Red Dead Redemption 1 & 2 Oneshots

Arthur Morgan x Reader - The Rope

There were several people asking for a oneshot where the reader doesn't exactly have the most happiest ending! Well, here it is!

⚠️WARNING MINOR SPOILERS⚠️

~Plot-Line:
As the reader and the gang are escaping from Blackwater, the reader will get caught by the law. The reader will then begin to think of their life and how much Arthur Morgan impacted their life, and then the reader will have two ways to have their ending.

What this means is that I've written two different directions that the story can go,
Happy Ending or Bad Ending! Sorry, I couldn't resist ;)

~Relationship Status:
Arthur Morgan and the Reader are lovers.

~Word Count:
3644

Enjoy!

Y/N - Your Name
L/N - Your Last Name

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Everything was going wrong, so horribly wrong. Pinkerton were everywhere, literally everywhere. It'd take a miracle for us all to escape out of this place with our lives. The looks on all of our faces were grim, knowing it'd take each and every one of us to push back to escape still breathing. I was beside Javier Escuella, whom was shouting at Dutch when he held a gun to a woman's head before pulling the trigger. (It's told in the actual storyline that Dutch killed a woman by the name of Heidi McCourt)

Children screamed in fear and I looked over my shoulder, I had guessed she was a mother, a very young mother. I think we were all shocked, Dutch never killed women, nor innocent ones! The children were hiding in the corner, their arms wrapped around one another as their eyes were teary. I frowned slightly and hear another voice say, whom I identified as John say, "Now, was that necessary?" Dutch doesn't respond from the amount of shouts that came from all around us, Pinkerton were swarming us all. We probably wouldn't make it. It was hellfire with bullets if we had moved just an inch, we'd all be dead within seconds.

It was life or death.

My back had been pressed up against a tipped over table, and I was staring at the wall in front of me. A door had been there, a lock on it. I grit my teeth and point the volcanic pistol in my hand to the lock, the trigger is pulled and then the lock flies off. "Now's our chance!" I yell, urging everyone towards the door. Dutch looks my way, shooting me a grin before speaking up. "Threw that door! C'mon!" Everybody slowly makes their way to escape, still sending out a few bullets to the Pinkerton as we made our escape off the boat. Dutch carried the large bag of money under his arm, who knows how much trouble that would cost in the near future for the rest of the gang.

Our feet pattered against the ground as we ran in the hallway and away from all the Pinkerton that had been in the main room, shooting away and trying to figure out where the hell we ran off to. The boat's alarm could have been heard from outside, the loud alarm signaling something bad was happening. And that something was us. We were all scared, nervous on what was going to happen. We could all die here, not escaping like what the majority of us probably thought at first. Now, we probably had a bit of a better chance to survive this. But maybe not us all.

We ran to the front of the boat, Pinkerton around the boat and swarming us all. It was scary, seeing so many Pinkerton in one place at the same time. It was hell from the amount of bullets that had been shooting out around us from above our heads as we crouched below, keeping us all out of eyesight. We slowly begin to eliminate the amount of Pinkerton that had been swarming us, Dutch's pistol fires and the dangerous little piece of metal flies to a Pinkerton, hitting them in the head.