Pilot

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(A/N: Sorry its short, but this is only the first chapter, above is cyrus)

I opened my eyes tiredly. Last night was a rough night, my gang and I moved across a fair share of land to get away from a certain gang. I pulled my legs over my bed and stood up, throwing on my purple shirt followed by my black pants. I walked out of my tent, noticing the sky was still dark. I quietly made my way over to my horse, his coat somehow managing to shine in the dark. "Hey cyrus" i said with a small smile as i mounted him. Starting my way towards the nearest town, i was watched the sun slowly rise. Once at valentine i hitched cyrus near the saloon and made my way towards the general store, picking up a few things to get me through the week. Afterwords i went to the saloon. By this time the sun was already up and valentine had started to buzz in the crisp morning air. Lazily leaning on the bar, i waved the bartender over and ordered a beer. Turning my back to the bar, i watched the conversations between the residents. The saloon door swung open, revealing a mexican, and an indian. They where laughing as they walked in and took their place across the bar from me. Two ladies sultry walked up to them, their hips swaying. I rolled my eyes and turned to look at the others, what felt like hours was only a couple minutes until another man walked in. my eyes met his, but only for a moment. He was older than me, the bluest eyes you have ever seen. This man was rugged and brawny. The man tipped his hat slightly at me before walking over to meet the other men. "Arthur! You finally made it" the mexican said has he pulled the man over to him and the ladies. I watched their actions. The man, arthur, said a snide remark to the ladies and sent them huffing away. I gave myself a small laugh watching their actions when another man walked through the door. Quickly running in to another guy. "Is he gonna kiss him or punch him?" the indian said, followed by the man giving a ruthless punch. "And we have our answer!" the mexican man said as the 3 men joined the fight. I quickly downed my beer and joined in. throwing a couple good punches and managing to dodge the other men. Soon enough the fight had died down. Arthur was outside, laying it on a man we learned the name of. Soon enough I realized arthur was not going to stop, with no one stepping forward, i did. I quickly walked to arthur and grabbed his arm. "Stop" i said sternly, causing arthur to look at me, his brows furrowed. He got off the man and walked away. I followed after him once the crowd dispersed.

"That was a hell of a fight you gave" i said once I reached his side. "Any women would say that. Get lost. Im not looking for anything" he said roughly. I studied the mans features, starting to realize who the men were. "Your arthur morgan arent you?" I questioned as he stopped dead in his tracks. He gave a small hum, "and your part of the dandies" he spat towards me. "Your almost as bad as O'driscolls"

"That is not true, we are living, we dont rob" i said with narrowed eyes. "You are part of van der linde, you guys rob, steal, and kill! You can not say im worse than you" i said angrily, my anger slowly getting the best of me. But with those words, i stuck a nerve within arthur. "You, you dont know us" he said sternly has he grabbed my arm and pulled me behind a building. "I dont have to know you, to know you all, are bad men!" i said with a harsh tone. His eyes looked hurt, but i didnt feel sorry. "You brought this upon your self arthur" and with that, i went to leave. Arthur grabbed my arm once more, "after that, i cant afford to let you leave" he said as he quickly bound my hands behind my back and threw me on his horse. "You are coming to my camp, i cant risk you telling anyone we are here. Your gang is a bunch of rats" he spat at me.

"Atleast bring my horse if your gonna old me hostage" is said as i was getting bored of the conversation. And with the beckon call of my horse, we were on our way to the delightful van der linde camp 

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