[007_JamesBond]

well here it is sorry its been a while and it probably has some errors but here you go

"Wait a minute," I said as I stop and think. "Oh sh*t my brother and sister were in their school when this happened, I hope that they are alright." Then I try to remember where their school was, and of course can you guess where it is? It was on the other side of town.

Now I am off to the elementary school, to see and to make sure that the remaining members of my family are still alive, I mean alright. I make my way through the destroyed town to the school. When I got there the school was no more, it was reduced to a pile of rocks and wood. I call out their names in hope that they will hear me, but there was no answer. I pick up some of the rubble throwing it out of the way searching for signs of life. I found none. What I did find though was two bodies ripped to shreds, hardly identifiable, but I could see that around one of the necks was the same gift that I gave to my brother on his tenth birthday. I was consumed with emotions my mother, now my brother, and if that was him my sister would be there next to him. After closer examination though I realized that it could not be her for she was at home sick that day, and she was there when I left this morning. That means that there still is a possibility that she is still alive, but where could she be? I set out around the city searching every possible place that she could be. I searched for anything that could give me a clue on where she could be. Then I found it, her favorite doll covered in blood there in the middle of the street, there was also a blood trail leading away from the doll. Although I must admit that the doll was in a strange spot in the middle of an unfamiliar street for my sister to be in, especially alone while all this is going down. Then I realize that they used her to get to me.

Then from around all the corners of the streets and through the shops around stepped out ten to fifteen members of the force. I couldn't really tell because I did not take the time to count them I was too worried about my last and final member of my family. I looked around and starred at all of them in the eyes one by one, as they did to me. I then noticed that they started to take out their weapons. Then I started to remove mine, but I did it not so discreetly, they saw this and as soon as they were up they opened fire at me. The fire was so intense that it created a blanket of smoke and dirt, that dusted the air making it impossible to see, but yet they fired. They fired toward the middle of this smoke and dust, they thought to themselves that no one could survive this, but they still kept firing. Meanwhile I took to the air before they had noticed that I was gone, I saw from the air all of them firing at what they thought was me.

"Fools," I yelled. They stopped. "My Turn."