How to Make a Kill

The patience is pristine. The stillness, perfect. Relaxed energy flows through your body, barrier free. You don’t move a muscle. You don’t bat an eyelid. Your nerves conduct no impulse. Your thoughts? There is no space for thoughts. Your mind is ripple free.

Like a pool of muck. Calm, viscous, dirty.

Dirty. Of course. This is no Meditation 101. There are no transcendental motives. The practiced peace exists only because it improves your chances. And don’t you even think about setting into inertia. Because any moment now, and it could be any moment really, you shall be called.

You are called. From perfect stillness to perfect motion, in all but an instant. A great big mass of speed and rage. Your eyes are still free of emotion, your mind cannot afford the spikes. But you will need the rage - it is what will make you overcome the inertia of inaction with the drive to get it done.

Calm your heart rate now. Let the neurons fire at a more leisurely pace. It is done. The quarry encountered. Every option anticipated, every move matched, every counter countered. The instant of the strike is only incidental. Like the rolling credits after the movie. The true story has already played itself out.

What’s better? You always knew it would be this way.

Mechanical. Clinical. Successful.

That is how you make a kill.