There Wont be Blood (Ashleebabe & Gunslinger)
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				Title: <strong>There Wont be Blood (Ashleebabe &amp; Gunslinger)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 21:02:15</strong>
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				The gunslinger holstered his smoking revolver and walked over to a dead body lying face down, shot in the back. The gunslinger used his foot to turn over the corpse then leaned down to search his pockets. He wanted to find out who sent this man to assassinate the gunslingers master and his master’s young wife.&nbsp; He found something disturbing, on the body: it was a letter with his master’s family seal on it; it instructed the man to murder the gunslingers master and his wife. <br><br>The gunslinger was hired by Edward Smith, a wealthy monopolist who recently came to this very small town in search of gold and oil. This place had tons of it. Oil, Edward thought was going to be the wave of the future with all the modern locomotive engines running on diesel fuel instead of coal made oil to be a very nice and expensive resource. This place was also full of gold, and everyone wants gold. <br><br>Earlier the gunslinger instructed 3 of his men to come and secure the small town while he left 2 of his trustworthy men to keep watch on Edward and Edward’s young wife. When the gunslinger was making sure that the small town didn’t pose a threat from bandits or lunatics with guns, he heard gunshots. He saw one of the assassins running from the hotel that Edward stayed in and followed, another came out of the saloon shot at the gunslinger and missed. After a short skirmish with the assassins, killing the last of them the gunslinger found out that he was the last one, the last man standing out of his group of 6 very tough and battle hardened bodyguards. <br><br>The gunslinger took the letter and went back to the Hotel, finding Edward dead, two of his men dead, and one of the assassins dead. Edwards’s wife survived the assassination attempt. He saw her in a room crying in the corner, next to her was one of the gunslingers best gunmen, he protected her and must have died from his injuries before the gunslinger could come back. <br><br>The tall bronze faced gunslinger stood above the lady, his guns crisscrossed on his belt, most of his body was covered by a gray and green duster coat. His hat overshadowed his face only showing parts of his unshaven chin and a scar across it where there was no hair. He offered his black glove covered hand to the woman. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: There Wont be Blood (Ashleebabe &amp; Gunslinger)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ashleebabe</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 21:24:18</strong>
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				She had only been married to the man for only a few months. Her beloved Edward was dead and she was in the middle of it. All over some foolish nonsense of Oil and Gold. It shattered her dream-filled life in a matter of a few moments. Lizzie looked at the carnage as she pushed to safety. She was reliving the whle event again. She was embracing Edwardin a sweet soft kiss when they came in. There was covered in black and their faces were blocked by their hats and bandanas. She only saw the eyes of vicious killers. <br><br>Edward pushed her out of the way to save her. He wanted her to be okay regardless but he was the first shot. Lizzie screamed but their men had moved her to a safe corner of the room. More shots were fired and then there was silence. She had closed her eyes and when she looked up, she was the only one there, alive. She crawled away from her protector and moved to see Edward. he was almost dead and she craddled him in her arms. "Eward, my love. Please don't leave me. Please." He gurgled out her name and then expired. She kissed his forehead and moved away from him and back to her corner. She cried until another person entered the room and moved closer to her. <br><br>Her blonde ringlets hid her face for a moment. She raised her angellic face and looked at the Gunslinger. "They, they killed him. I saw it happen. They shot him and left me alive." She was terrified to take his hand. She moved slowly and hesitantly and grasped his hand. "What do we do now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: There Wont be Blood (Ashleebabe &amp; Gunslinger)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 21:45:20</strong>
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				The gunslinger keeled and put one of his arms around the woman, he wanted to comfort her but didn't know how. He never seen anyone survive anything close to this, how to comfort the survivor didn't even cross his mind. <br>"You are not safe here" Said the gunslinger looking at the woman "We should leave" <br>He saw the fear in her eyes and the shock that was jolting through her body. He wanted to tell her that everything would be fine, but he didn't want to lie. <br><br>The note that he found on the assassins body disturbed the gunslinger, it instructed the assassins to kill everyone, the gunslinger included. He knew that the note came from Edward's brother, Bill. <br><br>"We need to leave this town, I will keep you safe and we will know what to do once we leave this place" The gunslinger told the woman and helped her to her feet. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There Wont be Blood (Ashleebabe &amp; Gunslinger)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ashleebabe</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 22:00:27</strong>
