𝔴𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔰𝔲𝔫 ⟡ ʀɖʀ2

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 𝟺𝟿

The sun is just barely coming up when we're all awake and dressing for the cold weather and snow upon Mount Hagen. This was it. This was what was gonna end all of this for us. Warm coat, everything in between. We're ready. Riding up into the western part of Grizzlies West, brought back some flashbacks from when we all were up here in Colter after fleeing from Blackwater. The horses aren't having that great of a time going through the snow, but we end up at the bottom of Mount Hagen and we're on our way up, we see some members of Micah's gang in which are keeping tabs on everything going on. Charles ends up being shot by a sniper just after the first few shots are exchanged between all of us. I hadn't remembered the rush that I felt when I would sit there and shoot my rifles and pistols. John is quick to take the male out who shot Charles before we're all coming back to his side.
"You're okay... You're fine." Sadie mutters to the male as we're looking him over for the moment.
"I will be... Just go on. Go fast! Or they'll come down that hill, and kill us all."
Sadie gives a big sigh before she mutters for John and I to come with her. "I don't wanna leave him." John mutters before Charles gives a shake of his head. "They already know we're comin'. I will be fine, I'll follow you guys up... I just... Can't move fast." We give him a nod before we're making our way up the side of the mountain. Bullets are raining down on us as we're making our way to the top area, Sadie leading us all up before a random member of Micah's gang tackles her to the ground. "Get your hands off her!" John shouts and him and I pull out our guns before two others come after us. It had been a minute since I had someone wrestle me to the ground, this man has a knife in his hand and I was trying to keep him away from my face as I'm punching him and he's punching me. I get the upper hand once I can get a foot on his stomach and launch him back a bit before I pin him to the ground. Flipping one of my pistols out of the holster, I bring it to his skull and he's quick to bring the knife up with an attempt to stab me, but all he does is cut me pretty deep upon my upper bicep, which makes me yell out in pain. But as soon as I look up, Sadie has a knife within her side which she is yanking out, huffing and puffing while holding it down. Top of my eye is bruised up from the punches and I'm holding onto my chest as I'm trying to keep the pressure upon it. "Goddamnit! Both of you!" John shouts but I shake my head to him for trying to aid me. "I can still fight. I know I can--- Her--- Fuck." I mutter as I direct my head in the direction of Sadie. She keeps insisting she's fine. "You're dyin'!" John mutters as he motions for me to come help them out, which I do. "I'll be fine!" She states once more to the both of us. "Sadie... Just take a load off like Charles." Who was actually up to us now after being shot. "Just sit, it's okay." John states to her before she shakes her head.
"I ain't dyin'. I ain't!" She states out loud to us, John looks at me with a bit of disappointment. "Asher, if you can't go along with me, just stay here with them."
"Told you, John. I can still fight!"
"Famous last words..." Sadie mutters and then I thought for a moment to where I heard those words before and I remember it from the moment we went to go get Abigail and Selina from the Pinkertons in Van Horn. "Arthur didn't die then, Sadie, he became the hero we all remember. This is the moment I need--- For my sons, my baby, and my wife.... This is for him too." I mutter before she nods a little. "Both of you then... Go ahead--- I just--- I need to rest." We nod before John commands Charles to watch over her and she rolls her eyes. "Charles, worry about yourself."
"Asher... Let's go. For you, the hero of all this."
"All of us, not just me, John." I mutter a little breathlessly as I'm trying to keep myself up and going. I wasn't losing too much blood now, the wound wasn't as deep as I was thinking. Just another scar to add to the body. I follow alongside John when four more members of Micah's gang show up. "Look who it is... Ain't you both got a habit of just showin' up." One of them mutters. "When we both got something to take care of, sure."
"Just the both of yous left is it?"
"Yup... Just us."
"I was kind of hoping I'd get the honor of killin' you."
"Likewise."
It's Joe, one of the other members Micah had brought in when we least expected it. We're quick to both shoot out the four of them before we're moving on. "That was Joe! We gotta be close!" John yells as we're heading down the snow filled side of this mountain and into a camp that's crawling with gang members. "It's John Marston and Asher Sanders, Micah!" John shouts as we're both sitting there going about all these men who were loyal to this rat of a man. "We're just here for Micah Bell! Just him!" I shout as we're continuing on. John and I spotting a small tower or hut down at the edge of the mountain and we both nod as we're heading down there. "Micah! If you're in there, come on out!" John shouts before we're both looking off into other directions.
