The 'Wildly Illogical' Collection

From the position Nicholas was standing, he could see the same events play out as they did years ago. Of course, as it wasn't happening behind him as he fled.. But rather, right in front of him, it was all the more horrible.

"This time.. And last.. It never was about robbing the place, was it. It's about causing a scene, so that getting rid of people seems like a random act of terrorism, rather than a set up." Nicholas stated.

"But all this? This cannot be just for me. There is too much chance that your own men get shot by security. And that definitely doesn't explain last time! I was just a dumb kid who had done nothing to you.." He turned to the man who aimed a gun at him.

"I'm starting to think that the debt my father accumulated may have never existed in the first place.. But you'd know nothing of that, would you. Even now, you're just a hired hand." Nicholas laughed.. "Yeah.. I know who to go after now. I've ran long enough."

"You sure are full of it, Nicholas. I'm going to shoot you in a moment, so I decided to let you do your little monologue there.. But you are mistaken if you think I'll let you live." A smirk appeared on the man's face. Nicholas could see his finger inch towards the trigger.

"I'm not. You're going to miss." Nicholas looked the man down. "Every. Single. Sh-" A loud gunshot rang through the area, drowned out almost immediately by the screaming and shooting sounds coming from inside the casino.

"-hot. Kinda rude to cut me off there." The bullet was lodged into a pillar a small distance behind Nicholas. The man stood there dumbfounded. "There is currently a bigger chance of me dying from a stray bullet from the inside than from you. Would you like to try again?"

"FUCK YOU!" The man shouted, and shot at Nicholas again. Nicholas took a step toward the man, and his coat flew behind him from the sudden movement. A bullet hole was clearly visible through it, and as the second shot was fired, a second hole joined the first.

In a panic, the man shot again and some of Nicholas's hair flew from his head, his eye half closed in surprise of how close this shot came. One more shot, and dust fell from the overhang above.

"That's four misses." Nicholas had grabbed the man's wrist, causing the gun to aim upward. Before the man could react to this latest provocation, a fist slammed straight into his jaw, causing a cracking sound and the man to fall.

"Sonuva.. That hurts!" Nicholas caressed his fist.. "Shit.. I don't know if I broke his jaw or my fingers." He kicked the guy on the ground. He looked inside.. And only now did the gravity of the situation truly hit him.

Nicholas had been so caught up in his own moment that he didn't notice panicked people running past them. Most had avoided the scene because there was another man with a weapon, but there was still someone who got hit by one of the shots that missed him.

And what he also only now noticed.. Were people who seemed genuinely concerned for him, despite their own situation.. And he would have appreciated their kindness, if the moment hadn't been cut short.

The gunmen from the inside were coming this way, and all of the people who had stood there looking at Nicholas's situation now started running again.

Police sirens were audible in the distance, but Nicholas knew this wasn't over yet. He looked at the men shooting their way outside..

And grabbed the pistol.