Seeing as someone asked for it:
Sitting. Flying. An Ant. And a Lion. With my pack. On my own. We arrive.
Time to search. We know what we're looking for. Does our prey know about us?
More Steel Grey. A different building but the same to me. Home advantage perhaps.
More hallways. More lifts. I know where he is. I knew where he was all along. Does he know about me?
Blinding flash. Tremendous heat. Nothing. He knew. I get up. He knew. I look around frantically. He knew. My Team. They know now. Time to hunt. No time for pain.
Running. Leaping. Swarming in formation. Knowing where my pack is. Knowing what they will do. We will catch him. I Know.
Shouts. Yells. Shots. Screams. Two down. I keep going. They will be taken care of. They are as eternal as the city we chase through.
He knows. He knows more. One less building in my Home. One more mound. But buildings come back. Like trees.
Needles of pain from nowhere. But I am stronger. Shots in my arm - he has friends. But I am stronger. Sqadmate torn in half in front of me. But I am stronger.
Running through alleyways. But I am faster. Sneaking through crowds. But I am smarter. Remember the Lion - not the Ant. Look as an Ant. Be as a Lion.
APC hurtles past. I leap aside. He is gone.
Another flies past. I grab on. We will catch him. His Reign will end. Ours will continue.
Time. Time to breathe. Time to think. Time to reload. Time to patch up. Time to shoot him down.
Flames. Everywhere. We stop. We chase. I go on ahead.
No time. No time to think. No time to breathe. No time to reload. I grab my Scythe. I can feel his fear. It leads me. Through the smoke. Through the pain. I follow it. And follow.
He's there. I Know it. I'm there. He knows it. One or the other. Only one. Only one can win. And it will be ME.
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