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(not edited)~ ☙ ✯ ❧ ~ One Year ~ ☙ ✯ ❧ ~
It's been a year since Birdie has snuck off the wagon after Rex was killed and Jack has been looking for her every chance he gets
He had just returned to camp located in Odd Fellows Rest after following a lead on Birdie only for it to be nothing
"You find our girl yet?" Kullen asked as he watch Jack dismount his new horse a Tiger stripped mustang a beauty and hitch it to the post
"Sadly nope another lead dead in the water" he answered
"We'll find her Jack but realistically speaking she'll find us when she's ready" Kullen told him with a smile
"Most likely" he said with a smirk "Let's get this train robbery in action yeah?"
Kullen responded the a smirk before rounding up the members for a good ol' fashion train robbery of a very unfortunate passenger cars that would be traveling through GapTooth Ridge
~☙ ✯ ❧~A Day ago down in Mexico~☙ ✯ ❧~
Birdie gasped in pain as a bullet lodged itself into her thigh and she quickly pulled to trigger on the man who shot it at her way and she painfully dragged her body onto Kings saddle before urging the horse to continue her way towards her way out of Mexico where she had been living in for a year drinking the country dry and laying a lot more body's in the ground before deciding she should return to Charles and live the rest of her lonesome life out in a shack in the woods waiting for a shallow grave or the end of a rope either from another's hands or from her own
But as the day grew dark and the desert never seeming to end for the lonesome woman who had lost her way in so many directions of her life
So as she neared the train station in Chuparosa, paying for King to be transported to the MacFarlanes Ranch stables where she would get off and ride the rest of the way to tall trees
she dragged a bleeding leg and a draining body onto the train falling in a seat she did what she could for her injury wrapping it in clean dressings the blood finally starting to slow after bleeding for hours she was amazed she hadn't bled out in the dusty country she had tried to remove the bullet before arriving to the town but it was to deeply embedded in her thigh she couldn't remove it herself
With a sigh of relief as the train's conductor called for last boardings and the whistle soon blew indicating the railroad iron would soon rumble for miles ahead of them, Birdie rested her head against the glass of the window next looking at the platform and she noticed a lot of men board to nicely dressed to be locals plus her time around the same type of men told her a lot of government law men where on the train but soon her tired eyes closing as the rough vibrations of the train lured her into a slumber she had been fighting off for days as the stars watched her travels below them
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Jack stood between a small section of rail irons kneeled down his palm resting of the trains tracks, Kullen sat upon his horse holding Jacks horses reins near by the rest of the members accompanying them hidden in Gaptooth Ridge unseen spots
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The Ballad Of a Bird~ Jack Marston Story
Fanfiction{A Jack Marston short story} Birdie B Morgan, the second youngest of the deadly VanDerLinde gang, one of the last standing members, and the only living child of Arthur Morgan, sets off to, unfortunately, find an old friend due to unwanted circumstan...