A Man With One Winchester, and Two Bullets

Chapter 7

I awoke, a gun to my head. A big man sat before me, he was behind a Americian Percussion.

"Hello," the muscular man began, "I have been so lucky to hear the sound of a shot last night, and I found you. Am I the lucky man to find you and be promoted? I guess I am."

I lay, my heart pounding, but my appearance remained cool. "I would not call this a lucky fate, but one which shall kill you."

He was irritated by the smooth reply, "You lay before my gun, yet you shall kill me? You fool!"

"A fool you may call me, but a dangerous fool, one which you shall wish you never found."

Now, even more irritated, he aimed at my leg, and was about to shoot, but I smoothly dodged and banged my foot on his head. His head stooped forward and he accidentally pulled the trigger, the bullet hit the ground. As he began straightening up from the blow, I tackled him, and grabbing his gun I banged it into his temple. He fell, unconscious. Then, I slit his throat with my saxe, this was one thing I wished I did not have to do.

I frisked him, found a small pocket knife, extra clothes which smelled unused, and a little pack of beef-jerky. I shoved the small knife into my pocket, packed the clothes, and hid the meat in his shirt, then dragged the body into a hidden area. I didn't want his meat, for I must conquer the forest.

I then gathered my things, destroyed the hut & fire, then set out.

I walked smooth, making little trace of me walking in the area. I looked back at my small destroyed hut. If I didn't know it once was a hut, I'd guess it would just be some random scattered wood.

I saw a game trail, it was deer. I needed the hide and meat, but I only had my gun. I needed arrows, a bow without arrows is a bendy stick with a string. I could choke some one with it, but that's it... Hehe...

I chose to continue to the camp, and leave the deer.

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Fifty yards away the light of fires shined bright. I could make out a guard, and tents, I guessed the men were asleep in them.

I made my way closer, the camp was in a big clearing, and the guard starred in the fire.

When ten yards away from the camp, I flew up a tree. I studied the camp with the high view; there were four huge fires, and two guards guarded the fires, one for each two fires. They were starring into the fire, and they had no night vision, making for a easy raid. One huge tent stood in the middle, and twenty other tents swarmed beside it.

I descended down the tree, and found wood for arrows, I made five, it took me a while, but it gave me a awarding feeling. I ate some of the deer meat, and made a bedding in the tree, then slept.