Fanfic Friday

“The Huntress at Sunset”

A REVISED continuation from last week's chapter.

Chapter Seven

For a moment, Alondra thought she was dead.

Then she realized that she had merely fallen backwards. Apparently something in the sight of the gun had triggered something in her body that made her faint and fall out of the way of the bullet just as Ms. Gillian fired her gun. Had she had time to operate on her first instinct and leap forward to grab hold of the gun, it might have been a different story, but fortunately, she did not do that.

And yet she was still not out of trouble. Ms. Gillian was already standing up and walking toward her, gun in her hand, to make sure that Alondra was as dead as she appeared to be. Alondra started to get up, felt faint, then rolled the other way just in time to hear a gun shot close to her right side. Apparently Ms. Gillian still hadn't given up on her.

Alondra rolled away again and again Ms. Gillian fired, still determined to make sure her former pupil was dead. Alondra wondered why Ms. Gillian was going through all this trouble to kill a person who was terminally ill, but it didn't matter. If Alondra gave Ms. Gillian time to talk to her, Ms. Gillian was sure to kill her first. Yet if Alondra just lay on the ground and tried to move by rolling, Ms. Gillian was sure to kill her anyway. Unless...

Alondra felt a rock under her leg. She picked it up. She glanced at Ms. Gillian's face. Did she dare --

The Alondra who first trained with Ms. Gillian would have bothered to finish that question. The Alondra who was actually there at that moment already knew the answer even before she threw the rock.

Through a stroke of luck, the rock hit Ms. Gillian in the face and made her drop her gun. Before she could grab it again, it was in Alondra's hand.

"I'm sorry," Alondra said, but only after she fired the gun into Ms. Gillian's heart...

To be continued...