Where The Bullet Lands

Guns Aren't For Little Girls

I chuckle at the man who had me at gunpoint.

"I saw how you took down Chuck" The man frowned, revealing lines that stretched around his face.

"I saw how you handled Mrs. Peatree in the alley" I chuckled and examined the gun he held in his hand.

"Yer' a dead girl" The man sneered.

"I wish and if ur' gonna to kill me, at least kill me with my own gun, instead of that ridiculous excuse for' a pistol" I chuckle. A boy, about 17, steps into view.

"She is just a little girl, let her go" The boy clenched his fist.

"Little girl?! I ain't no little girl! I could take you out with'n a blink of your' eye" I shout. All I see is red, my one pet peeve is when you doubt me due to my gender and age. "Shoot me!" I yell, the man pulls the trigger slowly, the boy stands astonished. Seconds before the trigger is pulled, I hit the gun forward with my palm, sending a bullet into the crowd. I then elbow the man who had me at gunpoint. I grab his hand, aim the gun at the boy. It whizzed past his ear, he immediately screamed. I run off, past the saloon, past the church, past everything. Before I know it I am in the middle of nowhere. I sigh and wipe the sweat off my forehead. All of a sudden a hand is resting on my shoulder. I turn around and punch whoever it is, they fall over. I open my eyes and see the boy who I shot at. He is knocked out cold. I stare at the boy, his brown hair is messily thrown across his face. I grab the rope from the back of my torn up jeans. I tie him against a nearby rock. I sit infront of him, tracing his features with my finger. His brown eyes flutter to life, faster than he even had a chance to move I had my pistols drawn and in his face.

"Stand down, damn" The boy frowns and tries to pull his hands up and notices his binds. "Really?" He sighs.

"Why did you follow me?" I cock the hammers of my double revolvers.

"I know who you are" The boy frowns.

"Doesn't improve your chances of getting away alive" I smirk.

"I wanted to see if it was true if" The boy trailed off.

"Yeah it is" I mutter.

"Good" He smiles, and his face shows an impression of startlement. I feel impact meet my skull and everything fades to black. I awaken in a small cage. Blood is dripping from my head. I instantly reached for my guns, to my surprise they were gone.

"You sons of bitches!" I yell and beat in the bars of my cage. I feel inside my boots and take out a small knife. I began hitting the bars with the knife.

"Give me the knife" The same boy, who I tied up, approached the cage bars.

"Hell no" I spit on his shoes. He replies with a sigh. I look around and notice gang members standing by the doors.

"Oh so your a gang kid" I smirk.

"More like, I have a Father in high places and a reward on my head, I kind of ran away from home" The boy fllips his hair.

"Boo hoo, my daddy won't buy me a new butler" I mock him.

"Boo hoo, I can't die so I hate everyone and kill myself" The boy mocks.

"I am going to kill you" my vision became red.

"I am Will" he reaches his hand through the bars as if asking for a handshake. I immediately cut his hand. "Ow! You bitch!" He yells.

"I have heard that too many times for that to be considered criticism" I sneer. "Where are they taking us, and why do you get to be free?" I shout.

"Because I am not a feisty bitch" Will grins.

"Why did you actually run away?" I arch my eyebrows.

"I came looking for you" He smirks. I put my hand up as though I am offering to shake his hand. He puts his hand through the bars and I grab his wrist, pull him forward and hit his head on the bar. He falls over, all the gang members rush over and look at him. One of the memebers opens my cage door and aims his gun at me. He pulls the trigger, sending me on the ground where I lay lifeless. When I awake a man has me in his arms. He is about to throw me in the fire, he must think I am dead. I open my eyes.

"Surprise" I grin, the man drops me and screams the girliest scream I have ever heard. I pull the bullet out of my forehead. Everyone comes out of their tents and they all stare at me, including Will. The man, who was carrying me, was about to pull out his pistol before I punch him in the face. Another man comes up behind me and grabs me by my waist, I immediately fling my head backwards and head butt him. I kick the guy in front of me into the fire and then I turn around and punch the guy in the gut. Another gang member approaches me. I pin the gang member against a boulder and slit his neck, I turn around and is greeted by four more gang members. I kick one and I am immediately grabbed by two gang members, while one steals my knife and holds it to my throat. One gang member has one arm while the other has the other arm. I kick the man in front of me and grab onto the other gang members arms, do a backflip, causing their arms to twist, I then pull my arms together sending the two into a collison course, I grab my knife and stab one of the gang members who once held my left arm. I spin quickly and slit, the gang member to my right's, neck. This leaves two gang members, I throw the knife which hits one of the two left's face. He falls over dead. One is left and I am weaponless. The remaing gang member aims his gun at me. I hear a loud bang and realise the gang member has a bullet between his eyes. He falls forward revealing Will with one of my revolvers aiming where the gang member once stood.