Friday Fictioneers – The Hit

~ neilmacdon
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

“Third floor, west wing, second window from the right.”

I sighted, zoomed in. “Locked on.”

“You’re authorized to take the shot once you have acquisition.”

The view was grainy. My hands were clammy. Odd, because I never get involved. Perhaps the world-changing magnitude of the target made some nervousness acceptable: the first hit on a target three centuries in the past.

A shape at the window. Smaller than he appeared in his pictures. I squeezed the trigger. Everything changed.

The tau-beam gun hands vanished. The birdsong vanished. The command voice in my earpiece vanished. What had I done?

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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here

45 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Hit”

  7. Changing the past dissolves the present and reshapes the future. Can our hitman accept the responsibility, clearly not. Time to get a new job, perhaps travelling to the past to reset the genealogy of certain dictators, just a thought.

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  14. Neil a creative way of highlighting the risks of messing with things in time travel situations. There is just no way of knowing what the net outcome of those “tweaks” will be. 

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