Bullet Time 소설 & 이야기

If this was the end, he was taking Vincent with him. Moving with quiet precision, Bullet slipped from behind the desk, his gun already raised. His finger curled around the trigger, aiming directly at Vincent’s heart. A deafening bang rang out. Bullet gasped, his body jerking violently as pain tore through his shoulder. The gun flew from his grasp, clattering uselessly to the ground. He staggered, his legs nearly giving out beneath him. Bianchi stood a few feet away, gun still smoking, a satisfied smirk pulling at his lips. His dark eyes gleamed with pure malice.

“I love you with every beat of my heart. I love you till my last breath, Amelia. I don’t care if you’re human or a tiger or a mouse.” “A mouse? Really.” I sniffled. He tried to hold his laugh, and he grimaced instead. “You should take pain meds.” “No. The bullet that shot me was not an ordinary bullet, was it?” “Yes. Sebastien said, it could be a high-grade military prototype silver bullet, and it should explode inside your body, but it didn’t. It was either intentional or faulty. We don’t know. None of us has seen that kind of bullet before, even at the Werewolf Council.”

I didn’t slow down. “Get down!” I barked. Alessio ducked, but he was already reaching for the glove box — pulling out the spare pistol I kept there. Another round came through the rear windshield. This one didn’t miss. It hit me square in the back of the head. Everything went white. Then black. I heard Alessio scream my name one last time before the world tilted and went silent. --- When I opened my eyes again, the world was too bright and too loud.

The echo of dripping water from a loose tap filled the silence, and Bella's reflection in the mirror looked almost ghostly beneath the harsh light. An uneasy weight settled in her chest. Her pulse quickened for no clear reason, a warning whispering from deep inside her. Something's wrong. Unbeknownst to her, one of Riven's top men — a shadow among shadows — crouched silently in the farthest stall. His presence was like the faint shift of air before a storm. They called him Bullet Man, not for his speed alone, but for how cleanly he struck — swift, precise, and without trace.

The sound was different from the panicked shots echoing through the hall—a sharp, precise crack that seemed to swallow all other noise. The specialized bullet, its tip gleaming with Pyre's corrupted clover extract, took her high in the chest, just below the collarbone. There was no dramatic spray of blood. Instead, a strange, silvery light bloomed at the point of impact, spreading under her skin like vicious frost cracking across a dark windowpane.

Dr. Trevor lunged across the cold floor with desperate, reckless speed, throwing his entire body weight forward to slam his shoulder violently against Miss Vale’s arm just as her index finger finished contracting against the trigger. Bang! The explosive retort rattled their eardrums. The heavy bullet missed Ryan’s forehead by a mere fraction of an inch, shrieking past his ear like an angry hornet and driving deep into the rusted metal frame of the chair just behind his shoulder. A sharp, violent spray of metal shavings, pulverized stone, and wood splinters rained down over his lap.

Bringing goose bumps to me. Wala na talagang ibang ginawa ang gagong 'to kundi maging sakit sa ulo ko. And now, itong puso ko na naman ang ginugulo nito! I just continued throwing him a glare while still trying to calm my heart. And when still, there wasn't any sign na babangon na ito, I blew out a long sigh as I sank back at my seat na katabi ang dalawang maliliit na palangganang ginamit namin kanina para gamutin 'to. Isa dito ay may laman ng isang duguang bala. A bullet from caliber 45 pistol. I couldn't be mistaken with that.

Kartika replied. “Let me introduce this guy,” Alfi said aiming it at Kiki in the voice of SPB (sales promotion boy or the poor guy who sells unimportant stuff in a mall, he always bugs people by presenting his goods before them all of a sudden). “T41 gun, a gun which has 3 kinds of bullets in it.” He added. “Shit!” Kiki exclaimed. “Peluru Pertama: Kabut Panas (Bullet No. 1: Heatwave)!” Alfi exclaimed shooting a red wave to Kiki.

The sound of the gun rang out and the smoke began to rise from the barrel as a silver bullet pierced the night. Lunus felt the kickback from the gun, and she flinched, her eyes closing for a fraction of a second, a time which would have been negligible under any other circumstances, but here it was long enough for her to lose sight of her target.

Smith yelled in a panic, "No, Mackley! Don't shoot!" Bang! Mackley opened fire and the bullet flew at Wilbur. The spinning bullet was restrained by a powerful force when it was within ten meters of Wilbur. It slowed down and eventually stopped when it was just a meter away. Then, the bullet was sent back with a powerful airflow. It spun quickly and flew toward Mackley. Splotch! The bullet made a hole in Mackley's forehead. Mackley widened his eyes in disbelief before he died. His body dropped lifelessly to the ground. Wilbur turned to look at Smith and said coldly, "It's your turn now. How do you want to die?"