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As the masked figure took a confident step through the door, the brawl seemingly stopped as if it were a still in a storm. Turned heads and observing gazes lingered onto the man whilst the sound of his rusted rowels clicked whenever his boot met the floorboards. After a few strides, he finally arrived at the counter where he promptly took a seat. A brief silent moment passed, the indoor war erupted once more.
"Can I tempt you for a drink youn' man?" The blue barman proposed "We've got the best drinks in all o' Eastwood!"
The concealed customer merely tilted his head, up and down, in a brisk nod. He then proceeded to gesture to a bottle of firewater with a gloved finger.
"I ain't never seen you around these parts" A shadowed form next to him retorted. "If it's trouble yer lookin' for then you better pull in your horns." He placed his feet onto the cracked, wooden counter and slung his guitar strap over the back of his chair. "The name's Sheriff Forge, but friends call me Tobias." The roostered Sheriff offered his hand for a welcoming shake, however his offer was silently declined as the masked man only glanced in his direction.
At that moment, the bartender interrupted any fragile attempt at conversation with a large tankard of strong smelling whiskey. Handing the beverage over the table top, he made a remark.
"'ere you go!" Megamind took no notice of the ongoing fistfight "Just shout if ya need anythin' else"
Seemingly unbothered by the burning taste of the whiskey, he practically threw it down his throat. "'ou're a right odd stick aren't ya?" Tobias commented. However despite the sly, snide comment, the figure remained silent. Pulling a Quirley out of his pocket, the uncommunicative cowboy tentatively lit it. "Giving me the ol' silent treatment now 're we?" Sheriff forge's eyes narrowed to slits. "Nobody in this here town ever gives ME the silent treatment. And that aint gonna start now!" He spat. "Reveal yourself you yellow-bellied fool!".
Still, the calm and collected cowboy did not stir, he only let out a puff of warm smoke.
"Don' make me make ya light a shuck!" Tobias grabbed hold of the maroon hat. Despite his attempts to prevent his assailant from removing his headwear, Tobias managed to yank of his hat, revealing short, buzzed brown hair.
"BARRY.B.BENSON!!" The aghast barman shrieked. The room grew silent once more.
Muffled whispers began to arise within the paused crowd. It's him! The guy who killed that youn' Malfoy a few towns over. I heard he gutted his own wife like a pig becaus' she didn't make 'im breakfast. Well, I heard he single-handedly slaughtered all them city-slickers on that runaway train. Well, i heard he-.
"That's quite enough of that now." Barry snarled in response to the accusations. "Carry on an' y'all end up as a story too."
"I-I-Is this the murderer that killed my dearest fiancée?!" Harry choked on his words. "Vengeance will be served, over morrow at high-noon, right outside this very saloon!"
Barry merely chuckled "Is that a threat boy?" his tone was light but his eyes held a menacing gaze.
Tears rolled down the spectacled face of Harry Potter. "Yes! and you should take it as such!"
"Might wanna get that checked out before, can't fir' a gun with one arm gone and the other mangled like a squashed rattl'snake" Barry gestured to the bloodied stump where an arm used to be. He twirled his pistol in his hand before swiftly putting it back in its holster, "You're about to get the hidin' of a lifetime lad" The cowboy slammed his empty tankard onto the counter and marched to the exit, parting the crowd like Moses parting the red sea.
"You won't get away with this!" Harry cried still being pinned to the floor by Shrek.
"And neither will you once I blast off those thin excuses ya call legs" Barry grinned menacingly as he slowly disappeared out through the saloon doors. A final slam echoed through the saloon.
"I'll make you wish you were never born Mr. Benson"
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A/N: Thankyou for reading Chapter Two: The Great Revelation! Stay tuned for more drama, steamy romance and especially bloodshed in Chapter Three: The Ballistic Battle. Stay tuned for more updates! :3
-Ava and Cody-
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