"Hello, Scarface. Cowpoke. You both miss me?"
"Not much." I just shake my head to him. "Oh I know you don't miss me, Sanders. After that beatin' I gave you back near your ranch."
"Nothing I ain't used to."
"How are--- Ya know, those whores of yours?"
"They're good, both didn't reckon we shouldn't waste our time killing you. But we both felt different."
"So it seems... Well, maybe when this is all over, I'll go pay both of them a call, and your kids too."
"Whatever you say."
I have my hands upon my guns as I'm watching him closely. Though, I knew Micah to be a quick shot and yet he was now, both of his pistols are taken out and he begins firing at both of us. John goes to duck and so do I, but, he gets me, right in my side, I wasn't sure if the bullet had gone into the skin or if I got lucky, but it still hurt like hell. The utter burning feeling was not one I missed. "Ah, fuck!" I shout as I'm leaning myself back against the crates. "Shit, did he get you?" John asks. "Think so... Just... Shoot at him, Marston. Shoot him down good." Though I tell John to, I get myself into a position to where I can have a go at him too.
"Oh boo hoo cowpoke! You're just as weak as Arthur ain't ya!"
"Fuck you, Micah!" I yell as I'm getting up to shoot at him, but he's a bit too quick and both John and I have to stay down. He runs behind the outhouse before Mrs. Adler shows up. "C'mon Micah, at least die like a man!"
He chuckles for a moment as he's raising his hands. "Hellfire... It's just like old times." He mutters as Mrs. Adler is escorting him forward, her breath is hitching with every step as her strength has been weakened. "Just like old times... Hm? All manner of folk paying social calls." I'm leaning over for the moment before I have both my pistols on him alongside John. That was when the door to hut seems to be kicked open and my eyes are wide at the moment. "Hello boys, Mrs. Adler... Been quite a while." It's Dutch with both his own revolvers aimed at John and I, Micah wrestles Sadie down to the ground and is holding her by the neck as he's threatening to shoot her with his pistol. "What are you doin' up here Dutch?"
"Same as you both... I suppose."
"Dutch and I are teaming up... Got money and dreams." Micah adds, it was true. Dutch really did take a liking to Micah, more than he needed to. Not wonder everything went to shit up in Beaver Hollow.
"Arthur saved both of us! More than once!" John states to Micah and Dutch before Micah speaks up once more.
"Arthur's been dead a long time! This is a new century, new people, you both were and still are blinded by the false hope Arthur gave to the both of you!"
"Dutch--- We both, gave all we had to you. All of it! Not our fault things turned out the way they did in the end!" I state to the older male, as I have both of my own pistols pointed at Micah and Dutch.
"In the end... You both betrayed me... You, John, Abigail, Selina... All of you."
"Killing us, won't solve nothin' Dutch! Nothin'! Say something Dutch! Say something!" Marston yells at the older man who tilts his head a bit.
"I ain't got too much to say no more..."
Then, out of nowhere, his gun falls off of John and the other one that was on me is pointed at Micah and without hesitation. Dutch shoots the other man, making him let go of Sadie as he's clutching his abdomen. "You shot me." He states, eyes looking up at Dutch as he chuckles. "You shot me pretty good." He adds as his eyes direct over to John and I. He then begins to pull out his pistols before I'm quick to point both mine at him and so is John. We load the male up with bullets before he laughs once more, walking a bit before falling face down upon the ground. John begins to thank Dutch who's walking past us with nothing but a glare and down to the side of the mountain.
"You okay? Both of you?" He questions Sadie and I, I'm leaning against the crate without much of a word.
"Fine." Sadie replies before John shakes his head.
"You're crazy." He states right back to her.
"I hope so. Help me up." He does as he's told before I come over, still leaning a bit, I come over to let Sadie lean against me so we both are just here in pain together. John suggests we go get Charles but Sadie shakes her head.
"There's money, John. Lots of it. Blackwater."
He nods to her as he's heading to the hut. "I'll go see."
"Hurry up, we got a weddin' we wanna go to."

John heads inside for a bit before coming out with a hell of a lot of gold, and cash alongside it. This--- Well, this was going to have all of us in real good shape. We all chuckle for a moment but Sadie is groaning a bit in pain. John and I take either side of her as we're making our own way back down the mountain.
We did it, we took out Micah, we were all about to come into some handsome amount of money. This was a success, all of it. Somehow too, we all seemed to get out of this with some minor injuries that hadn't killed us just yet. Years of gunslinging and somehow, someway, we weren't dead.