatic.”

“Anything else?”

“Yeah. Another thing left at each scene is a message. The killer writes it in blood. It reads: Send DS.”

“What? How is that possible? My existence isn’t known to anyone outside of the division, except for Samantha and Bethany. It makes no sense.”

“We don’t understand it, either. All we know is that someone has information about the Division and that puts us all at risk. This guy is our top priority. We need to find him and take him down.”

“Let’s go.”

Mountain was the first one to the door. As soon as he opened it, he was hit hard with a kick to the throat. He staggered backwards, knocking DS to the ground. Before the big man could recover, he was kicked in the groin. When he doubled over in pain, a knee caught him in the forehead. The big man fell flat onto his back. DS looked up and saw the assailant. A sigh escaped his lips as he watched Christian standing over his partner.

“What the hell are you doing here,” he asked the eternal.

“Stay out of this, DS,” Christian warned. “I have some unfinished business with this guy.”

“I can’t let you do that. Mountain is in the Division with me.”

“His name is Mountain? How fitting. It must’ve sucked to birth him.”

With a roar, Mountain grabbed the eternal’s leg and flung him across the room. Looking around for a weapon, the big man found a sword sitting on the table. While unsheathing it, he looked at DS. “Who is this guy? And how does he know about you or the Division?”

“That’s Samantha’s father. He’s my mark.”

“Your mark? I guess we can take care of yours first.”

“You don’t understand,” DS cried, but it was too late. Mountain was charging the eternal, with the sword held high. Christian stood his ground, smiling at the sword-wielding man. The sword came down with a thundering impact. Shards of the broken sword flew everywhere, some cutting the man who swung it. Christian barely even felt the impact. The look on Mountain’s face, when he saw that he hadn’t killed the eternal, was priceless.

“All right, manners-boy,” Christian said. “Since you like lessons so much, I got a few for you.”

“Don’t do this,” DS pleaded.

“Stay out of this, DS, or you’re next.”

The assassin was torn. On one hand, he had his job, the only thing he had ever known. On the other, he had his life, which he knew Christian was more than willing to take. Not knowing what else to do, DS simply walked away. Mountain watched him go with a look of pure fear on his face. The next thing he knew, he was lying on his back with deep gashes in the back of both knees.

“Lesson one: Never turn your back on a breathing opponent.”

Mountain grabbed a nearby table and swung it at the eternal. Christian couldn’t dodge it, for it was swung with super-human strength. The table shattered as Christian flew backwards from the force of the blow. He hit the floor and stayed motionless. With frenzy, Mountain crawled towards his bag. Constantly looking behind him, to make sure Christian was still there, he made it to the bag. Ripping it open, he grabbed two pistols. After making sure they were loaded, he turned back towards the eternal, but Christian was gone.

“Lesson two: always remember lesson one.”

The eternal was behind the big man. Quicker than he could react, Mountain had his guns taken away from him. Christian began pistol-whipping him relentlessly. Soon, the big man wasn’t recognizable. “Please,” Mountain begged. “Don’t kill me.”

“I’m not going to kill you,” Christian replied. “I’m going to set you free.”

The look of relief on Mountain’s face was soon gone. The guns fired several times. Bullets ripped through skin, skull, and brain, sending blood splattering everywhere. Christian dropped the guns and walked over to the sink. After washing the man’s life off of him, he went to find the assassin. He found DS standing out in the hall. DS was pretty pissed off.

“What the fuck was that for,” he demanded. “How am I gonna explain that to my supervisors?”

“Tell them it was his punishment for trying to use me to decorate a building. Now, what’s this about me being your mark?”

“They want you dead for the police station thing.”

“And you were going to try again?”

“Hell no. I was just gonna ask you to disappear for a little while.”

“It ain’t going to happen, DS.”

“Then, you’re gonna have trouble soon. They’re sending out a team to take you out.”

“Yeah, I’m scared. Anyways, since you’re here, you can help me with something.”

“Why should I help you? You do nothing but ruin my life.”

“If you don’t, I will kill you.”

“Uhhh, ok. What’s the problem?”

“I need you to help me track down my son.”

Confusion splashed across DS’s face. “Track him down? It’s impossible. I killed him.”

The words struck the eternal like a slap to the face. “The death-bringer delivered him to me,” Death had said. Christian remembered that Death had always called DS that. Rage began to build up inside of him. DS started backing up, realizing that he just made what could be the last mistake of his life.



10 comments on “Dead Set Part 20

  1. The Hook says:

    A wonderfully tense ending.
    Great work, Revis!

  2. I did not see that coming.

  3. djmatticus says:

    Killing the son of an eternal… not a wise move. Maybe that should be lesson #1? 😀 Good stuff. Can’t wait to read what happens next.

  4. 1jaded1 says:

    Wow. Next page please?

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