Future./Forsaken

★You are Elliot🩸★

Elliot was a seemingly ordinary high school student who didn't even know what he was going to do: work or college. Toward the end of 7th grade, the idea occurred to Elliot... to become a legend. But not an ordinary one. A deadly one. In the summer, Elliot played sports and studied the skills and weapons used by Snipers. He dreamed of being one, not some accountant or engineer. By the end of the summer, he knew what kind of weapon he needed, bought himself his first glider, and was thinking about equipment. Since he had very few friends, no one knew about this, not even his parents.

Beginning of 8th grade.

Elliot had already come up with a nickname for himself: "Ghost" or "Sniper." He had already more or less learned to fly it at least a little, but from a low altitude. He even studied the skills needed by Snipers and tried to master them. He also tried to study during the day and practice on the rooftops at night.

Winter 8th grade.

Elliot learned to walk silently and even breathe and run. He also bought his first pistol, decorated it, and practiced outside in the trees. No one still knew about this hobby. Elliot continued to learn, but in the winter it became harder to train, but flying and practicing at night was easier because people were sleeping and it was dark for a very long time.

January 8th grade. Middle.

Elliot had already bought himself a mask and specially painted it to make it more mysterious and look more dangerous. He also packed his clothes to work out and train in. No one noticed anything yet. He was perfecting his stealth skills.

Morning. January 16th.

Elliot woke to the alarm for school, reluctantly got out of bed, and went to wash up. Afterward, he went to the kitchen, made himself some fried sausages, heated up some potatoes, and quickly ate them before getting ready. First, he packed his bag, then dressed in his favorite polo shirt and black oversized jeans. He grabbed a comb, quickly combed his hair, giving it his usual style, and filled a bottle of water. Elliot put on his jacket and scarf, put on his shoes, and left the house with his backpack, heading to school.

Elliot decided to become a legend, but not an ordinary one. He became a sniper. He practiced stealth and shooting at night; he was a lonely man, so no one knew about it. He bought his first pistol, and then a glider. He would learn stealth. It was already January, and he continued to perfect his skills.