03-23-2013, 07:39 AM
D'anton fell on the ground in pain from the recent shots, but he did not fall with a failed purpose. The rifle he held fired off, hitting Alex in the hand along with hitting his rifle. Fighting against the pain, he slowly got up. "Sad thing is I would have saved you from your own fate" he said as he used what strength he had in the shot shoulder to hit Alex clear across his face twice. "And to think they want me to stay with phobic maniacs like you hovering around my family..." He aimed the rifle at Alex's face. "Don't give me a reason to hate you worse than I do with these things already"