It is not often that you find a murderous monk. It is less often that you find a murderous monk on your back, viciously trying to knock you over. It is even less often that you find a murderous monk on your back, viciously trying to knock you over and you, somehow, manage to bring said monk over your head and take the advantage.

However, Jamez Blak had a strange life and this, it seemed, was becoming quite a common ordeal to find him in. Therefore, he was amazingly able to tackle such a situation – with one of several different possible solutions. He did, of course, settle for the incredibly improbable one and defeated the monk. His pistol loaded, ready to fire, and outstretched in front of him, pointing at the monk on the ground, Jamez raised his head to face the first one yet again.

“Now, may I ask again?” Jamez asked.

“Be my guest,” the monk said, a definite accent sounding out through his voice.

“Why have you and your little monk friends killed four people in the last week?” Jamez repeated.

“Look behind you,” the monk said, his malicious smile back again.

Jamez began to turn before realizing that the outcome could be nothing good at all. Therefore, he resolved to thrusting his elbow quickly behind him to collide with whatever monk was standing inches from him.

There was none.

“Huh?” he exclaimed, turning around in surprise.

There were nine.

“Oh,” he said simply.

They all charged toward him in unison, screaming something in an unknown language. Jamez ducked and the predictable kick aimed at his solar plexus was left in the air. He spun once, leg outstretched, attempting to trip them and failing completely. His leg merely collided with one of their’s and began to throb painfully.

He had to overcome his hurt leg, though, or he would be the fifth death in one week. This is what he told himself as he attempted to crawl to safety. The monks, however, had a different idea in mind and grabbed onto his legs, pulling him right back.

Resignedly and with a sigh he took his gun right back out of its holster and shot one of the monks in the hand, releasing his leg. He merely had to point the gun at the other monk restraining him for the other leg to be set free.