The Battle

This fiction post has been inspired by three words given at the Three Word Wednesday meme this week. The three words are Mercenary, Eradicate and Squeamish.



Vishal stood, waiting patiently.

He was the lone ranger, the last of his team still standing. But he wouldn’t quit.

He had only one goal. Eradicate the enemy.

And he had. Five of them had gone down; like a mercenary killing.

He shot with deadly accuracy as the last one came into sight.

And it was done.

He, the one who was squeamish about violence, had taken down all six of the rival group.

A roar sounded around him, and his team surrounded him.

As he was lifted up in celebration, he raised his joystick.

The screen flashed, β€œGame over!”

(14th August 2014)

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Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

22 thoughts on “The Battle”

    • Been ages since I played Counter Strike πŸ™‚ But yeah, the post was inspired by those games… Counter Strike, Unreal and such, Jb.

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