2 THE DIE HARD AND THE LOST.

Sometimes when death is inevitable one stops worrying or fearing.

Jeff believed in these three steps to survival, that when in danger,run .In the event running is not an

option fight hard, if you are going to die anyway ,then die hard.

He had resigned to these fates that day, it seemed like death was his fate and he had accepted, even though he wasn't planning on having a prolonged and painful death, he was not going to make it easy for them though. (follow the die hard rule).

He was only human , a man with limitations. He had fears and anticipation, standing erect he faced them in a manner that left them in doubt, there ware ten of them each pointing a gun at him ,and just as fear is the enemy of your guts the opposite is the same. Fear kills guts and guts controls fear.

His rules made him unique and tricky.To buy himself some time, he chose to play a mind game with them, ten against one unharmed man! even with his huge imagination there would be no escaping, making short easy steps towards the leader ,Jeff approached them and stood at a close proximity to the girl in the group of ten.Death silence and sharp intensive warning stares were being exchanged , a starring contest followed by a chilled air making the space cold and suffocating .

'Do you mind?'Jeff broke the silence then continued coaxing the group with intentions of hurting their egos.

'Well, I can see you have your orders and am not disputing that after all you are just dogs following orders without thinking, I will not ask you questions about this...This is my request though, be men enough to take me down, fist fight no weapons all of you against me, can you do that?come on show me what you got '. He was only buying time ,hoping that someone will walk in and rescue him, but to his surprise ,they broke into some hysterical laughter each placing his guns on the table ready to pounce on him mercilessly .He was asking for it.

This was a rare opportunity ,Jeff went high up ,coming down on all four , there were two men near the gun table , he send them both flying landing next to the table, he picked two guns, he was a double handed shooter and good at it, he wiped six men in a heartbeat, the girl in her confusion took three of her own men then both of them turned to face each other. The triggers were pulled at the same time Jeff missed her trying to dodge her bullet which for some reasons ,her gun was never fired at all. The girl with a speed of a cat landed on the table took a second gun and pointed at his gun ordering him to put his gun down first.

'You first'

'Nope, you go first'

They argued.

Each scared for their life and not trusting the other , tired but not willing to loose they stood for hours pointing guns at each other .The girl was getting impatient so she broke the silence , it was quite obvious that she had no intention of killing Jeff .Jeff on the other hand was slow to get that, she had wasted three bullets on her own people when she could have spared two bullets and still kill Jeff , she was a sharp shooter , the only one in a gang of killers.'can't he see that?'

'Who are you?, what do you want, who gave you the order to kill my family?'were these questions relevant?