Isaac looked at the nametag of his attacker and knew that he couldn't be very old, might even still be in Middle School.
[ToughGuy140]
''D-Drop your weapon!'' ToughGuy140 screamed in hopes of scaring Isaac, but his voice changed to different pitches after each word. The first one was a strong one, the second one was slightly higher, and in the third one, he almost screamed.
''Why would I do that?'' Isaac asked and was ready to press the trigger from a moment's notice, ''You have only one bullet left in the chamber, and you need to hit me in the head if you have any hopes of killing me, but I am confident enough to not let that happen.''
''M-M-My aim is good, I never miss!'' ToughGuy140 bluffed with a face, which said that even he didn't know what he was saying.
''So, you aimed at my leg?'' Isaac said while sneakily pointing at his bleeding leg.
''O-Of course! I-It will hinder your movements and makes killing you piece of cake!'' He smirked like he was proud of his excuse.
