VIII
Blackwater. Fanciest town in the west. Its small, but most of them fools would come over here and watch the cinema or just get drunk in the saloon. That was the first place I headed. I bought the room above the saloon so I can rest for a few days until I attack. I noticed that there was a window that shows where the town hall is. There are guards EVERYWHERE. They are starting to prepare. I found one of them heading inside the saloon asking questions to the bartender. I had to act quick. I grabbed the table and broke the leg. It was very sharp.
"Yep, over here."
"Alright, thank you."
"No problem." I heard outside. I heard knocking on the door and hid behind the door.
"It's open!" I answered. The guard opens the door and walks in without a gun. I hesitated. I ran out pushin' him to the ground. Why should I attack and kill him? He doesn't have a rifle or anything! I ran down the stairs and saw that the guard was chasing me screaming,
"Get back here you meddlin' fool!" I took a hard right into a man and fell to the ground. The guard kicked me and I had to do it. I jumped up grabbed a chair and smacked the guard with it. He hit the piano and all I heard was people screaming and running. I took the leg I broke off and stabbed the guard in the back with it. He's dead. Everyone was scared and I could hear the law was coming.
"Father! Get on!" Greg came on a horse holdin' his hand out for me to grab. I jumped and got on the horse.
"Hold on and get down!" I ordered my son. He grabbed me tightly and it hurt a bit but I'm more worried about getting me and my son shot. It was a mistake. I saw a big cart up ahead filled with dynamite and comin' straight for me. We both jumped off and slipped under the cart as it was continuin' to move. The cart stopped.
"Need a ride?!" George said as he exited the cart. I was felt more safe except that there's dynamite in the back of the cart. We jumped on the cart and headed straight for the town hall.
"Now Beast!" We jumped off and Beast lit up the dynamite. Everyone ran and I started shooting. Many men fell and then there was a pause. Everyone was gone. Slowly, the dynamite blew up. I saw Silent Assassin on the roof. Sniping everyone. He motioned me to come up there. I went on top of the roof and time sped up again. Thousands of explosions coming from the town hall. While I stood next to Silent Assassin I smiled.
"I'm glad you're back." I said.
"Yeah, but not for long." Did he just speak English?! He sniped the law who were comin' up the roof.
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