Cold Steel 

Warm sweat seeping down my brow, the oily feeling of cold steel slipping and sliding in my hands. As I rotated the corner and peek for enemies ducking from enemy fire, I saw an enemy contender looking in my direction with his gun at me. I struggled to duck behind cover… One shot is all it took.

 A rush of adrenaline hit me as I dashed, weaving my way back to spawn. I saw a glimpse of the enemy that got me out turning a corner a little bit ahead of me, I walked slowly to where he turned the corner I turned the corner shooting my paintball gun tagging him from behind.