Bad Blood // Micah Bell (Red Dead Redemption 2 Story)

4 - Missing Horse

When Natasha, Arthur and Micah successfully got the stagecoach, Micah wanting to give it to Dutch as well as having the lockbox to share amongst the three, it all seemed to be going pretty well. Arthur had sat beside Micah as he drove the stagecoach, Natasha following behind them with the horses but when loud shouting is heard and a large tree falls, making Arthur and Micah crash into the stream whereas Natasha's horse reared up in fright, knocking her to the ground and charging off by the sounds of gunshots.

"Shit." She cursed as she sat herself up, rubbing the bang she had to her head. She looked to her left to see men in masks emerging out the trees with their guns and open firing at the three of them.

Grabbing her shotgun that had fell off her back, she climbed behind a tree before cocking her gun and shooting all the O'Driscolls that got in her way.

She moved up, now ducking behind the coach and switching to her Schofield after her shotgun run out of bullets, headshotting most of the men. She had miraculously dodged all bullets that were shot her way. Once the O'Driscolls started to tuck tail and run, Micah set off some warning shots before making his way towards the coach.

"Why is it every job I do with you ends in a pile of dead bodies?" Arthur scowls, reaching his hand towards a dead body and looting it quickly of any goods.

"Since when did you have a problem killing O'Driscolls?" Micah questioned making Arthur actually give a slightly chuckle.

"Good point. You alright Natasha?" Arthur asked as he walked towards her, offering his hand out to her to pull her out of the water.

"Well I'm alive so that's a bonus." She sighs, taking a hold of Arthurs hand and hauling herself up and yanking her boots off, pouring the water out of them.

She looked around for Caprice and shook her head in disbelief whilst the two men fought over who should grab the lockbox first. "Why is my horse the biggest wimp in the world?" She asked rhetorically, holding her hands on her hips as she looked at the chopped down tree, trying to find any tracks of where her horse could have gone.

When the boys finally shot open the lock, Micah cracked the lockbox open with his gun and took out the cash, sharing it out between the three.

"Go get yourselves out of here before any more show up."

"I can't." Natasha sighed, as she tried whistling again for her horse but no sign of him came. "Horse is missing."

"Micah take Natasha and try find her horse." Arthur ordered as he mounted up on his horse, already getting ready to the leave the pair of them alone.

"Why don't you do it?" Micah snapped, clearly irritated that he had to help the girl. She rolled her eyes at his attitude but stuck her hand out anyway towards Micah as he sat back on his saddle.

"Because I'm busy. Got to do some things for Strauss. Don't be an ass and just take her." Arthur then rode away, leaving the two of them alone. Well, and the dead bodies.

"Fuck sake." He muttered under his breath, grabbing her hand in his and pulling her onto the back of his saddle.

She didn't want to place her hands on his waist for balance so instead she gripped onto the back of the saddle as he kicked Baylock to start trotting.

"Which way did he go then?" Micah asked impatiently.

Natasha looked to the ground and sighed as all the tracks were messed up from the shootout and so she just pointed out ahead. "Just head towards the trees and I'll try whistling some more for him."

"So what are you anyway?" Micah asked after a few minutes of silence, following along the track for her missing horse.

"Excuse me?" She asked, furrowing her eyebrows as to what he was asking.