Chapter 12
The cartel slowly walked through the mansion; in the dark. After they heard Death's whistle, they all became scared. "The boss said we need him alive?" "Correct." "Is sedating the target really necessary?" "Yes, the boss wants to kill the guy himself." The henchmen suddenly froze when Death appeared behind them, sniffed the air and said: "I just love the smell of fear."
All the goons quickly surrounded Death, one of them said: "Alright punk! There's a dozen of us, and only of you!" Death just smiled and said: "I think I can manage." One of them tried to sneak up and use an electric baton on Death. However, as the henchmen swung the baton, Death dodged it and swung his sickles. The first cut of the hand of the henchmen, the pointy end of the second impaled the head.
After removing the sickle from the goon's head, Death looked around the room and said: "What's the matter? Life's flashing before your eyes?" "Get him!" a henchmen shouts. A few goons charged at Death, but they also died quickly. "Okay, use the darts!" Some of the henchmen pulled out tranquilizer darts and shot at Death. He dodges them and throws his sickles at the goons.
The sickles cut off the heads of the henchmen, then they flew back to Death and he caught them; like boomerangs. Eventually, the police goon was the only one left. "Remind me, how did Randy know what Victor did?" says Death. "Well, I just told him when he was in a cell. I do have to say, the kid did a good drawing. Also, what big sickles you have," says the police goon.
Death looked at his sickles and said: "All the better to kill you with." "Oh fu..." As quick as a flash, Death cuts the head off the police goon. "That's what you get for bringing Victor into this mess." Death cleaned the blood off both of his sickles and says: "Okay. One more to go." Meanwhile, Randy was still holding Amanda and Victor at gunpoint. "Come on, how much longer is it going to take?" says Randy.
"Hello Randy." Randy turns around to see Death standing behind him. "Hello Death. You know, I forgot to thank you for showing the treasure room. All that gold and silver was put to good use," says Randy. "I only showed you that because I thought you would bury them," Death says as he pointed at the shoeboxes. "Trust me, when I'm done with you, I'll make sure nobody finds them."
Death gives a small giggle before saying: "And what makes you think you can kill me?" Randy holds up the revolver and says: "This." "Be careful. There's a silver bullet in that," says Victor. "Correct. Tell me, are you fan of fairy tales Death?" says Randy. "I lived through all of them. What's the point?" "Well, they say a werewolf can only be killed by a silver bullet. You wanna find out if you're a werewolf?"
Death thinks for a moment and then he says: "Wait, I have a little idea," says Death. Randy sighs and says: "What is it?" "Well back in my day, we didn't use "guns" to fight each other. Instead we had sharp objects and our hands." Randy groans and says: "What's your fucking point?" Death smiles and says: "I bet that I can beat you in a duel, with just my hands. You can't use guns, and I can't use my sickles. Does that sound fair to you?"
Randy thinks for a moment, then he says: "Okay, sounds like fun." He places his revolver on the table and faces Death. "But Victor and his mother can't be here. You have to let them go," says Death. Randy gives a long groan and says: "Fine. You two, get the fuck out of here." Amanda and Victor stands up and runs to the front door. But then Randy pulls out his other gun and shoots Amanda.
