"Damn it." he said, noticing that his location was revealed. One of the four people looked up and saw him. Blade jumped from the branch, landing on the ground, losing a few more hit points. He began to run, running for his life, making his way back to camp. Their was no way that he could take on four people at once.
(Backeth)
Malak checked one more time on his scope before taking aim at the enemy sniper. His palms began to sweat, his pulse was running. He knew he had to kill this person if he wanted to survive. He locked on to the target, shut his eyes and pulled the trigger. He was rewarded with an agonized cry, and then silence once more. "... Two... kills..." He said, breathing heavily. He pulled himself out of the trench and checked his surroundings, all clear. He wiped sweat off of his forehead and crept into a tree line.
There were signs of a fight here, as bodies littered the ground. He tried not to look at the twisted faces, bodies, and guts. Some of them were still alive, still fighting, but Malak had already ran past that horror scene. Taking another look around, he crept into the open, loaded a fresh clip into his sniper rifle and took a deep breath. He hopped over a Juggernauts limb and ran into a narrow river. The water felt good on his body, so he took extra time running through it. When he reached the other side, he saw a dead Gen Mo'Kai, and a assualt rifle by his hand. He picked up the assualt rifle, "Still a full clip." Malak said under his breath. He couldn't bring himself to look at one of his dead brethren, and continued walking through this nightmarish forest.
*Sorry I was gone for so long, but I couldn't stop playing Morrowind. Just so I can actually post this, I'm going to say that Jack was the sniper that Malak shot.*
He saw the bullet a split second after it came out of the gun's barrel. He quickly turned his body so the bullet would have a chance of hitting his left arm instead of his face. The bullet impacted on his shoulder, and Jack let out a yelp of pain. He dropped below the bushes and kept silent, hoping the other combatant would walk away. He was clutching the wound on his shoulder, trying to stop the flow of blood. When he heard the footsteps go away, he moved his usable arm to his kukri sheath. Pulling out the blade, he brought it up to his shoulder and began to dig into the wound to extract the bullet. Wincing from the pain, he finally managed to pull out the bullet, then he grabbed a nearby health pack and used it quickly. He still couldn't use his left arm that well, but he didn't mind, for he was going to go out and hunt down his enemies. Putting away his sniper, he pulled out his Assault Rifle and began walking.
Running, Blade didn't want to be caught by the four of them. He would like to be able to escape with his life. Shots were fired, but Blade was able to use his Translocator in time to teleport to somehwere else. Where he was he didn't really know. He just shot the Translocator, and teleported. He sighed, as he noticed that the four of them didn't see where he was. This was turning out ot be good for him.
Still stalking around, Jack heard the clashing of metal against metal. Pushing a few branches and shrubs out of the way, he saw two people, who he recognized as the competitors Blade and Memphis. "This should be interesting to watch," he thought to himself. He sat down in the bushes, making sure to conceal himself as much as possible, aimed his rifle towards them so he could shoot down the victor, then got ready to enjoy the show.