Red Dead Rider [Male Reader x Sadie Adler]

Prologue - Chapter 10

30th April 1899:

Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms

Like a bird of doom

As it shifts and cracks

Where secrets lie in the border fires

In the humming wires

Hey man, you know

You're never coming back

Past the square, past the bridge

Past the mills, past the stacks

On a gathering storm comes

A tall handsome man

In a dusty black coat with

A red right hand

Y/N was walking through the streets of Blackwater in his suit, it was midnight and he was running a cord linking to dynamite through the town, making sure to keep it hidden, using sand to cover the cord and boxes or carriages to hide the bundles of dynamite from any passers by. John was helping him with planting the explosives.

He'll wrap you in his arms

Tell you that you've been a good boy

He'll rekindle all the dreams

It took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole

Heal your shrinking soul

But there won't be a single thing

That you can do

He's a god, he's a man
He's a ghost, he's a guru

They're whispering his name

Through this disappearing land

But hidden in his coat

Is a red right hand

Y/N put the plunger up on the roof of the hotel, making sure it was near where he would be set up with a scoped rifle. John passed the cord up to him as he linked the cord to the plunger.

You don't have no money?
He'll get you some
You don't have no car?
He'll get you one
You don't have no self-respect
You feel like an insect
Well don't you worry buddy
'Cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
Red right hand

You'll see him in your nightmares

You'll see him in your dreams

He'll appear out of nowhere but

He ain't what he seems

You'll see him in your head

On the TV screen

And hey buddy, I'm warning

You to turn it off

He's a ghost, he's a god

He's a man, he's a guru

You're one microscopic cog

In his catastrophic plan

Designed and directed by

His red right hand

As Y/N and John watched over the cord from the roof the hotel, taking turns to keep watch while the other slept, they were alerted to a presence on the roof, they both turned and saw Dutch and Bill.

"You boys ready?" Dutch asked as Y/N nodded John picked up his gun and patted Y/N on the shoulder before walking off with Dutch and Bill to join the rest of the gang, well, most of them, Arthur and Hosea were running a real estate con.

The job was underway, Dutch and most of the gang were on the ferry, grabbing the money and gold from it as Y/N watched from the hotel roof with his scoped rifle. Police surrounded the ferry and were calling out Dutch and the gang, trying to negotiate with them.

"Gentlemen, we have what we want, right now the only thing we want right now is safe passage, and no one follows us." Dutch called out as the police all paused for a moment, shaking their heads, the police rushed towards the ferry until Y/N began to pick them off one by one with his rifle. 

He took out the small wave of lawmen. He turned and saw Pinkertons arriving he reached for the plunger and pressed down on it, setting off the dynamite. The Pinkertons horses reared and some threw their riders off. Y/N turned back to the lawmen and started picking them off again, he started reloading his rifle but he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, he turned and looked as a Pinkerton rushed towards him. He saw the stock of the Pinkertons gun approaching before diving out of the way of the gun stock. He stood up and went to attack the Pinkertons, tackling them to the floor and going to punch them but he took a hit to the face before the Pinkertons rolled over until he was on top.

As the Agent began to hit Y/N, he grabbed the young boy by the scruff of his shirt neck, Y/N headbutted him four times before rolling them both over, he stood up and started slamming the agents head on the edge of the building before the agent hit him in the groin, elbowing him.

"Fuck off!" Y/N said as he punched the Pinkertons, not noticing that another two had come up behind him. They grabbed his arms while the other started trying to beat Y/N unconscious. Y/N took punch after punch.

Meanwhile below, countless Pinkertons agents were swarming the boat, forcing Dutch and the people aboard to make an escape on horseback, hiding the loot in Blackwater.

Y/N was still taking punch after punch, blood pooled in his mouth until he spat it at one agent holding his arm, punching the other while stealing their cattleman revolver and shooting the one with the spat blood on his face, and the one who had been punching him, he turned to the agent who's gun he had stolen and pressed the barrel against their forehead and pulling the trigger, blowing their brains out, he fired a second and third shot into them to make sure before leaving, running to his horse that was hitched down on the street, mounting it and riding out of town as fast as he could, reaching into his saddlebag and pulling out a stick of dynamite, lighting the fuse and dropping it to the floor, keeping the pace on his horse going while Pinkertons chased him until the explosion went off, killing four of them, he continued riding until a shot hit him, right in the shoulder, going through the back of his shoulder and out through the front, Y/N turned and fired his Webley into the chest of the agent who had shot him before holstering his gun and using his hand to apply pressure to the wound while holding onto the reins of the horse with his injured arm. He rode off, joining the gang and packing up to move somewhere else in the hopes of avoiding the Pinkertons...

End of Prologue.

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