Metal Cowboy

Written by Matthew Sinn/A.K.A. Sinbad the Mountain

Metal Cowboy/Origins Pt. 1

It was August 6, 1876. I was just sitting there within the town saloon of Dusty Hill, Texas. Having myself a peaceful drink of whisky at the bar. Who stood at 5'8, dark blue color eyes and long black hair. With a slight bit of it spilling into the thick dark beard on my face. When closely watching the old 45 year old bartender cleaning a glass with a light color rag in his right hand. With my brown hat sitting close by on my left side. Who was about to ask for another one. When the sound of a nearby commotion suddenly caught my attention. For standing by the piano was this short brown hair man. Most likely within his mid 30's, standing at 5'7, dark green color eyes and small scar on the left side of his cheek. Who seem to be flirting with this one young 24 year old lady within a dark red dress, fancy blond hair, light blue color eyes and didn't seem really interesting in him. As he spoke to her. "Come on Sugar". "I'm just a young weary traveler looking for a good time". The young women replied back. "I don't care how much money you've got". "The answer is still no". "So go bug somebody else". He didn't seem to care about what she just said to him. As he tried to lean in close for a kiss. Only to receive a slap from her right hand to his face. Which caused him to get mad. As he now grabbed her left arm and started pulling her towards the staircase. With the young lady crying out. "Get off of me"! "You dirty rattle snake"! He refused as I looked at them and spoke to him in a serious loud voice. While also trying not to shout. "Let her go". That's when he turned his attention towards me and spoke. "Stay out of this stranger". "If you know what's good for you". I replied back while looking mad. "Then why don't you make me". It was then that he spoke to me while looking more mad then before. "What did you just say"? With the young women just standing there silently. Listening to me speak. "You heard me". "Let the girl go or I'll make you". That's when he released his grip of the young women and started walking straight towards me with that annoying angry expression. Who spoke after slapping his right hand on the bar counter. "You threatening me"? With the bartender and a few others noticing this while staying quiet. Closely watching us as I replied back when standing up from my bar stool. "It's the one thing I can never stand". "Is a dirty horrible man". "Trying to hurt an innocent girl". He didn't seem to like what I said by one bit. As he quickly tried to punch me with his left fist. I dodged before throwing my own right fist into his face. Who then grabbed the man's head and slammed it into the wooden bar. Who then fell onto the floor in pain. With me about to ask for that next drink. When trouble decided to walk in. Walking into the saloon were these two men. One being 27 years old, stood at 5'8, long blond hair and dark brown color eyes. While the other was 29 years old, standing at 5'7, short dark brown color hair and dark blue color eyes. Both of which were carrying pistols within their holsters. While dress slightly like myself, as the blond hair one looked down at the man sitting on the floor and spoke in a surprise voice. "Tom what happen"?! He looked at the two men and spoke. "This bearded fool next to me did this". Both men grew angry as the other one spoke in anger. "How dare you hurt our buddy Tom". With the first one now speaking. "Your going to pay for that"! That's when a classic fist fight broke out in the saloon here. 

TO BE CONTINUE....!

Metal Cowboy/Origins Pt. 2

Punching the left one within the face. I knocked them directly into a nearby table. Where a poker game was happening. Until the cards got scattered and everyone's money too. Which made them pretty mad. While also quickly punching the other directly in the gut. Who felt this as I tossed him aside, while seeing their getting up. Ready to go another round with me. When the town sheriff 40 year old Danny Moon came walking in, standing at 5'7, short grey hair, grey mustache and light green color eyes with his pistol drawn out in his left hand and shouted in a serious voice. "What is going on in here"?! I quickly stopped myself. With the two other men standing there quietly. Who faced the law man, knowing we were all in big trouble now. As Tom on the floor next to me spoke. "Sheriff". "This bearded man attacked me". The bartender then spoke. "He's lying sheriff". "That man on the floor was hurting one of my girls". "Until this bearded stranger stepped into his business and started a fight in the saloon here". He seem to understood what happened and spoke in a serious voice. While pointing his pistol at us. "Alright you four, get over here and start walking". "For your all going behind bars". That's when we all found ourselves being walked down to the town Jail House while at gun point. Making sure that none of us tried to run away from him. Yet alone attempt to shoot him. Which would have been the worst possible mistake. That was sure to send one of us to our early grave.