Red Dead Redemption: The Legacy [Rewrite]

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Arthur and I were walking around Saint Denis when we came upon some people who were trying to help an orphan read. "Hello," Arthur says. "Sister, one of my friends, Mr. Morgan!" The elder lady stands up with a smile on her face. "Oh! Sir. Brother Dorkins told me of the wonderful thing you did," She says shaking his hand. She looks at me. Arthur speaks up. "This is my daughter, Elisa," She smiles and shakes my hand also. I give her polite smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you both," Suddenly, a kid comes by and steals a crucifix and runs off. Arthur groans. "Those kids are the worst," Arthur starts running after him, I follow behind. "Don't hurt him, please!" The Sister calls.

Arthur and I go around the corner, looking for the kid. "Where did he–" I run ahead. "Hey! Get off of the boy," I exclaim. "Who the hell are you to talk to me that way, Savage?" The man spat. He had the kid up against the wall. "She said, let that boy go," Arthur booms. He cowers a bit. "He stole my watch!" "Let him go or I let her beat your ass until you're gunna need the doctor," He lets the boy go before running off in fear. "Oh thank you, Mister! Miss!" The boy runs off. I bend down and pick up the crucifix. We begin walking. "Hey, you want some company, mister," Arthur begins to turn down the offer until his eyes meet the woman's. "Mrs. Downes?" "Downes?" I ask. "Oh, no. Not you... Help! Help! This man this botherin' me," I scoff. "Really??" Arthur pulls me into the market, us getting away from the law men.

After we lose the law, we find a pastor and the Sister. "Mr and Miss Morgan!" Sister calls. "Excuse me, Father. Sister, we got your cross," I hand her the crucifix. She gasps. "You didn't!" "We did," She sighs in relief. "I hope the boy–" "He's fine. Physically. Mentally, he's a piece of work, but who am I to say," Arthur says with a smile. "Brother Dorkins was right about you. All three of you," She says with a smile. "You are the most wonderful people," "Brother Dorkins is..." Sister Calderon hugs us both. "..greatly deceived I'm afraid, but We're happy to help a little," "Thank you. You know, it's a thing. My mother gave it to me when I was a novice, shortly before she passed. You are the most wonderful people," Arthur nods. "Excuse us, Father, Sister. Enjoy your day," We walk away from the church to our horses.

We make it back to camp. "What does this say?" I hear Sanity. I turn to find Sanity and Sean with Rose, teachin' her to read. "'The c...cat and the d..dog–'" Arthur hums. "Look at that. They look like a real family," I nod, smiling at them. I take out my camera. "He's going to kill you for that," I laugh. "Well, he's dying soon, Dad. I'm going to take so many photos as I can," Rose runs off after I take the photo. Sean was talking to Sanity, and to our surprise, Sanity didn't walk away from him. "Huh. Looks like those walls are comin' down," Arthur states. "Don't be so sure. After what happened with Bill, he's not gunna let anyone touch him. Not even Sean," Arthur nods. "You have a point," "Miss Grimshaw! Miss Grimshaw! Have you seen Kieran?" Mary-Beth asks her. "No, I haven't," "I haven't seen him and I'm worried," I walk over to them. "Mary-Beth, what's going on?" She turns to me. "I-I don't know. I can't find him anywhere," I nod. "Don't worry. We'll find him, alright?" She nods. Arthur was off talking to Sadie. "Arthur! Sanity! We gotta talk," Sanity and Arthur walk into the house as I walk towards the horses. "Hm... Branwen isn't here neither..." I mutter to myself. "Everythin' alright?" Sean asks. "Kieran... he's missing," Sean scoffs. "That kid," "Just because he and Sanity had a couple of night stands while the two of you were broken up," Sean sighs. "Yeah, yeah. When's the last time anyone has seen him?" I sigh... "A couple of days ago. The night he proposed to Mary-Beth," "You mean the night Sanity punched Aurelia," I laugh and nod. "Yeah," Sean sighs. "That boy... I couldn't understand what made him so protective of you," I look at Sean. "But I understand now," Sean looks at me. "Things are going well?" He nods. "Yous were right. Sanity's opening, little by little," I smile. "Good,"

Arthur, Sanity, and Dutch are on the balcony. "Trolley. I think we can hit it," Dutch says. "Alright. The three of us?" Arthur asked. "I reckon we can do one more," "Elisa," Arthur states. "Not Micah?" Dutch asks. Sanity and Arthur looked at him. "Do you want a pay day or a massacre?" Sanity asked. "I wish I could help the three of you get along better," Dutch tells his sons. Arthur scoffs. "The only way we get along is if he's dead," Dutch sighs. "Arthur–" "No, Dutch. He raped my little girl. He keeps pushing around little Rose. And for god's sake, we've watched him use Sanity as a fucking punching bag for years now. There ain't no way I- or Sanity will ever get along with him," Dutch sighs and nods. "That's fair," Dutch looked behind his two sons. "What is that?"