Magnificent Eight (Red Harvest ff, Magnificent seven)

C. 1

Chrislom pov

"20 miles east of here. Volcano springs. Supply station. You look for a Cajun, name of Robicheaux." I tell Faraday before giving my horse a small pat.

"Goodnight Robicheaux?" I glance back at him before giving a small nod.

"Thats right."

"The Angel of Death."

"Meet me outside of Junction City in three days. Yeah, I ain't there, then it means I'm dead and you can.. You can keep my horse." Glancing at Miss. Cullen I give my horse a small kick. "You're with me. Come on, let's go. Come on."

We both kick our horse getting to go to a steady pace. With dust getting kicked up by the hooves I continue to watch my surroundings as we ride.

*time skip to after getting Vasques*

No ones pov

After Chisolm, Ema Cullen and Vasques saddle up they begin to head to a little south.

"Where are we going Mr. Chisolm?" Ema comments from sightly behind him with Vasques behind her on his own horse.

"An old friend of mine, lives this way. About a quarter of a days ride."

*about a quarter of a days ride away*

A pale women with midnight black hair and dark chocolate eyes approaches a Indian tribes camp with a small smile while holding onto her horses reins. Two Indian children abandon their game of catch and chase as they see the women approaching. They run up to greet her, to which a kind loving smile appears on her face.

*the bold print is her speaking native tongue*

"Miss Alice!"

"Hello children, have you been playing?" Both children nod while each of them taking her hand dragging her to their mother and father. Letting the reins go with Alice's horse walking over to a patch of grass. As the approach the tent their mother and father come out hearing their children laughs getting louder and closer.

Looking at both the the parents you can tell the children are theirs. The youngest one, their son, who is only 4, has their fathers darker eyes and face shape. Where as the daughter, who is 5, has light eyes and thick dark hair matching their mothers. The father is the chief and the mother is the shaman of their tribe. Both smile seeing the women with their children.

" Alice, what brings your path here?" The chief questions Alice with her giving a kind smile.

"Forgive me Chief, I have come for a visit, due to not coming here in 3 weeks." The chief puts his hand up motioning stop.

"You are welcome here Alice. Stay as long as you like." Alice nods her head as he walks more into the village. The mother hugs her with a large smile.

"It has been a long time Alice. You have become more beautiful since the last time." Alice nods her while smiling.

"Thank you Nani, you still show you can age gracefully." Nani smile and gently pulls Alice into the tent sitting down on several furs. Alice follows to sit with the little girl sitting on her lap and the little boy in his mothers.

They chat for a few hours catching up but still plays and talks to the children.

"Oh, Miss Alice, I made you my first necklace!" Both kids get up with the girl running out first with the little boy chasing her.

"How could I forget, I made you one as well." Nani reaches into a bag not far from her and grabs a necklace out. Handing it to her Alice observes each of the colors knowing every single bead was put on with thought and love.