I approached them slowly while wearing my mask to hide my identity. One hand held my katana sword and the other hand held the cigarette I lit. They still didn't notice me because I was still far from them, like 200 meters at max.  4 people are most likely not contract holders, but the cowboy was surely one,  because of his heterochromia and his contract number mark engraved on his neck. It stated the Latin number V (5) which meant this guy is The Emperor tarot card holder. He was looking cool if I am being honest, his attire was immaculate. A white cowboy hat, a red twilly scarf, and a light brown tight crop top that shows the definition of his body means that he is physically capable, a belt with a golden shiny buckle where the name Lucky blaze was engraved, white and brown cow print flared jeans and light brown cowboy boots. For his appearance, he was quite the muscular/lean type. He probably was 188-192 cm tall. He was white with platinum blond medium-long hair, one of his eyes was ice blue and the other was gunmetal blue. His face was covered with freckles which made him look cute. After facing them head-on, all the guards and witnesses were already dead, all they had to do was steal the money. Now I can do whatever I want since there are no witnesses. The cowboy noticed me and said:" Howdy mister, do you want to crawl my hump?"

(Crawling my hump means 'pick a fight' in cowboy slang)

I then responded:" Hello, I am the so-called Fear. I come in peace and want to recruit you to my Church Of Truth. You are a contract holder and so am I, so as a courtesy of being the same kin I invite you to join me in my quest, the quest of seeking truth. Aren't you curious to know where your powers come from? If it will make you happy, you can invite your friends too. They will join us as scholars of insight."

He started laughing and said:" Well goddamn mister Fear I am at sea. Your bazoo sure does blabber nonsense. Contract holder or not, it doesn't mean I will just blindly join your cause. You must be full as a stick to come here and try to convince 5 outlaws about balderdash ideas. I am Lucky blaze and this is the last name you gonna hear baby."

( At Sea= being confused. Bazoo=mouth. Full as a stick = drunk. Balderdash=foolish)

I stopped smiling and said:" Lucky blaze, have you ever considered why humans wish to live? Humans live hoping to conquer their anxieties and fear and attain peace of mind. Seeking fame, controlling others, and acquiring wealth are all done to achieve peace of mind. Marriage and friendship are also pursued as means of attaining peace of mind. When humans say they wish to help others, or that a thing is done for love or justice...it's all merely to give themselves peace of mind. Achieving peace of mind is the goal of all mankind. Now, given that, what anxiety could you possibly feel toward joining me? Peace of mind would come easily if you do. Doesn't challenging me, even knowing that it may spell your death, bring you anxiety? It would be a waste to kill you. I can promise you peace of mind for eternity. And if you don't seek peace of mind and seek adventure, thrill, and knowledge as I do, I can offer you that. If you join me you will be permanently riding a rollercoaster of adrenaline and endorphins. But if you disagree to join me, I will sadly have to eliminate you, and your partners. That is because I cannot let rogue contract holders ruin my plan."

Lucky blaze then said:" Ain't this a Hog-Killin' time boys? Is this a quirley you're smoking?  After I shoot you in the head, I will give you a Jessy and put that quirley inside your ass. Now, let's see who is the fastest slinger in the west, yeehaw!"

( Hog-Killin' time = fun time. Quirley= hand-rolled cigarette. Give a jessy= spank someone)

The moment Lucky tried to shoot me, the bullet slowly went toward me targeting my head. His swing was fast but the bullet wasn't fast enough. I deflected that shot with my katana and passed through the other 4 guys while cutting all their heads off in an instant. All that Lucky could see was the light coming out of my cigarette swirling around his buddies' bodies.

" My ability is called Kill Bill. It allows me to dash through enemies quickly and slice them up with explicit detail. I killed your friends and left you alive to give you a warning, this is your last chance to join me." I said with a serious tone.

He stood there in awe yet he smiled, maybe displaying a poker face, and said:" Woohooo goddamn mister Fear, You sure are ginnin' about! You should have killed me first! Now I know how your ability works and how to counter it. You sure are in a bad box now baby!  You sure are a desert canary for being so balderdash. All I can tell ya is that my ability is named "Django Unchained" "

( ginning' about= moving quickly. Bad box= bad situation. Desert canary= donkey. Balderdash = dumb or foolish)

He then turned to me and started shooting me again. I simply dodged the bullets and ran towards him while keeping with the momentum of the bullets. It wasn't that hard to dodge them because they were slow and Lucky has a pattern of shooting, he is mostly targeting my vital points. I finally reached him, I am in range, and I  finally can cut this cocky cowboy's head. The moment I tried to cut him, I noticed that Lucky was smirking, and then BAAM, I lost my balance and kneeled with one leg. Something shot me in my left leg, then another shot followed from behind that pierced my right leg. I fell onto the ground and I was completely paralyzed from the legs, I couldn't move them. When I lifted my head to see Lucky, he was pointing his finger gun at me. He laughed and said: "Yeehaw, you are nothing but a lump of prairie coal now! I am above snakes and you are down! What an ace of high performance! I sure have made my jack. I am simon-pure you're hitting the graves today! Adios, mister Fear.

(Prairie coal= fences. Ace high = high class. Made my jack= hit my target. Simon-pure = pretty sure.  Above snakes= alive or on the ground standing.)

He then blew me a kiss and shot me in the head...