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He should never have trusted Steve.
Look at where it got him, sprinting in the opposite direction of police cars, trying to escape cops and agents of the government alike.
His legs don't ache from pounding against the concrete, but he's willing to bet that they would if he was a normal human being.
Gripping the handrail running along the edge of the pavement, and leaps from one level of the path to one further below.
His breath is coming hard and heavy as he tries to keep track of where the sirens are coming from. They can't have had enough time to place snipers yet, so he doesn't bother trying to get cover from above, instead choosing to mingle with the crowd.
He pushes people to the side with his flesh arm as he tries to tear his way through them. They make a great deterrent for those in pursuit of him, but that doesn't mean that they aren't also getting in his way.
Just a few more blocks and he could be home free.
The bawling sirens are coming from every direction now.
Damn it, he really should never have trusted Steve's judgment on this.
“ Let me introduce you to the others , he says,” he mutters to himself, snorting in derision. “ I trust them , he says.”
He looks around, at the bridge he's standing on. People are staring now, avidly fascinated, as if they're rubber-necking, like this is some sort of sick form of entertainment.
The officers are almost within firing distance of him now, and the civilians are moving away from him – away from the danger, out of range.
Not good.
Soon they'll be able to get a clear shot of him, and he's sure that they're orders include the words “kill on sight”.
No way out. He's trapped.
A quick pat of his jacket reminds him that he's still in possession of the package. It reassures him to think that it will be destroyed this way. Gone from the world, no longer a scourge upon the earth.
Like him.
Death solves all problems. No man, no problem.
He's caused so much harm, would it really be so bad to just let go? There's nothing much left for him in this life anyway.
The sun is setting in the sky and if this is the last sight he ever sees at least it's damn beautiful.
He stares down at the dark water flowing by for a moment, before taking a deep breath, and closing his eyes.
He takes a step closer to the ledge.
Hot, sharp agony blooms in his right shoulder as a shot rings out, and he falls into the murky depths below.