This is for you Kurt. Stop the god damn drugs and alcohol before you end up in the hospital again. Take care of yourself.
Again, I have performed another sin.....when will it all stop?....Until I fullfil my goal......
Again, another town destroyed......four down and one more to go......
Next target..........the little town of Clayton....
A piano player plays 'The Entertainer' as people come in and out of the saloon. Voices of people fill the air as they grab their drinks form the bartender and sit down to meet someone. Other men gathered around a circular table to play a round of cards. Nobody notices the dark cowboy that walks in, silently, while taking someone else's drink while they weren't looking and ocuppied a table in the far back.
A young American man turns around to find his glass missing.
"Hey what the hell? Where'd my drink run off to?"
A quiet bartender walks by while cleaning a glass with a rag.
"Don't give me that Duo. I know your tricks. I'm not giving you another free drink."
"I'm not lieing Trowa! I swear the thing was right here a minute ago."
A man with long blonde hair in a clean white suit walks through the swinging doors with a blue haired lady right behind him. The man wore a shiny gold star above his left breast.
"Howdy Seriff." Duo says as the man sits down next to him. Duo gave a grin at the woman with him and lifted up his hat. "Mrs. Noin."
"Hello Duo."
The bartender walks over to the new arrivals while putting away some large bottles of liqour.
"So what'll be Zechs?"
"Just two of the regulars, Trowa."
The bartender nods and leaves to get the drinks. He adds some light brown and red liqour into two glasses and pushes it down the counter to the man. He hands one to his wife and uses his pointer finger to call the bartender back.
"Duo you should hear this also. Quatra, come here!" He shouts toward the piano player.
The piano player ends his song and walks towards the others and takes a seat.
All four men lean forward so they could only be heard by each other.
"Did you hear about....Arington?" Zechs says in a low whisper.
"Yeah. Over three hundred dead in one day." Said Quatra.
Trowa nods his head in response.
"Where's Wufei?"
"He's down at the Steak House but i'm sure he knows also."
Zechs nods his head and looks around before starting to talk again.
"Clayton is the last one on this killers map. We have to move the people out of here and evacuate the town before it's too late."
"We don't have enough time, Zechs. For all we know, this guy could already be here. We have no choice to fight." Said Duo sadly.
"He's right. But we could try getting the people out of here." Trowa says as he takes Zech's empty glass and cleans it.
"Right. I already got Relena a coach to take her to Dallas. I'm sure she'll be safe there. You both should tell your family's to move out also."
Both the young men nod but one keeps looking out the window.
"Hey Zechs. You sure Relena got on that coach?"
"Yes, why?"
Trowa smirked. "You really believed that she would leave that easily? She probably wants to help too."
A young blonde haired, blue-eyed woman walks into the saloon and all the men stop what they are doing.
"Oh come on guys. Will ya'll leave me alone?" She says.
The men whistle and turn around to go back to what they were previously doing while laughing. The girl rolls her eyes. She spots Zechs by the counter and walks over.
"Relena what are you doing here? I thought you were halfway to Dallas by now."
Noin laughed and hugged Relena.
"Zechs, you should know better that Relena would never leave this place."
"That's right Zechs. I can't believe you tried to send me away like that. Your so protecting."
"You are getting on the next coach out of here whether you like it or not."
Relena put her hands on her hips. "Make me."
"Relena.."
Just then there is a gun shot heard and people duck under the tables while the men jump over the counter. A big man steps through the swinging doors with a gun in hand. Smoke was still rising from the hole. He looks to the left and then the right before walking to the center of the room. The sounds of the 'clinks' made from the strangers shoes are heard through out the room. People try their best to look invisible.
"Zechs. Get yer ass out here." He says in a low, rumbly voice.
Zechs stands up from behind the counter.
"Who are you and what do you want?"
The big man smirks and snaps his fingers. Before you know it, men were jumping through the windows and started running around the room until they found what they wanted.
"Let go of me." Cried Relena as one man holds on to both of her wrists with one hand.
"Relena!"
The men bring Relena to the stranger and he smiles at Zechs.
"You know what I want Zechs. Either give it to me or she'll get it."
A man points a gun to Relena's head and her eyes widden. Zech's fist crunch together until his knuckles turn white.
"Don't you harm her or-"
"Or what? You gonna shoot me Sherif Peacecraft? Hah! Your name sure doesn't fit you."
Zechs was now boiling with anger.
"Don't you dare make fun of my name." He said through gritted teeth.
The man gives a loud laugh but then another gun shot is heard and the man holding onto Relena falls down, dead. Everyone looks in confusing towards the owner of the gun. A young man with messy brown hair and purssian blue eyes glares coldly at the stranger.
"Let her go." He sayed just plainly.
"What? Who the hell are-"
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
All the men from the strangers gang fall down dead leaving Relena closing her eyes and covering her ears. All the ocuppants in the room stare at the unkown man as he walks towards Relena and looks at her before touching her face.
"Are you alright miss?"
Relena stared at the eyes lovingly. He smelled like gunpowder and he looked even better up close.
"I'm..alri..."
She fainted right in the arms of her savor.
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You need to be this tall to go on this ride. Back off shorty. -suicide_baka
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Yay another chapter! I can't wait to see what happens next! Now i'm all excited. Westerns are very rare, so whenever they come around I love 'em! Great job on this chapter and I can't wait for the next installment. 1xr forever.
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Ooh, I was thinkin' about making a western...This sounds great!
Keep it up!
Right now, though, I'm blind as a bat. My contact lens perscription ran out and I have no glasses
:x <-this is me squinting

Keep it up!
Right now, though, I'm blind as a bat. My contact lens perscription ran out and I have no glasses


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I believe in myth and legend, not the reality of war.
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I believe in myth and legend, not the reality of war.
Anomynous: Anybody got a carrot? A cookie? Gingersnap?! ...I''m in trouble.
Horse: Feed me now, and I will not shit in your window.