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				He was gentle but he was also at a lost onto how to deal with her. Lizzie rose to see all of the bodies that littered the room, one of them was her husband who's only crime to be related to a bad man. His brother was the cause of this and she was caught in the middle. Lizzie was terrified of what will happen next. <br><br>She looked about the room and sighed. She looked up at the gunslinger and fought hard to no vomit at the sight before her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There Wont be Blood (Ashleebabe &amp; Gunslinger)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 22:18:34</strong>
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				The Gunslinger lead the woman outside of the room, away from the sight of all the blood and death. <br>"Stay here" The gunslinger said and went back in to the room. <br><br>Inside the room he looked over his dead gunmen and took their guns and cartridges. He looked over Edwards dead body, he took the large bag of money that was on him. Edward didn't need the money any more, but his wife might if she is to survive. He also found a folder with all the deeds to most of the rich land in the town. The papers is what Bill wanted, and Lizzie's death, the gunslinger was determined to let Bill have anything. Before stepping out of the room he looked back at all the dead men, he whispered "we will meet again" under his breath the quickly turned around. <br><br>He exited the room and looked at Lizzie, then he looked at the money he had, after some hesitation he gave the money to Lizzie. <br>"Take this" He handed the bag of coins and paper money to Lizzie. "Lets go" <br><br>He lead Lizzie downstairs to his horse, he put some supplies, the guns and ammo on the horses back. He helped Lizzie up on his large horse sitting her up at the front, saddling up behind the woman. The horse was very large and could handle their weight with relative ease. He kept Lizzie close to him, wrapping his body around her protecting her. The gunslinger never had a woman of such beauty and statue be so close to him, he felt a bit wrong. <br><br>They rode off, passing by two dead corpses of the fallen assassins, one was surrounded with kids who were poking the dead man with sticks, as they passed they heard the parents yelling at the children something they didn't care to understand. The two rode off in to the desert road. The townspeople watched them, and they knew that these two would never come back to this town. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There Wont be Blood (Ashleebabe &amp; Gunslinger)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ashleebabe</strong> on <strong>09-05-2009, 00:41:39</strong>
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				Lizzie watched as he left her standing in the middle of the room and ofcorpses and death. She wanted to see Edward one more time but it was no use. He was in the other room and lost to her. She exhaled a sighed and wiped a few of the continous tears from her eyes. He returned with a huge bag of money and pushed it at her. <br><br>She took the bag and nodded as they walked outside towards the horse. It was much larger then she had never rode before. She looked over to see him packing the horse and then she was up on it. Lizzie looked about the town and watched as her life was ruined. "Goodbye my love." She whispered as the tears came. She hid her face in the Gunslinger's shoulder and cried herself to sleep. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There Wont be Blood (Ashleebabe &amp; Gunslinger)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>09-05-2009, 02:01:29</strong>
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				Night creeped up over the wasteland sky. The gunslinger supported Lizzie allowing her to sleep on his arm, at which point was becoming sore. His body started to feel weaker and drained. He was determined to ride through the night but the adrenalin side affects left him nearly exhausted. He slowed his horse down and went off the road towards a dirt mountain. <br><br>After he circled around the dirt mountain leaving the road on the other side he stopped the horse. Slowly he dismounted it with Lizzie and gently placed her on the ground. He grabbed one of the bags off the horses saddle and placed it under Lizzie's head for support. He couldn't tell if she was sleeping or not at this point but he hoped she was as comfortable as possible. <br><br>After a few minutes he gathered some burnable rubble, with flint he began to spark a fire. Once the fire was lit, he took one of the fairly large burning sticks and lit one of his cigars. 
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