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off orders and began to size up his cuts on Mario.
    “Wait!”  Mario said.
    “Shut your hole Spic.  Take it like a man.”  The skinny man ordered.
    Mario had been slowly pulling out a nail that was half in the chair he was sitting on.  It had some tough leathery flesh pinned to the chair.  It probably was used to hold down someone who moved too much.  Fortunately for Mario he was seconds from pulling it out with his left hand while his right hand was being stretched out by Frank.
    “Can I at least see the girl before I die?  At least grant me this?”  Mario asked trying to buy some time.
    “Show ‘em boss..”  He was panting.  “show ‘em what he’ll never have.  Hah…”  Johnny said as he was in the shadows with the girl probably having sex.  She was panting a bit, but still crying. 
    “Why not?  Get off of the bitch and bring her over.”  The skinny man ordered and Johnny stopped, pulled up his pants and buttoned them.  He grabbed the girl by her hands that were in handcuffs and unlocked them.  She was half of his size.  He snatched her by her hair and dragged her into the light.  She had very little fight left.  Her face was swollen and her young frame was bruised.  She was maybe 16 at the oldest and looked like she was a pretty girl.  She had dry streams down her cheek where tears rolled past and she had a thousand mile stare. 
    “Wish you could taste this too huh?  Not much out there this cute, especially for a dark one.”  Johnny said as he dropped her to the floor.  It was enough time for Mario to remove the nail and cut through the duct tape binding him to the chair.  He rose startling all of them and thrust the rusty nail into the eye of Frank causing him to release his hold on his arm.  Mario punched hard into Frank’s gut and tripped him with his right foot causing him to fall backwards as his right hand guided him to the ground by his throat.  He followed with an elbow to the face repeatedly splitting the man’s nose, crushing the nasal bone and severely depressing his skull.  The skinny man swung the machete wildly and Mario moved effortlessly out of the way and the large blade struck Frank’s stomach, opening him up.  If he didn’t die from the assaults to his face, Frank was definitely going to bleed out from the strike to his gut.
    “Shit! Frank!  I’m gonna kill you, Spic.”  The skinny man yelled and pulled the blade out of his stomach splattering blood across the room.
    Mario quickly disarmed the skinny man taking the blade away and punched him several times in the throat and chest all while turning him around and using him as a shield.  He held the machete to his throat and a bolt from the crossbow narrowly missed the two by inches.  Mario actually heard the wind whistle by as it passed by his right ear.  The big oaf struggled to reload the crossbow.  Mario slit the skinny man’s throat, knocked him to the ground and sprinted towards the large man with the crossbow.  He hit his hand holding the weapon with the hilt of the machete causing him to drop it and cut him from his left collar bone to his right hip spilling his guts.  Mario sheathed his machete and pulled his 6” tactical knife from his right boot while Johnny and Jimmy ran in to help.  They were quickly killed by a few precisely placed cuts into vital organs and under their armpits causing them to bleed out quickly.  Two more men opened fire on Mario with guns, gunshots that would draw Azrael for miles away.  Mario found some pants thrown in the corner and handed them to the girl as they took cover behind the island in the kitchen.
    “You gotta get these on.  There’s still two more and they are shooting like idiots.  It’s only a matter of time before a herd shows up.  Here, take this shirt too.”  Mario told the girl picking up a t-shirt from the ground.
    She mustered up enough strength and pulled the pants up, buttoned them and put the shirt on.  She sat down still