Protective Shot Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Deborah screamed, throwing her body over his chest as he lay on the metal floor trying to catch his breath. "Danjuma! Fire!" Christian yelled. Colonel Danjuma pulled the trigger. Bang! Bang! Bang! Three big bullets flew toward Grace Bensons chest.. Before they could get to her two men in dark suits stepped in front of her holding up small round shields. Clang-clang-clang! The bullets hit the shields. Fell to the ground harmless. The third man flicked his wrist. A special line shot out hitting Colonel Danjumas vest. Zzzzzzzzzt!

I said quietly. My voice hadn’t risen. It didn’t need to. The room already held enough fear. I leaned in just enough for him to smell me. “One question,” I continued. “Who promised you protection?” He hesitated, just a second, and that was enough. I straightened and nodded once to Rafe. The shot was quick. I turned away as the sound echoed and lifted the gun without looking at it. This wasn’t pleasure, it was maintenance. Rafe was saying something behind me.

A heat signature, faint but steady, moving through the ruins of a collapsed dome. And then, a single word appeared in the center of thescreen, written in the cold, precise font of the Shield: PROTECT. I stood up, the grief in my chest turning into a cold, burning resolve. He was down there. Somewhere in thedark. And if he had spent his life being my shield, I wouldspend the rest of mine being his light.

I looked at her three gobsmacked brothers who all had retreated into embarrassment at the sharp jabs I dealt. "Valiant, get your bag baby, we're leaving. You have five minutes to get to your car." I squared my shoulder when Caleb and Reece stepped to me. My wild look matched that of the two men standing my opposite. They looked like some real killers. I heard the safety snap out of place, she was mortified to see Reece with a gun to his head. "Roman, don't!" She cried, "I'm coming right now, please drop the gun."

Alma had never experienced this, though the young girl stared at Alma with excitement and curiously, Alma could also see that the same eyes had two meaning. Her eyes were clearly screaming, “read my future, I dare you.” Alma smiled at the young girl, she would rather not show that she feared the seven-year-old. “Alma, did you ever see the protectors?” The young girl asked as smiled brightly at her. “Yes, and I'll tell you the story” Alma said as she smiled at the girl. “The protectors are the chosen ones of the Sovereigns. They are the strongest, fastest and most powerful of each race,” Alma wheezed out, trying to suppress a cough.

They felt goosebumps and cold sweat drenched their back. "Crap! where under attack!" Nike shouted in panic. Before they could even react, something that looks like needles rained on them. The needles shoot at all direction and the group was caught off guard. Each of them crushed a pearl-like object and in an instant, a protective shield enclosed them. His action was swift but some needles still managed to prick them. The shower of needle-like objects continued to rattle on the protective shield creating a sound reminiscent of rain pattering on a gazebo. They move forward warily with the protective shield around them

“Team Archer wins! Guns down!” I ease up on my gun as I see Archer beginning to cross back to me. Then, I hear a ping to my right. I’m in the worst position, gun at my side and completely open to the air. I see the ball hurtling through the air at me. It’s not colored like the other balls. It’s a deep, dark grey. I’m watching in slow motion as the ball hurtles through the air, directly at my elbow. I wait to feel the shattering pain throughout my arm but it never comes.

his words were interrupted when his eyesight made him noticed the red dot to the front of his shirt pocket. She was taken under his protective embrace, and it was within the next fraction of a second when he hissed from the pain as the bullet grazed the skin of his upper arm. The sting was familiar enough that he knows he would be just fine and that the bullet just nicked his arm. "Stay behind me, I'm getting you out of here." He was quick to shield her behind his body, while Zasha didn't hesitate and let him protects her. He told her to stay behind the kitchen counter when he moves to the windows and swiftly closes the curtains. More gunshots were fired and then there was silence.

Adrian immediately stepped in front of Amara. Protecting her without hesitation. Then one of the masked men aimed his weapon at Amara. “Secure Subject A.”

he wheezes the words out, one after the other, like he needs to get them out. I shake my head and immediately feel disgusted at myself. Why didn’t I protect him??? Why didn’t I get better bullet proof vests?? “You don’t have to say anything, not a word. I’ll get you out of here.” I say, my vision getting hazier by the second. Sniffing, I look around us, Noble, one of my team mates was covering us, while the rest were shooting at the shooter. Bullets are flying everywhere, it would be complete suicide to try to leave right now.