The singing had stopped. The only sound came from the sizzling of flame on rock as Johnny ran up the mountain. In this case, running up the mountain means literally up the mountain.

The sheer cliff had been the closest way to the top; Johnny wasn't a man to go the long way around. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw the ground a long way away. He made an odd figure, sticking out horizontally from the cliff. Fire burned at a high enough temperature to melt rock. His feet sunk into the stone, leaving a molten trail of footprints up the mountain that looked more like fossils than tracks.

With his telescopic vision, far superior to the finest sniper rifle's scope, Johnny had seen other people racing towards the mountaintop. His initial curiosity had faded. Now, he basically just didn't want them to get to it.

Those same people turned as one as he shot off of the cliff on a perpendicular line, skidding to a halt on the outskirts of the lopsided circle they had made. His guns were already in his hands, fully loaded with hollow-point bullets.

OoC: Short ass post, but I already had one but then we got haxzor3d. So screw it. :S

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Kellson (Deceased). Johnny Bones (Only Technically Deceased).A witticism goes here.