Chapter 10
As the big man finished saying his line, I could see the muscle in the side of his gun arm tightening. Meaning only one thing if I want to live I have to do something quick, but what could I do. As I sat there racking my mind as to what to say, or what to do. I could see out of the corner of my eye someone stand up from behind the bar. Oh god please don't do what I think your going to do I thought to myself.
"Stop! Don't shoot! Please Don't!" The young woman yelled as she stood up from hiding.
The bigger man turned his head, while keeping his gun pointed at me. "Oh yeah. What are you goin' to do to stop me, bitch."
"Don't call her that." I said as my voice rose from the anger, which was building inside me.
"Rob why don't you do the honors of finishing the job, while I get my newly acquainted friend here ready to go with us." The big man ordered.
"Why do you think you can order me around." The man who was called Rob replied as he started moving towards me.
"Just finish the damn job." The bigger man replied as he started moving toward the young woman.
"Fine" Rob replied as he reached me, and started to level his gun with my head.
Now's my chance. I used my last remaining strength to all at once grab his gun around the barrel, and used it as a grip to pull myself up off the floor, while making sure the end of the barrel was never pointed at any part of my body. I used my newfound momentum once I had my feet set to yank the gun down, and out of the gunman's hand, while swinging around with my back shoulder to knock him on the ground. Of course this move was not successful without a round being fired at the floor of the parlor.
When that was finished I took aim at the gunman on the floor, and fired a 9mm piece of lead straight through his temple. Turning on heel I aimed at the other assailant within seconds of pulling the trigger. There he stood about ten feet away using the most beautiful woman I had ever seen as a body shield.
"Drop the gun. Now! Or else she will get a bullet through her pretty little head." He commanded as he tightened his grip on her.
"You called her a bitch." I replied seething with anger.
"Yeah so what are you going to do about it." He replied challenging me.
"I'm going to kill you,... slowly and painfully." I answered.
Without missing a beat. I shot a wild shot from my gun. The man flinched. Exactly as I thought he would. When he flinched he let his grip loose just enough for the woman to get loose, and go diving out of the way. This is where you will die I thought as I took aim straight for his shooting arm, and fired off a round. Before he even finished flinching the slug hit his elbow joint shattering it. In the process his now useless right arm dropped his gun to the floor. With a loud clang it hit the floor of the parlor. Right after the gun hit the floor. his body had realized what had happened, and soon his body crumpled to a ball in pain on the floor.
I walked straight up to where he lay feet from his once threatening gun, which I immediately kicked out of his reach without thinking twice. I squatted down next to the grown man holding his arm in pain.
"Who do you work for?" I asked. When there was now answer I hit him across the face with the butt of my newly possessed gun. He spat out blood, and answered with the voice of a broken man.
"I don't know. They never gave me, or my partner a name."
I believed him if that was even possible. Just for fun I decided to pour salt into the open wound sorta speak.
"Speaking of your partner. How'd you end up with such a dumbass of a partner." I replied savoring the upper hand I had attained.
With tears flowing he looked straight at me, and said "That was my brother. You killed my brother." He said with hate seething in his last sentence.
Without warning his last good hand swung above his head. Something shiny was in his hand, and without second thought he swung down with what seemed to be all his strength.
I only had nanoseconds to react. I did the first thing that came to mind. I rolled back off the balls of my feet landing hard on my back. Seconds later I felt a searing pain as the shiny object, which turned out to be a switchblade pierced the middle of my thigh. He tried to pull the knife out of my thigh to use it once again in vain. At the last second I rolled to the opposite side of stab wound onto my side. The man, now exhausted squirmed trying to lift his upper body back up off the ground. I used the time to reach with my left arm, and yank the switchblade out of my now bloody thigh. With a yelp of pain it finally released. I used the remaining momentum of my yank to toss it out of the way. I finished my roll to land flat on my stomach. Then I pushed myself off the ground, and got to my knees. Not without a considerable amount of pain.
Within seconds I had my gun arm leveled with the man's head, and pulled the trigger until the gun started shooting blanks. Knowing it was all over I collapsed on the cold floor, that was now smeared with my blood. Before passing out one thought occurred to me. Was it all worth it. The answer was simply Yes.
A/N: Well that was chapter 10 for ya. What does the future hold for Isaac. I guess you will have to wait to find out. Thanks for reading and please review.
But on a more serious note I may be changing it from T to M. Just to be safe. But I will give you a warning in a following author's note if I decide to.