All characters are fictional, and created by the author.  Gunz: The Duel belongs to MAIET (the game’s designers) and IJJI (the game’s North American Hosting site). 

Travis pressed up against a corner of a wall, listening for movement around the hall.  A slight shuffle of movement gave away the location of a target.

He was a bounty hunter, a mercenary.  He wore a brown duster over a light blue shirt, with black jeans.  At his waist, he had two belts, each holding two weapons, and had an automatic rifle strapped across his back, ready to be pulled from over his shoulder.  Highest up on the belts, he had two thin blades, which were tempered to be strong enough to stand up to years of heavy combat.

On the lower belt, he had a pair of silver plated revolvers, handed down to him from a predecessor.

Travis took a breath, and slid the blades out of their sheaths, crouching down to get ready to rush.

He slowly stepped around the corner, taking note of the target who stood at the other end of the hallway.  The man carried a large rocket launcher.  He leveled the weapon, and shouted an obscure threat.

Travis glared over at the man, and dashed forward towards the opposite side of the hall.  The hunter pulled his weapon’s trigger, and the concussive round found an unintended mark low on a large table at the side of the hall.  The round forced itself into the floor, and blasted its way through the floor, causing it to begin collapse.

Travis leapt towards the wall, catching a foothold on a wide windowsill, then leaping forward, kicking off the wall, to keep his momentum upwards, falling next to the hunter, who was only just able to follow Travis’s movements.

Travis rolled as he landed, throwing himself to his feet, he yelled as he  thrust a blade directly into the gut of the explosive weilding hunter.  Having stunned the hunter, he slashed a blade deep into the target’s throat, ending his life.

Travis backed away as the criminal fell.  He turned, continuing down the snaking hallway.

The main target was the head of a small criminal haven.  The man Travis had just killed was a body gaurd.

Travis cleared his blades of the blood that stained their surfaces, and slid them into their sheathes.  He pulled the long rifle off of his back, readying it for a firefight.