Late one night a young girl with red hair that was no more than 16 heard a noice and goes to see what it is. As she walks into her living room she sees someone there that is definitely not in her family. The man was about 6ft tall and dressed completely in black so it was kind of hard to see him.
The girls older brother having heard her go out and her texting him she heard something, grabs his knife of the table, a small 1.5 inch blade that folds into its handle and is completely black. As he opens his door silently and look into the living the figure shoots what appears to be a desert eagle into the his younger sister.
Having seen someone shoot his sister he turns to the man with two thoughts in his head, 1 why did he have a desert eagle if he's trying to rob a place, and 2 he shot my sister. And without anymore thought he through the knife and the intruder, but right before the knife left his hand the intruder shot. The two projectiles sailed through the air and hit on target. The bullet hitting the head of the boy and the knife Lodged in the intruders chest, though not his heart. It was at this time the father and man of the house finally got out of his room with a fully loaded shotgun and looked and the surroundings. He noticed his two children laying on the ground one dead to a headshot wound and the other only a minor shot she should recover from. As he sees the the intruder points his gun at the angry father but is not fast enough to pull the trigger before his arm was blown off by the shotgun in the VERY upset and angry fathers hands. Not a moment later the head was blown off of the intruders body killing him.
*time skip*
It was the day of the funeral for the dead brother and all his family and his like 5 friends where there waiting for the father to get there from visiting his daughter in the hospital so they could get started.
While they where waiting an unmarked and unknown van pulls up and a man with a shotgun gets out of the drivers side door and starts walking towards everyone.
When he got to the group of grieving people he spoke. "I see my minion couldn't get the job done" slightly confusing the less smarter people of the group while the others clearly got the message. "Well I guess it can't be helped. If you want something done you better do it yourself" the man said with no emotion.
"YOU BASTARD" yells one of the dead boys friends and tall skinny guy as he rushed towards the man. "I'LL KILL YOU WHERE YOU STAND" he yelled as he threw a punch. The mysterious man just a sighed and and his shotgun quickly and pulled the trigger, killing the boy.
"HOW DARE YOU" yelled yet another of the boys friends, a fat and strong looking man who also charged the man. "I KICK YOUR ASS" the boy said trying the same tactic as the last boy. the man just simply repeated the process he did with the last friend killing him.
All of the sudden the mysterious man felt a sharp pain in his side. Turning the man saw a boy with long black hair with a knife which was currently stabbed into him. "Bastard" the man simply said as he swung his gun and hit the boy on his head with the but of his gun, knocking him down. "You should have learned" the man said aiming his gun at the boy with the knife. "This was fun but I'm getting tired" he said as he shot the boy, ending his life. "NO" yelled a girl in despair at the murder of the boy. "You should have stayed quite girly" the man said among his gun and firing killing the girl. "Well anyone else" he did looking around. No one responded. As he was asking the question the father had finally arrived and saw the situation "shit" he said grabbing his gun. "Great glad we're on the same page, now where is the father of this boy" he said pointing to the coffin of the boy that the funeral was for. "RIGHT HERE ASSHOLE" the father spat as he aimed and fired his handgun, killing the attacker.
"Bitch" said the father as he looked and the dead bodies. "Anyone else hurt" he asked not really wanting to look and the bodies. "No I think just them" said a cousin of the boy pointing and the dead children on the ground. "No shit Sherlock" the father said. "Now now no fighting we need to call the police" said the mother of the boy the funeral was for. "No need we are already here but I see we are to late, care to explain what happened" a police officer said walking upon the scene. "Not at all officer" said grandmother of the boy
*time skip*
"I see so this guy comes up to you all with a gun and says he's with the guy that killed the boy" the officer said trying to get a grasp on the situation. "Yes officer" said the grandmother. "And the three boys attacked him in rage and died" the officer said with a sad tone. "Yes officer"the grandmother with a sad look in her eyes. "And then the girl said no in despair and he shot her" "yes officer" "then the father showed up and shot the man" the officer said apprehensively. "Yes officer". "Well I hope they have a good afterlife" the officer said. "So do I, so do I" the grandmother said in a small and sad tone while the parents of the dead friends sobbed in the background at the lose of their children.

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