Brother

Chapter Four

I awoke with a yawn, the snow had started to thaw which was nice and it got everyone in a cheerful mood since soon enough we would be able to leave this frozen mountain. We had been up here for weeks now and in all honesty I hated even the thought of snow after seeing it for so long, standing up I tested my leg a few times since Colm had severed a few nerves so every now and again I would have a faint limp whenever I overworked myself. Leaving my cabin I headed to the main cabin where everyone was huddled around the fireplace, taking a seat beside John I reached my hands forwards slightly to warm them.

"So wolf face, hows your scar?" I teased, he shoved me slightly as I chuckled.

"It's alright, hows your leg?" He chuckled, I shrugged with a chuckle. After my injury Dutch had limited me to camp for a while which earned a few arguments but other than that the camp was happy, Dutch walking in however gave me a feeling there was going to be sharpshooting needed for this train they wanted to rob.

"Alrighty gang, start packing your things and get ready to move, me and the boys are going to rob this train so we need everything pack so we can get off this damn mountain!" Dutch called, a few cheers were heard but I crossed my arms with a raised eyebrow. I could see his own mental fight over wether to bring me, I knew I had won because of his sigh.

"Come on then," he chuckled as he turned to leave, grabbing my hat and guns I headed for the horses. Thankfully Colm had left Quicksilver for the boys to find so I still had my prized steed, mounting up I shifted to get comfy before fixing the reigns and turning to face Dutch.

"Alright the plan is simple, we blow the tracks with the dynamite, kill those who try to kill us, and steal whatever we can find," Dutch called as we headed off, I urged Quicksilver into a steady canter through the snow as I followed the boys towards the train tracks. Thankfully the ride was easy and quiet, upon arriving I noticed Bill setting up the explosives. A few words were said before Arthur headed down on his new blood red paint stallion Falcon, I sat back as I watched the boys do their thing. After a few minutes the sound of an oncoming train filled my ears causing me to smirk, Arthur had joined us by now as we pulled our masks over our faces. The sight of the train got my blood pumping, but as expected something went wrong. The tracks didn't blow so without thinking I kicked Quicksilver into a full out run back the way we came, the boys jumped onto the train as I raced alongside it with my rifle in hand. I made sure the boys were always in sight as I began to gun down those they couldn't reach, after shooting a few of this supposed "Cornwall's men" I raced for the front of the train. Standing on the back of my tiring stallion I leapt onto the side of the train, pulling myself up I was greeted with no driver which explained why it hadn't stopped. Turning around I noticed Arthur wrestling with him so in a rush I began to pull back a lever which I hoped was the breaks causing the train to slow to a steady stop, more gunfire filled the air as I jumped down and behind a rock for cover. Pulling out my pistol I began to blind shoot in hopes of getting them without getting myself shot, something landing beside me caused my heart to sink. The red stick of explosive gunpowder rolled to my feet as I ran, the force of the explosion sent me into a tree. Groaning I held my head to try and steady my vision, shouting was heard all around me but I couldn't make out the words or where I was exactly. I wasn't physically damaged aside from probably a concussion but that's besides the point, standing up I felt myself get shoved into the ground yet again but this time by a physical object. Grunting I laid there trying to let my vision clear, crawling forwards I turned to face my attacker and let myself flop down with an annoyed groan at being unable to see properly.

"Kill me won't ya, end this killer head ache for me," I growled, the man chuckled and held out his hand which confused me. Grabbing his hand I felt myself get pulled to my feet, holding my head I allowed my vision to clear and noticed the gunfire was gone.

"You are gunna get yourself killed one day you crazy woman," came the deep hoarse voice of Arthur, I chuckled as I shrugged.

"Better to die in a gunfight than with a rope around my neck," I pointed out as we headed towards the others, Dutch had arrived thankfully which turned the fight it seemed. Three men kneeled on the ground with their hands behind their head as Arthur, Micah and Bill climbed aboard, I leant against the tree trying to let the ringing in my head calm down. Happy cheers told me they found the state bonds they had been talking about, standing up I whistled for Quicksilver who came to my side in a hurry. Mounting up I watched the boys jump out, Arthur as usual didn't look very happy about robbing such a thing when we had little resources as is.

"Arthur you decide what you want to do with these men, I am heading back to camp to get everyone moving, send them on the train, kill them, let them go, up to you just make sure no one finds out where we are," Dutch called as he took off, I followed quickly after him and back towards camp. Soon we would be off this damn mountain, soon we could actually eat proper food and rob proper unknowing people.