Little Christmas intrigue

It was christmas eve, everywhere was silent...except for the sounds of feet being shuffled and stomped on the cold hard ground in a wild frenzy. The owner of the feet a wild looking young man in his early twenties; he was bleeding from multiple gunshot wounds but still he was not dead. A little voice in his head kept telling him he should be dead...yeah he should be but somehow with his body riddled with bullet holes, he was still on his feet running for his life. As he rounded a corner he saw through the window of a room and glanced at the time....just 7 minutes to christmas. Torn in despair for his baby gal in the hospital the man ran harder. In the delivery room a girl of 19 years was having the battle of her life bringing a baby into the world and the man she loved was nowhere near her...oh here he is. The young man burst into the room and saw his gal thrashing through the pangs of delivery with the very men who tried to kill him sitting calmly with their guns drawn. As they raised their guns to shoot suddenly there was a burst of lightning and the men all fell down unconscious. He turned around and saw a mirror image of himself....the image smiled at him and said,"you are not dead because I transfused my blood to you a year ago.....I'm sorry those guys thought you were me." Just then his gal screamed to the heavens and lo there was tiny baby girl crying in his gal's arms. The image of himself smiled at him and said "merry christmas daddy" and in a flash of lightning he was gone. The young man checked all his wounds and found himself in perfect peak condition except for two lightning bolts engraved on his body. He smiled at his gal and kissed his newborn daughter. In spite of all the strange things he had being through that night all he was grateful for was being alive to see his gals on christmas day. 

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