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"Yeah, I'll decline. None of you are my type." Cruz said. He wasn't put off by the girl's offer. The same was made to him during his service decades ago. People'd do anything to save their lives. He knew a few men that would take it in a heartbeat, but he wouldn't do it. It was his job to protect his country and now it's to protect Belen. Nothing would distract him from that. 

He saw the girl pivot before the knife left her hand. He shifted to take the hit in the arm, because if he moved Belen would get hit instead. "Aw, shit." The blade dug deep into his shoulder, his grip on the gun loosened, but he didn't drop it. He just had to hold it with one hand and prop the butt on his shoulder to stabilize it.

Belen saw him get hit like it slow motion. Her heart stopped. In all the years he'd protected her, she's never seen him hurt. It was always other people that thought they could fuck with her that took the damage. Hell no. Fuck that.

"You bitch!" She stepped from behind Cruz and shot the white girl in the shoulder. The bullet cracked from the gun and echoed in the emptiness of the desert. An eye for an eye. She got close enough to be just out of reach for the girl and aimed at her head. "The next time you move it'll be between the eyes." She looked at the other two. "That goes for you too."

Blood ran down Cruz's arm. He was losing too much. Gregorio needs to get out here now. "I'd listen if I were you. She kinda loco." He motioned to the guns in front of the other girls. "Kick those this way. Don't need either of you doing anything else stupid." Out of his periphral vision he saw a girl a ways off looking a deer caught in headlights with a golf club in her hands. "You're better off staying there." He called.

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"Someone sent off our car alarm. Just checking you two aren't in on it."

Gregorio was relieved they didn't have anything to do with what was going on. Now he can go help his compadre and Belen. He kept his gun up, but approached them and bent down for the gun while they argued. A gun shot rang out. He stuck the gun in the back of his pants.

"Stay here you two." He ran down the stairs and out the door, gun ready for a fight. Cruz was bleeding with a knife stuck in his shoulder and Belen had her gun pointed at a girl with a bullet wound. Now he knows where the noise came from. Good. They weren't dead. There were two other girls with their hands up and one more distant from them. He approached them, gun trained on the other two.

"You okay, Cruz?"

"Good, hermano. Crazy girl with the knives got me."