Fearless
"Look at what we have here!" a gruff voice sounded through the deserted alley. The familiar *click* of a .45 echoed off the filthy walls.
"Looks like two brothers." Another voice called out eagerly. The younger brother hid a scared face behind the older with a whimper. The older brother stepped forward defiantly. "Oh lookie here," The deeper voice said in amusement. "We have ourselves a hero." The older brother only grunted.
The older brother looked about twenty years old. He had ripped jeans and a dusty, old leather jacket. He had short, dirty blonde hair. The younger brother looked about sixteen. He had better looking jeans and a red varsity jacket on. He had longish brown hair.
"I only have one bullet, so who do I shoot?" the eager voice asked obnoxiously. The older one stepped forward. "Me. But after, leave my brother alone. Or I'll come back. And kill you." The older one said with conviction.
"I have to admit you have balls." The gruff voice chuckled, "But, you do know this is going to hurt, right?"
"You don't scare me." The older said smugly.
*BANG* *BANG*
The two thugs hit the ground. A smoking pistol in the older's hands.
"See Sammy?" he said to his brother who was breathing hard. "I told you we'd be fine."
"D-dean."
"Yeah?"
"You're an idiot."
my first supernatural fanfic. so go a little easy on me. this was based off an assignment i got. i had to choose a word from any greek and/or latin root and make a story based off it.