First Kill

It finally happened. I finally shot and killed someone. And not just anyone- this person I killed was none other than my uncle Ash Milano. I keep telling myself that the reasons were justified and that I was just doing my job. The funny thing about this that I hated my uncle so much because of who and what he was yet I still feel bad for the fact that I had to kill him.

The event happened on TuesdayJuly 17th:

I was in the office working on some files when my partner came in and handed me a file flat on the desk. I opened it and sure enough it was Ash. 60+ years old and that stupid SoB took Promicin. Just when I thought he wasn't bad enough he goes and does something like that.

My uncle wasn't a great guy. He was a gangster and all around violent person. Killing people, abusing them, raping them. Taking Promicin only helped to make him more violent. His ability, NTAC had come to name was the "Ash Death". His name was Ash so his ability name lived up to it. With his hand, it would turn red and once it did he would lay his hands on a person and they would heat up so much (and painfully I might add) that within seconds they would crumble to ashes.

We got a lead on where Ash was at and then the cops managed to capture him without getting burned. I and my partner showed up. Tom Baldwin & Diana Skouris came as backup. I didn't want anyone else handling it so I took over.

I tried to talk to him but of coarse it didn't work. He said that he saw the anger and hatred in me and he said that I was like him. I am nothing like him!

Some of the agents started surrounding him and then a few of the agents got too close. Diana Skouris was one of them. Ash held her hostage so with my ability, I took off my glove to produce a shark. I tossed it at the hand Ash was using on Diana and the shark easily bit his hand off before he had a chance to burn it. The pain phased him a little but not so much since he's had worse pain in his life. Skouris was able to escape but there was still another agent to worry about. I called out for Seahawk and he came and started pecking Ash's head. It worked but Ash soon had the upper hand and vaporised my bird.

While still holding the other agent hostage, Ash had finally had enough and with his hand vaporised the agent just as I shot him point blank in the chest. My only problem: I couldn't stop shooting. I kept shooting Ash until my clip ran out. I wanted to make sure he was dead. He had abused my grandparents, his sisters, even his many wifes and children (both male and female). I wanted to make sure that he was dead and that nothing in this world could revive him. Diana had to come and put my hand down to stop shooting.

As grateful as I am to Jordan Collier for giving out Promicin (without it I would not have an ability) but at the same time I always forget that we aren't in Utopia yet. There are still those who take Promicin so they can have an ability to enhance the evil that they all ready are. Ash is proof of that evil.

The fact that he's dead makes things better but the fact that I could not stop myself from shooting is what scares me. And also the fact that Tuesday was the first time I ever had to use my ability as a defense mechanism also scares me.

I understand that I was simply doing what had to be done. Especially because I was on the job and he had killed an agent so by law as part of my job it was allowed for me to do whatever necessary to stop the killer.

But still, I experienced two firsts: using my ability to stop a bad man and also using my gun and having license to kill and now I'm not sure what the future will ask of me next. Will there be more killing- there is no doubt in my mind. The main question I have to ask myself is: the next time I am faced with having to kill someone, will I be able to stop and control myself?