The Adventures of Jio The Kid and The Red Eye Gang

Chapter 2: The Past

2 years earlier
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"Excuse me miss, can I have just a moment of your time?"
The boy said as he took off his hat tipping it at the young lady.
"Pardon?" She responded taken aback by how forward he was.
"Not much needed Miss not much needed at all I would just like to request but a single moment."
Intrigued the women cooperated. Taking a seat in the wooden rocking chair fanning herself from the hot summers day. As the fan danced around the boy began.
"Thank you, thank you so much ma'am as I said it will only take a moment" The boy held up his hand as he coughed gently into it.
"So a man walks into the bank and holds it up at gun point, but the cops are to busy going after the kid who kidnapped the pretty lady in the blue skirt. Instead of kidnapping ya what do you say for a nice ride on old Jessie?"
The boy panted his horse gently on its saddle as a tuff of his hair covered his brown eyes. After noticing this a few moments in the lad blows his hair back into place leaning prominently on his horse.
"That is a very odd question mister where did you say it was from again?"
The boy reached into the pocket of his dirty worn work jeans pulling out a silver pocket watch wrapping the chain gently around his rough masculine man hands before flicking his wrist opening the watch and examining it closely bringing the watch closer to his face. The boy began to tisk with his tongue.
"This could have been so much easier Miss this could have been a nice ride between me and you but now I've gotta do..heh what I've gotta do." The boy adjusted his hat tipping it running his hand around the brim of his hat before drawing to his side and pulling out his lasso.
"Could have been..."
He pulled the girls dirty blonde hair down her knees buckled then fell to the ground. The boy dominating over her.
The boy went to work tying up her wrists and ankles. Some men saw this happening and tried to posey up to stop him but the boy was to good by the time these men had even pulled their guns he was riding off into the sunset with the girl hog tied to his horse Jessie as she galloped in circles rallying the people of Harvin County, and more importantly the law. As the lawmen road after him he fired 12 shots into the air making sure all eyes were on him. Once he was sure he had them all. He rode as fast as he could, he would loop them for a few minutes before disappearing into the woods, at least that was the plan. One thing you should always know about the Reject Bandits. Nothing ever, and I do mean ever goes according to plan.
As the law gained on him the boy would ride his horse in small circles gathering a dust cloud up to escape. As the hooves of his horse pounded again the ground kicking up as much dust as possible the once clear humid air had turned into a sandstorm. The boy catching himself coughing pulled up his handkerchief above his nose as he rode some more every one began coughing up a lung as he kicked up more and more dust the whole town was covered you couldn't see more than two feet in front of you and even then barely the blonde hostage also began coughing up a storm but out of anyone in the Reject Bandits the boy had the biggest heart. Not wanting to see the woman suffer any longer he ripped off his own handkerchief putting it over the women patting her head as he road off into the desert from there he would turn into the woods across the creek where he would drop off this nice lady off at his discretion. Before meeting back at camp a few miles outside of Valentine.
When the boy thought the coast was clear looking out to see nothing but the desert night he stopped his horse slowing as she turned around. Only he was no longer greeted with silence but armed men all aimed right at him. The boy threw his arms up in the air slowly getting off of his horse.
The lead man of the operation the sheriff of Harvin County himself twirled his swirly goatee in glee as he realized his catch.
Pointing his gun swinging it around at the boy.
"Wyatt Garnsworth, heh woo look boys we got ourselves a member of the Reject Bandits. Thought I recognized that white horse of yers. Now I'm left to wonderin, hah ah. Where are your boys?"
Wyatt wouldn't rat out his friends that easily.
The sun beating down on his face with droplets of sweat forming as it dripped down his chiseled face. He cleared his throat and spoke putting on a good show.
"I uh hate to disappoint you Sheriff but it's just me on this one, See what happened was, saw this.. this.. this fine young lady cross that there street and I just, I just, well I wanted to take her dancing, but of course the bitch just had to go and say no..." he laughed at his own joke gleefully.
"So I hogtied the whore and I'm gonna tango with the slut then fuck her til the crow croaks this time Saturday morning. Hell I was even thinking of taking her to church afterwards to meet the folks."
The Sheriff took another look at Wyatt only this time in disgust.
"You are one sick bastard Mr Garnsworth, you know that don't you?"
Wyatt shook his head closing his eyes as he nodded in agreement.
"Emhmm emhmm mamas been sayin that fer years now." The but of the rifle met Wyatts teeth red spewing as the wooden stock slammed across his face.
Wyatt winced in pain his vision blurred before he collapsed.