100 in 100!

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Your challenge (should you choose to accept it) is to crank out 100 words or 1 graphic inspired by the word:
Gun

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“Open the gates!” Donn demanded for the third time, brandishing the gun he had confiscated from one of the soldiers lost on the journey back from Fort Hamilton. It had no bullets but the soldier at the gate did not know that, nor did Captain Ortega when the man strode out of the darkness with the soldier who had been sent to fetch him, and an another dozen as well, sleepy looking but enough to match Donn’s force man to man. Surprised to see a man he had believed to be dead, he clenched his jaw, tightened his grip on the gun, and barked, “I demand you…”
“It is late. The Laedans are…”
“I am Laedan now,” Donn hissed, his eyes narrowed. The claim would carry less weight with Ortega, who had watched Lowell die while Donn did nothing to help him, and who knew that, by birth order, the right of laedan would fall first to Nik unless he could be proven unfit for the position.
Donn did not believe that should be difficult to do.
“The lords have already appointed…”
“I don’t care! You know I’m the better man for the…”
In a calmer voice of polish and snake-like calm, Anakarist Gracen interrupted without caring how it would irritate the man next to him. “Tell the Laedans we are here. Unlock the gate so that we can discuss this like civilized…”