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A gang of thieves pillaged and ravaged a small Mexican village. A peasant farmer Juan Marco returned from the fields and found his wife and son missing. He walked into the village finding chaos and destruction wherever he looked. As he entered the village square, it was there he saw the bodies of his wife and child laying in the street. He ran to kneel at their side, his wife's lifeless body still trying to shield the body of their son. He began pray aloud over them which caught the attention of a few of the gang members. They laughed and jeered at him and told him to stand and take his death like a man. Juan Marco ignored them and continued to prayer over his family, so the gang members shot him as he prayed. The leader of the gang told the surviving villagers to leave the bodies of the small family in the street as an example of what happens to those who disobey them. But in the dark of night the villager took the bodies to their graveyard and buried them in shallow hastily made graves.
By the following midday, one of the graves was empty. Still shaking the grave dirt from his clothes, Juan Marco wandered into town. He found that the gang had taken up residence at a brothel across town. Juan Marco had no sooner stepped on the the landing of the brothel, when he was shot twice by the gang members inside. Coming out to see who would dare come on their turf, the gang member were shocked to find the lifeless body of the man they shot yesterday. Somewhat unnerved the thieves shot the corpse once more then threw it in a ditch. In the dead of night the villager once again buried the body of Juan Marco.
This cycle continued for a couple of weeks. Juan Marco rose from the grave in the morning, wandered into town to confront the gang and was shot dead again. The gang members began grumbled to their leader about how unnatural this was. He chastised them for being afraid of one ghoulish peasant. He told them if they were afraid of running out of bullets he'd happily give them a couple in the gut. But unbeknownst to everyone Juan Marco had been gaining spiritual power with every rising.
By the beginning of the third week Juan Marco had mustered enough power to stop some of bullets before being shot dead again. This sent a shockwave of fear through the gang of thieves. That night as the villager buried Juan Marco once again, across town four of the thieves abandoned their posts and deserted into the darkness. In the morning the gang leader was livid, and vowed to shoot and hang any coward who even considered deserting. Still, night after night one or two gang members disappeared. The gang leader was only able to catch two in the act of desertion and carry out his threat of punishment.
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