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rolled in thick
and heavy as two shadowed figures cut through the night. They warily approached
a storage unit, guns glinting at their sides.
    “This is it,” Tarren whispered, and both boys squared their
shoulders. Somewhere far off a coyote howled to the moon.
    “It’s show time,” Gabe growled.
    The heroic brothers heaved up the storage unit door. The
epic showdown had begun.
    The angel jumped up, rage alighting in his eyes.
    “You two!” he snarled.
    “It’s been a long time coming,” said Gabe. His muscles
bulged beneath his shirt.
    “We’re here to send you back to Hell where you belong,”
Tarren said, his eyes glinting dangerously.  …Yeah, course he said that. Tarren
is full of witty one-liners. He spends hours every night thinking them up and writing
them down in his diary… No, I’ve seen it. It’s pink and got little flowers all
over it. …Oh, now that’s just mean. Wait, you’re making me laugh, I gotta keep
going…. The story. Stop interrupting. I’m losing my place.
    The angel moved swiftly in front of his prey, crouching low,
ready for a fight. He was weakened but still deadly. The brothers were ready
too. They’ve been ready their whole lives.
    “This ends here, tonight!” Gabe cried. The angel was quick,
moving like a blur. Both heroes  raised their weapons and fired. He cried in
pain as the bullets tore through his flesh, but that didn’t slow him down. The
fight was totally epic. The angel was ten times stronger than an elephant and
twenty times faster than a cheetah, but the brothers held their own using
Matrix-like skills. Blood flowed. Ribs were cracked.
    Tarren was knocked back, so the incredibly handsome younger
brother had to hold off the creature on his own using bad ass Chuck Norris
fighting action. Fists and legs flew at the speed of light. Using roundhouse
and 180° spin kicks of death, Gabe knocked the creature down, stunning him.
    “Is that the best you’ve got?” he asked with his trademark
smirk. He totally had the situation under control and was about to waste the
angel, when Tarren shoved him out of the way in a fit of jealousy…. No, let me
tell it…Of course he’s going to say that…. Maybe I wanted to be up against the
wall. You ever think of that? Maybe I had ‘em right where I wanted him. So if
you’re done telling me my own story… Uh-huh, that’s what I thought.
    So Tarren shoved his unbelievably talented brother out of
the way, because he wanted to finish off the angel himself. They did some tepid
fighting which involved absolutely no roundhouse or 180° spin kicks of death.
At some point Tarren got ahold of his gun and blew off the angel’s hand. It was
meat confetti. Ranger T hollow points, gotta’ love ‘em. The angel howled in
pain, clutching his mangled stump as blood gushed all over the place. It was
pretty sick.
    “This isn’t over,” the angel cried as he escaped into the
night.
    Of course Gabe totally could have killed the angel and ended
everything, but he realized that petty vengeance wasn’t as important as
rescuing the poor girl the creature had kidnapped. He went to her and realized
with shock that she had been infected. He took her fevered body in his chiseled
arms and cried out a soul-wrenching “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
    “We’re too late,” said Tarren, instantly giving up hope.
    Gabe refused to believe this. For you see, this wasn’t just
any girl. She was their long lost sister.
    “As God is my witness I will save you,” Gabe vowed
heroically. “Damn it, I will save you!”
    * * *
    Tarren’s version of events:
    We tracked you directly to the storage unit. The door wasn’t
locked. Grand was weak. This was our only chance to finally take him out. He
heard us coming and was ready when we threw open the door. We both got a round
off, but he was moving too fast. We didn’t get a kill shot. I was knocked back
in the fight, and I lost my gun. Grand had Gabe pinned to the wall. His hands
were glowing, and I knew he was