"Oh boy" I thought to myself, my eyes travelling from the muzzle of the gun to the erringly steady hand that held it and then the tight beautiful face that was holding me at gunpoint.
"If you scream I'll shoot"
"Yeah, right, I'm a man we don't scream, we take action. And that is what I would have done if my instincts weren't telling me now is not the time, or is it fear."
The kind of calm thoughts that went through my head surprised me and just when I was beginning to question myself on my fearlessness, my eyes caught the light of the woman's gaze and I began observing her face.
The woman had messy long brown hair, that with the tiredness in her eyes telling that she and rest hadn't had a meeting in a while and then there were a few stress wrinkles on her beautiful fair face.
"Not bad" I looked at her tight pink lips which were devoid of lipstick and then I spoke out.
"You're beautiful"
Since pulling out the gun whenever that was, cursed my lack of sixth sense. The woman had simply held the gun at my face while going into deep contemplation, but as I spoke, while a baffled expression appeared on her face, it quickly gave way to one with a fierce resolution.
"Oh oh," I cried, cursing myself at the same time for not taking the situation seriously.
"Give me all your money"
I blinked at the order looking the woman up and down, her big black coat and her heel boots registering in my mind and then I brought my hands down slowly and into my pocket.
"Ex-military" I asked as I brought out my wallet and a couple of dollar bills.
Ignoring my question, while keeping the gun pointed at me, the woman reached out her left hand and grabbed the bills in my right hand, stuffing them in the pocket of her coat, but just as she moved to grab the wallet in my left hand, I answered a question in my mind.
"Be a smartass pussy and let a single woman mob you or get to fight off a gun woman in this life."
Preserving my life was of course the smart action, but when I rethought how much of a threat the woman was to me, you know this absolute or should I say genetic feeling we all have of being able to overcome lesser beings like ants and smaller people, especially if it is our first time meeting them, well I felt it now and in much stronger capacity.
Not even knowing when, just as the woman touched my wallet, my right hand shot out and seized the gun out of her hand and while I grinned to myself at my accuracy and speed, an immediate powerful kick to my left side had me whizzing, grabbing my side and stumbling away from the female who was preparing another attack.
"Oh shit" I said and truly, shit went down.
Though it is only later I would realize this, my feat of easily taking away the woman's weapon was something that should not be possible for the average person and it had made her rate me as a high threat to her life and that of her kids,
"Oh Christ, you can imagine the rage of mama bear"
It was without a single ounce of mercy that she attacked me and poor me got to understand that the title ex-military or whatever she was, wasn't not one to be taken lightly.
After her powerful kick, while I stumbled backwards, she pushed towards me and the next instant I had thrown the gun to the side and was using my hand to crudely block a flurry of deadly punches.
Left hook, right hook, chop down, straight punch, attack techniques I never thought I would encounter, I was using my hands and arms to block and push away.
"Hey wait, wait, wait"
My intentions had been to seize her gun, get some thrill out of doing it, subdue her and then know whether I would be calling the police for a child abduction case or sending the broke woman on her way.
For about 30 seconds, a flurry of hand attacks was sent my way and then after the woman realized that I wasn't budging and would just keep defending, she took a step back and once again shot out a kick,
Being on guard this time, I easily raised my hand and blocked her attack but the painful expression that appeared on my face could not be hidden,
"What is it with women and strong legs" I lamented internally.
Seeing that her kick was more effective, she launched three more and after blocking the third one, I decided to screw the sentimental feeling I had for her since she might be a mother.
For the next kick she sent, I much more carefully observed her and then rather than block it like before, I reached out and grabbed her leg.
Of course, a powerful force travelled from her leg into me, but rather than tank it, something I could easily do, I pivoted on my right leg, turned around, lifted her off the ground and threw her into the wall behind me.
"Bam"
The sound of the collision between female body and the wall had me wincing and I silently watched her slide down and fall to the ground.
Without fear, I walked up to her and squatted down looking at her with a smile.
"You're a good fighter, but I'm stronger, so rather than doing something that would get your legs broken, why not relax and let us calmly talk. Remember you still have your kids to go to."
A surge of anger flashed through the woman's eyes but she tightened her fist and remained seated on the ground just staring at me hatefully.
"Why the hate, you're the one who attacked me, and I'm also not the reason you don't have money."
A look of confusion flashed through the woman's eyes and she asked,
"Who are you?"
"Can't tell you that. I'm not looking to involve myself with some crazy woman, I said glancing at the gun I had thrown to the side.
I got up to my feet and kicked the gun further away from her before moving to my wallet which was some steps away, I took out all the bills in it and moving back to the collapsed woman placed it on her thighs.
"Those children out there, are they yours?" I asked.
At that moment, all traces of friendliness or kindness were wiped off my face, it was just flat-out bland and I don't know if my dominance aura had an effect on the woman, but I could see that she hesitated in her reply to my question, rethinking it before answering.
"Yes"
"Good" I said and then gaining a perverted predatory grin I looked over her body, having her eye flash with vigilance.
"You look like a clean woman. If you weren't a deadly ninja, I wouldn't mind paying you some good dollars to wrap your legs around me in bed."
With a smile, I stood up and walked towards the door of the bathroom, waving the woman as I exited.