The Gunsmith

I literally never wrote anything besides a poem or song before, so this is my first idea ever.

The Gunsmith (just an idea of a for a story)

By Hardesty

 

Once again, back into my dark, ever so tidy Hell hole. I’m not the cleanest guy at home, but when I’m on the clock my space is cleaner than a widow’s. “S**t.” I have a deadline of about 5 more M16s coming up today but I have most the package finished already. Good thing I actually carry extra parts for a situation like this.Takes no skill using factory manufacturing however. My Ancestors hated the idea. I come from a long line of Blacksmiths and Alchemists always working in secrecy for the powers that be. Everyone here operates in Chivalry and the rules of Ancestory are thoroughly followed. This is just how we are at this level.

 

“F**k.” I mutter intentionally so the guests who just entered my shop can hear. “Where they at?” said who we call John. Light skinned black guy, likes too much Hip Hop. I prefer Death Metal. “I got your 10 grenades, 20 M9s, and only 10 M16s. Stick around and ill finish the other 5 quickly.” The big, clearly a rejected Bodyguard bloodline black guy grumbles, “We’ll take what you have, but we’re not paying. We have to go now.” “The F**k!” Another reason I hate John, he always brings muscle. Him himself is a better fighter with his Muay Thai but I’m above and beyond with traditional weapons we use like sword and shield when things really matter. “Fine f*****g take them. I’m gonna f**k you up John.” “F**k you pig.” John hates white guys typically cause he was a bloodline of some mother f*****g cannibal tribe then slave. Not saying all slaves were primitive, but they were. They also then bred with white people after slavery, so I think hes kind of a hypocrite.

 

They take the weapons and leave. I look at my wall with our family crest and Alchemical paintings. “God I shoulda been a chemist.” But I love the idea that even though I didn’t pull the trigger, I killed some guy with a weapon i made. Me. The Gunsmith. My Craft. Maybe I am a prick like John…

Author's Note

Didn't mean for it to come off as racist. In my head this would be longer and better written and it would be kinda like the show Lost where the next chapter would be about John Doe and henceforth. First time writing ever please critique