"Jack said it was oke, and Chris told me she was bored because she wasn't allowed to work."
"And Loki has more wounds then her and he leaves the house more than she does."
"She needs to practice her solo sniping skills, she will be back by dinner time and I'll be with her all day, so give it a rest already."
Jake took Jemisha outside and drove off to the shooting range.
When they arrived at the shooting range the owner saw her coming up.
"Rose!"
The man saw a slight limp in her walk and looked concerned.
"Girl what happened to you."
'Ah its noting.' She waved her hand.
'I just had a little knife stuck in my back and a bullet hit my leg. It's nothing compared to the first time I came her.'
A few others saw Jemisha and came up to her.
"Rose which asshole did this to?"
'Yeh tell us, we will take him down.'
Jemisha smiled 'Well the asshole is already dead so…'
"Ahh…you better call us next time, we are itching for a little hunt."
Jemisha laughed.
Jake saw how she interacted with everybody and was surprised she made a few friends he took a picture of them so he could look in to them later.
"Well, well, if it isn't the broken little Rose."
Jemisha face turned hostile in a blink of an eye and was already pointing her five-seven at him.
Jake quickly snapped a picture of the guy and rushed over to Jemisha.
Her safety was of so one more wrong word and she would shoot him.
"Woh there Rose!
"Your safety is off!"
"Put it back on!"
The others looked at Jemisha and hadn't even noticed how fast she was so they took a few steps back.
"Rose!"
The owner of the range walked up to Jemisha and slowly put down her gun and put the safety back on.
"Rose, you know the rules… conflict are taken care of on the range not outside of it."
Jemisha looked at the owner, 'I'm sorry it won't happen again.'
Jemisha put back her handgun.
Jemisha smirked at the man, 'Alright I challenge you to a sniping contest Terry.'
"Bring it on, you probably don't know this but I have been trained by the best."
'Oh really… and who might that be?'
"Jace Jackson."
'Never heard of him.'
Jemisha texted Jack and as if he know a sniper called Jace Jackson.
Gunner: I have heard of him but considering his current skill…
Black Rose: Is he good?
Gunner: I don't want my baby sister to cry so…
Black Rose: Well?
Gunner: He is not worth mentioning… Even if it has been 6 years his skill haven't improve much over time and he is a lousy shooter.
Jemisha smiled 'How interesting…'
Black Rose: So if I were to challenge a student of him, would my current solo sniping skill be enough to beat him?
Gunner: Well if you don't let your thought go astray you would beat him without a problem.
Black Rose: Then I will keep my focus on winning and make that little twerp speechless.
Black Rose: Thanks brother, I will show the honour and skills of the Conor's and make you proud.
Gunner: Good luck Rose.
Jemisha then looked at Jake 'You make sure you film this for big brother to watch later.'
Jake patted her head "Sure thing baby sister."
Jemisha took her case and went to the assemble room and assembled her sniper rifle.
Terry was already waiting for Jemisha holding his H-S Precision.
Jemisha was holding her Arctic Warfare Magnum behind her back.
"Where is your rifle?"
Jemisha then showed him her rifle and his eyes were almost falling out of his sockets.
"Where did you get this?"
'Arcty? I found it when I was in Australia.'
Terry smirked, "Can you even handle such a rifle."
"Look at your body, its damaged and skinny."
"Let's make it interesting looser has to hand over the rifle to the winner."
'Like hell! I don't want your ugly shitty rifle.'
"Who says you will be the winner?"
'I do…because I was trained by the best sniper of the west.'
'You can go first, your rifle has a max range om 800 meter, so how far?'
"Max range."
'So I need to shoot with my rifle at 800 meter?'
Terry nodded.
'You know mine has a efficiency up to 1000 meters.'
"What!!!"
'Jezz, you're a sniper but you have no clue about other rifle ranges?'
'Terry… this baby is an Arctic Warfare Magnum.'
'Ahh whatever, just start already.'
Jemisha sat down at the side line and watched Terry snipe first. She noticed his posture was bad and his breathing was irregular and his focus wasn't there.
Jemisha had seen enough of him and closed her eyes and was calming herself.
Jake was sitting next to her and put her head against his chest, she heard his calming heart beat and this made her focus on only that sound.
Jemisha was slowly starting to get in her zone.
Terry was done, and Jemisha got up and walked down to the range but she was in her zone so she didn't hear any unnecessary sounds anymore.
Jake continued to film and saw she was setting up and said she would go for 1000 meters.
Jemisha started to get into her position and was breathing calmly, she had blocked out all sounds but Jake's calm heartbeat was still echoing in her ears and she focused on her target.
She was calculating everything and took her first shot, it was in the head, her second shot went through the same hole and so did her 3rd. All her shot went through the same place and everybody was shock to see she was so consistent with her shots, it was abnormal.
When she was done she checked the chamber and clip and confirmed they were empty.
She put the clip back and the safety on.
When she returned to the side line her friends looked at her in amazement.
Terry handed over his rifle 'I said I don't want your ugly rifle.'
"Who trained you?"
'Like I said the best sniper of the west, he is none other than my brother Jack Conor.'
Terry's eyes widened out of shock.