What if I can’t go to school tomorrow? I asked myself. If I got seriously injured, and missed school, what would happen if that was the day Johnny came to me.

  My plan was extremely risky, what if with more time Johnny found some type of hole? What if I miss my chance?

  Failure, the word tasted bitter. Bitter enough to spark a fire in me.

  The paintballs kept hitting the same spots on my back, however I felt no pain, nor fear. I needed to wait for the perfect moment.

  Paint from the paintballs mixed with my sweat and blood, and the mixture ran down my neck and around my face.

  Suddenly the paintballs stopped, “Cut.” I yelled.

  I immediately jumped to my feet and tried to sprint toward an edge. However, I was too injured, the result was me limping toward the edge of the encirclement.

  My eyes raced around from space to space between the people with brown paper bags on their heads. I found a gap a little bigger than the rest, and rushed there. The bag heads tried to stop me, but they were filled with fear, and the fury in my heart easily led my body to overcome them. I reached in the gap between two bag heads.

  I grasped a paintball gun and turned the nozzle away from me. The person holding the weapon tried to yank it back, however I had already placed my other hand on the gun and started to twist it.

  I wasn’t exactly the best physically, but I knew the weaknesses of the human body much better than normal people.

  I was able to disarm the man of his paintball gun. I immediately pointed it at the eye socket of a man with a paper bag on his head. While paintballs would not kill you, hitting such a vital spot would cause lasting damage, and more importantly it would hurt like hell.

  I could see the man's eyes look towards the barrel, and his iris squeezed into a smaller size. He was experiencing such fear even when the weapon was empty. A fool.

  He slowly raised his hands above his head shakily. I knew it would only be a few seconds before everybody else would be done reloading. But with some luck, that would be all I need.

  I turned and looked at the man I disarmed, and activated my power.

  Luckily he had cheated in a paintball match before. I activated my power more deeply.

  I grabbed the container of paintballs with no opposition. My barrel still focused on the one man with the bag on his head.

  From the memories of his sin I was able to find out how to reload it.

  However, by this time, everybody else was already done reloading. So, I slipped behind the guy with the bag head, and kicked the disarmed guy. I was out of everybody's line of sight except the two next to me with paintball guns, and the small crowd happily watching the entertainment.

  I thrust the stock towards the paintballer to my right, and began to reload. Luckily the guy had already halfway reloaded the gun, so I finished quickly.

  I shot my gun at the other guy next to me, and since he was crouching I was easily able to get a shot at his crotch, which made him crumble on his own.

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  I pushed the guy with a mask back into the circle and followed him. Everybody else began to open fire once they saw me, but I easily tanked a few. I was already used to the pain, however they weren’t

  I wasn’t accurate enough to shoot in between cracks, but luckily for me, they barely left any cracks.

  I shot near the legs of every person with a bag head. I heard the cries of pain, some especially loud since I had hit them in the crotch.

  I grabbed the shirt of the guy with a bag head and swung him around me, using him like a shield.

  I continuously got hit with paintballs to my back, which I ignored. By this time I was already colored like a rainbow, and was probably dancing like one too.

  I had taken down about half of the bag men, and seven of the paintballers.

  Time passed, and I felt some of the adrenaline wear off. The pain hit me in the back like a boulder. My entire back was on fire, it tried to interrupt my focus. However I would be damned if I fell now.

  Failing to escape here could mean the loss of everything.

  I shot again and again, slowly becoming more accurate.

  Until I ran out of ammo. The hard clicks, brought my lack of ammo to my attention.

  I was in the middle of the circle still surrounded by about a dozen enemies. Paintballs kept shooting, but they came from mostly one side. So, I used my trusty shield to block them.

  Hopefully I had broken their confidence, otherwise I might really lose here.

  I activated my power, which gained me another headache.

  “Stop.” I yelled loudly. This actually made them stop, another point in my favor. Maybe they were also not willing to fight till the end.

  “What?” A high voice came from behind the blockade of bag heads.

  “You should run while you can.” I told them, and I put the devilish grin I was infamous for on my face.

  “And why is that?” The voice asked in a cocky tone.

  “There are a couple reasons.” I said cheerfully.

  “And what are those?” The voice replied.

  “First, when I do defeat you, and I will defeat you. I will show no mercy, you were the ones that started this fight, not me. I-Will-Break-Everything.” I started off as arrogant as I could.

  “And what makes you think you can beat us?” The voice replied confidently.

  “I have taken hundreds of rounds and am still standing, and for you guys. You go down in one or two hits.” I added on.

  “Even if you are out of ammo?’ The voice asked.

  “I am still confident in beating you, but remember that is only the first reason.” I said while licking my lips.

  “Ohh, then what is the second?” The voice asked.

  “I have evidence.” My words were unnatural.

  “Of what?’ The voice asked hesitantly.

  “Of this, and of your sins.” I said drawing in the bait.

  “Impossible.” The voice replied.

  “Is it? I knew you would do this, so I asked someone to record in advance. And of course I would know your sins… Jessie.” The name was followed by a long silence. The tension between us growing bigger.

  “How can I believe you will let me go even after I leave?” Jessie asked. Good, that meant they wanted to stop as well.

  “Do you have a choice? Short of killing me, if you don’t back away now. You will pay.” I explained arrogantly.

  “How could I believe that?” Jessie asked worriedly.

  “Like I said, you have no other choice. Unless you want me to start sharing your sins here.” I said.

  Jessie remained silent, obviously thinking, but why would I give him time to think? It was entirely unnecessary on my part.

  “Last year on December 18th, at exactly 2:37 PM. At his house..” I started but Jessie interrupted me.

  “Stop, Stop, Stop, Okay I agree. Everybody retreat.” Jessie said quickly.

  The people gathered and began to leave, at least the ones that could still walk did. I started to walk away in the opposite direction, and the people in front of me opened up a path for me to walk through.