“So it ends. I was always better.”

“So? I never wanted to be.”

His brown eyes looked at his long time rival in his black overcoat. The atmosphere was stifling. Half way between them lay his gun, but the black barrel of his opponents was on him.

“I know you…I know what you’re thinking. Can you move fast enough to grab that gun of yours, can you get your pistol and shoot me with it before I can pull the trigger? Well?”

The younger of the two shook his head, his brown hair glowing red in the firelight.

“That wasn’t what I was thinking at all.”

With that he jumped forward.

A gunshot pierced the air from within the fire.

“No!!”

The young man was held back.

“You can’t go in there, the fire is too hot!”

“M…Matt!!”