Broken » Arthur Morgan

ONE

CHAPTER ONE
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SAINT DENIS
5:58 PM

| DESPITE THE WARM weather, I decided I would wear what most women didn't — men's clothes. I was no maid for men, or some whore. I'm a gunslinger, outlaw, and daughter of one hell of a man who should've died.

Colm O'Driscoll is my father's name. He's known for leading the gang, has a price on his head, and is a rival with Dutch. Dutch Van der Linde. He's another gang leader with a problem of Pinkertons, not that my father doesn't either.

I sighed softly at the thought of my monster father. I shook my head before I had felt eyes land upon me as I rode down the brick road, stagecoaches and men mounted on their horses riding as well.

The bar is the place I am heading. It was regular for me to do so, as I'm rather young and most didn't decide to bother me. If anyone did, they'd get a beating from a woman or a simple 'Fuck off' or something of the sorts. But, most of everyone who was in there knows me, and they know what I would do if they ever approached me.

As I arrive outside of the saloon, I dismount my horse. Oliver is his name, in honor of my greatest friend who had passed away after he lost the battle to a terrible sickness. I sighed softly at the thought and hitched him to the wooden post, entering the swinging doors.

I went straight to the counter, ordering their strongest whiskey and downing a shot or two. The warm sun came in through the windows, shining onto the wooden floor that was dusty and held a lot of dirt. Although Saint Denis is a city for the rich (or so it seems) then I for sure ain't one of those.

"Miss, may I buy you another?" I heard a male voice say. I turn around to see a man with short hair that was covered by a dark brown hat, almost appearing black but it truly isn't.

I roll my eyes in annoyance. "No thank you," I reply, a hint of annoyance and sarcasm in my tone. The mad sighs and then nods slightly and turns, shrugs, and walks off. I smirked to myself before I raised the third shot of whiskey in the air before downing it.

Without the slightest bit of hesitation, the man that had first came up to me and approached me once more. I rest my forearm on my gun where it is holstered.

"The hell do you want?" I asked annoyed once more. This son of a bitch is gunna get it if he don't speak up. I thought.

"You're Colm O'Driscoll's daughter, right?" He asked, his lips curled at the ends, forming into a small smile.

"What's your name mister?" I then questioned.

"Brian," he replies. "Brian Hemmings." He then adds.

"Well, Brian, ask me that forsaken question one more time and I oughta hurt ya. Now, either you leave me the hell alone or you go ahead and sit next to me and keep your mouth shut." I demanded and leaned in close to him, my voice soft but still stern. I pull back and look at him, he's fearful of me.

Not that I could blame him.

Brian turns and walks away, as if nothing ever happened. I shrug slightly before I had pushed the glass in front of me, pulling out some dollar bills, and placed them on the bar and giving the bartender a quick smile before turning around and exit the saloon.

"Miss!" A voice exclaimed from behind me. I turn to see some man who didn't seem to be like me — some killer. He was dressed neatly and was more of some city man than a country one, which seemed to be all I saw at this point.

"What?" I ask bluntly and turn towards him. He stops in front of me and then backs up.

"You're Colm O'Driscoll's daughter!" He exclaims, pointing at me.

"Yeah, and your point is what? That I'm some sort of twisted and disgusting girl just like my father? Trust me, I ain't like that." I reply.

"But you are more than just some man's daughter," the unknown man continues, "you are known for a lot of things!"

I smirk slightly before it fades. "Sure," I shrug.

"Over here!" He then yells.

Three other men dressed it what I'm wearing come out from the alleyways and from the saloon.

"Shit," I mutter.

Before I knew it, everything went black. My vision was at first blurry, but now all I saw is darkness.

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-morgann