Our story begins in the town of Red Horse Rock in a saloon and tavern called the dusty redwood three men all wearing black hats a part of the black hat outlaws a notorious gang in the west.
They all strut into the bar as if they own the place Demanding free drink waving and showing off their shiny new industrial grade North east pistols known as colts they think themselves pretty big men for having that kind of firepower.
Our lone sheriff listening to the whole conversation, sitting in the corner booth of the saloons drinking the dusty red special straight from the bottle. And his usual rugged carefree yet with authority behind his voice he says" you boys are looking real lost here.
I suggest you pack up what you got and head on out and let these fine folk get back to their beer and gambling.
The biggest of the three outlaws James. The most hot headed ones stomps over swatting the alcohol out of rex's hand James then says The fuck you saying you bastard, I ought to blow you away right now and make an example out of you.
Rex: Now that's just a waste of perfectly good drink.
Even as James points guns in rex's face He doesn't flinch looking them dead in the eyes, noticing every shake and shimmer In their eyes and hands some of them never fired a gun before. However it's only when the other two rick and Alex start pointing the guns at other people demanding money from them that's when Rex gets serious.
Rex then says" alright, boys, you had your fun. Get those pieces of junk, out of them kind Folks faces or there will be consequences now sit your asses down and I'll buy you boys as many drinks as you will want if Ya keep waving those guns around at those people I'll bury you all where you stand. Two clicks can be heard in the silence After he speaks meaning he's clocked back hammers on Both of his black and silver plated smith & Wesson's two twin revolvers beneath his waist ready to blow any three of them away.
They all look at each other a bit Nervously this has never really happened to them before.
No one man has challenged them this seriously usually when people hear they're affiliated the black hat's they just go screaming and running or just hand over the goods. James who's still pointing his gun at rex tense's way up looking into rex's cold eyes realizing they're up against the white wolf of the west out of fear and desperation he grabs an old lady off a stool and points. His gun at her head threatening "if anybody moves this old witch is dead we're taking everything you guys have. We're not to be messed with fork over the goods or I'll kill her right here.
As his grip tightens on the old lady a loud bang! Can be heard as James falls over to the ground dead with a bullet shot in his heart rex's bullet accurate as hell went clean underneath the old lady's ear right into his heart killing him on the spot.
The other two begin to panic Alic doesn't know what to do rick tries to pull his gun on rex a second shot rings out.
Blowing off multiple of Rick's fingers as he crouches down in pain holding his nearly fingerless hand, Alec tries to flee from the saloon Rex picking up the gun of James and shoots Alec in his knee watching him struggle to stand and Rick's endless whales of pain as he cradles his bloody hand wrecks finally walks over Cracking two glasses over their heads then, hog ties them up, leaving them for deputies William and Jaxson, who arrive after hearing the commotion. After the deputies arrive rex lets them take rick and Alec.
While rex personally takes James's body out back and buries him personally, he stays there for a couple moments, whispering a prayer over his grave Before burying him. Rex never enjoys killing, not anymore the last time he did it was in the name of vengeance not in the name of justice like it should be. He promised he would never kill in any other name other than justice again on his father's name after finishing James's burial and a word of prayer, he checks out his gun He took off his body craftsmanship was amazing.
Definitely, northern industrial grade.
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