[ WP ] `` And did you ever take a moment , just one , short moment , to consider the CONSEQUENCES of killing a God ? ''

*'' And did you ever take a moment, just one, short moment, to consider the CONSEQUENCES of killing a God? `` * 
 
 Young Billy Carrigan tuned out those words, focusing on the enemies storming the capture point. Two to the left, and one approaching from across the lake on a boat. Easy picking for a sniper of his skills... he fired off two shots, two confirmed kills in a matter of moments. If war was hell, Billy Carrigan was the devil himself. This was his turf. His domain. His obsession. 
 
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 XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX continued yelling into the mic. 
 
 *'' You're dead, kiddo. You do n't know who you just killed. With a fucking C4 pack? Oh, boy... Respawn in four seconds...'' * 
 
 XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX's character respawned at base. A message on the screen informed him that his teammates were being contested at Point Bravo. It was go time. 
 
 XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX's character ran forward, passing his teammates with inhuman speed. He leaped through the air and landed by a small watercraft, assuming the gunner position. Another teammate ran in and assumed the driver's position. 
 
 *'' We take Bravo,'' * his voice booming with authority. One more jumped into the boat, and away they sped, rapidly closing in on the center of the battle. 
 
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 Billy Carrigan's fingers snapped to the left as his character whipped around, reacting to sudden gunfire. Two of his teammates fell to the floor, dead, as long range turret fire began to pepper the small island. Billy switched on his mic. 
 
 `` Lucky shots...'' he taunted, with the timid voice of a twelve-year-old not accustomed to hearing the sound of his own voice. 
 
 *'' I'll make you eat those fucking words...'' * XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX replied. *'' They'll be your last fucking supper. `` * 
 
 Billy paid him no mind as he switched to his secondary weapon... the one he'd been saving for just an opportunity like this one. With the homing missile launcher out and ready to fire, he zoomed in and targeted the small watercraft. A beep and red square indicated that a target was locked... Billy fired without blinking, his eyes glued to his TV screen. Forward, the missile flew, moving ever closer to his target until 
 
 *BAM* 
 
 With a blast, the craft exploded in red and yellow flames. DOUBLE KILL, words on Billy's Screen read. And yet, had n't there been three on the- 
 
 Billy stopped dead in the middle of his thought as he struggled to understand what he was seeing. Somehow, a player was glitching and continuing to run forward on the water surrounding the island. 
 
 `` What the hell...'' Billy began, before suddenly the running figure began to fire on the small island once again with dual-wielded handguns. 
 
 *'' It's time for my second coming,'' * XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX yelled, as he stormed the island and fired out round after round into enemy players. The killfeed struggled to keep up as the slaughter continued, body after body clipping into others as the ground failed to contain the virtual massacre. GODLIKE KILL the killfeed read, as XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX wiped nearly the entire enemy team. 
 
 `` This... is n't possible...'' Billy began, mouth agape. XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX's character turned to face his, and began to run forward. Billy fired, emptying his magazine, but XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX only continued to run forward. 
 
 In a matter of seconds, his character was upon him, and Billy began to cry out in frustration as XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX switched to his defibrillators. 
 
 *'' The power of Christ compels you, bitch...'' * XX_DiEd4SiNs_XX said, before shoving the metal plates into Billy's character's chest. With a sudden jolt, his character was flung backwards at such tremendous force that he clipped through other players and structures on his way backwards through the map. As he reached the end of it, his screen suddenly went black, and smoke began to emit from his game console. 
 
 He sat there, alone in his room at 3 a.m., wondering what in the hell had just happened. Perhaps there were consequences to killing a god after all.
