31 May 2012
We all thought war-time arrived, Grabbed the guns, the Kevlar vests , grenades. Soldier hailed by the name General X Tatic Grabbed his Colt automatic.
It was war-time, he thought... Across battle lines sprinted , fought For a reason the world could see was nought. No purpose flying with him, destiny was to be caught.
Bought freedom cannot be. So a quick evac was in order. Medevac helicopter chopping closer by, Its background music, gunfire filled for in.
They got him out alright, They were Black Cats. But they were caught in airborne warfare. He is X Tatic. Not going to give in so easy. Especially when his nemesis, Is Commandeering that Hele Kinesis.
It's a Mexican standoff, He draws his Colt His fire aiming to be faster than a lightning bolt. And he is General after all. He shoots first.
All that comes out is a paper bullet. Mr.Nemesis laughs, sighing off a fret. Until he sees that paper bullet soar at him, He draws his gun but cannot shoot. The paper bullet tickles him, "Ahhhuhh ohhh eieeeeee aaaa sttaaap iddd heeha aaahh sttooop." His pain grows but all he does is laugh.
X Tatic shoots twice more, Two more Bullets to add to the tickle. Nemeisis in a tiiny little pickle haha. He can't bear it, He falls.
The war ends, Silence falls as he does. The bullets burn and wift away, The wind being their pilot to their destiny. General walks, Each step he sees something different. Nemesis down there, Dead with a smile and gleam on his face. But when Tatic blinks, He isn't there anymore.
Transported to somewhere without hope, Hawled out by invisible rope. He is him no more, Not X Static, Just human.
He cries within, " Live long my Paper bullets , You came for me in war. But now I'm lost, and you are far. Lost in this numb field of wheat and millets.
Soar up above though life is unfair, I was stupid enough, to think to stare. Even when I wasn't really one man, I was a hundred hidden beneath one tan.
You live above these timid and insignificant losses, You learnt to soar, You learnt to fly. All you were meant to do was fall , but you didn't cry. You tried to try, And didn't lie, When you told me in my dreams that somewhere close by, My destiny lay with thy.
I will die, In this world maybe nigh. But I won't look at the mirror and sigh, I was noone but I did fly, And I soared all because, I hurt , and was noone, but did try."
For @Stablish, I still believe.
Paper Bullets • Opuss № I