He aimed his gun at the dummies, I stood right in front of them to take the hit instead of them. He shot. It hit me hard. He shot a couple of other times, but I took them all, but then he aimed at the other dummy and shot. I jumped to catch it but I couldn’t.

“Two out, one left!” he said as he aimed at the last dummy.

I stood in front of it and took every single ball he shot. They were hard, but and I needed to do something about it. “Think, Flame, think!” I was telling myself. Steely just started shooting faster.

“Are you just going to stand there?” he said.

I tried to catch the balls, but they were coming at me with so much acceleration. I couldn’t stand the hits any longer and his shots were becoming harder and harder. Then I thought of taking the dummy out of his sight so he couldn’t hit it. I ran back towards it, picking it up while my back was taking the damage.

“Hey! What are you doing?” Steely shouted as he saw me taking the dummy and putting it behind a car so it would be safe. After that, I returned to the battlefield with no worries. Now it was time to be SUPER MEGA EPIC.

“Now it’s just you and me, Steely!” I shouted just to inform him about how soon he was going to lose the game.

“OK, then, I guess it’s time for plan B.” He changed the tube of the gun, putting on a tube with “Sticky Ball” written on the barrel.

“Is that filled with your stupid glue?”

“Nah, it’s filled with balls that are coated with the glue!” Just when he said that, I regretted what I just said.

“Can’t we just settle this with a conversation, pal?”

“What’s fun about that?” He shot one ball at me but I managed to dodge it. I took off my gloves and flamed my hands. “Whatever you say, buddy" he didn't respond "It’s show time!”

Author's Note

Make sure to check out other chapters too.

Special thanks to my editor Daniel Drazen.