End of the track

Chapter 1: On the run

Jesse and Julia sat at the saloon's bar, one drinking whiskey while the other studied a train timetable. Julia was three years older than her friend, however she was a few centimetres shorter, Julia had long black hair with unnatural red ends and light cyan eyes.

She wore a worn brown cowboy hat with a blue and brown jacket, beige trousers and black boots. Jesse on the other hand had silvery bleach hair and emerald green eyes. She wore the same as her friend but with different colours.

They were in the snowy town of early Detroit in the early hours of the morning. Suddenly the saloon's door bust open, allowing the cold wind and two shady figures to enter. They looked around at everyone in the saloon before settling their eyes on Julia and Jesse.

As the taller one of the pair walked over, Julia tightened her hand on the handle of her knife.
"Miss Jesse jay and Julia I presume" he said with a slightly Scottish voice. "Who's asking?" Julia responded with venom tainting her words.

The man only chuckled at Julia's threat before pulling down his scarf to reveal his face. The athletic being grunted as he sat down next to the pair, he chuckled again as he stared at the pair, his deep blue eyes both pierced through their souls yet seemed to show deep emotion.  Still grinning, the stranger ordered a whiskey while scratching his stubbly beard, drawing attention to the claw mark on his face.

"My name is Cal and that over there is my friend deputy Chris" he said motioning to the short young man standing at the entrance of the room. He had copper brown hair and a clean shaved round face with peachy skin.

"Anyway," he continued  "You've earned yourselves quite the reputation in blackwater as thieves, No?" Jesse had noticed that Julia's hand had clenched around the top of a bottle, she let out a sigh before turning back to Cal. "Basically we would like to ask a few questions about a robbery you two were inv....".

He never finished as Julia had caught him off guard with an attack. Jesse watched as the bottle smashed into his face sending Cal sprawling backwards in surprise into a table of men, Cal held his jaw as he climbed to his feet, a mood of annoyance on his face.

He went to hit Julia back but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder, he was spun round and slugged round the face by one of the men he had spilt a drink from.

Cal hit the bar before bouncing back and booting the man into his friends who disturbed another group of people, then another and before the girls could move they were shoved head first into a massive bar fight.

The girls were separated in the mass of bodies as they were pushed and barged around, when they broke free, Julia stood near Cal and Jesse was beside Chris who had hardly noticed her.

Julia was instantly punched round the face by Cal as soon as he noticed her, She braced herself for another attack but was saved when a random drunk charged at Cal knocking him to the floor.

Taking the opportunity Julia ran to the saloon door and bolted outside to unhitch her's and Jesse's horse Inside Chris had used surprise and size to beat up and get past a lot of people in order to sneak past and out through the back entrance where he ran to fetch his and Cal's horses.

Inside the bar Cal and Jesse had found themselves in the centre of the room both leaning against a support beam. "Cmon then!" Cal yelled with a hoarse voice, annoying Jesse "Ill take you all on....".

He as cut off by Jesse smashing a bottle over his head, "Im glad I was the one who did that" she said earning a cheer of support from the crowd. She then proceeded to walk out to Julia who had a black eye and a split lip.

The pair turned back to the Saloon to see Cal get thrown into the snow face first, the pair chuckled before turning their horses and trotting off to the next town.

Cal laid in the snow for a few minutes before a boot kicked him in the head, He slowly sat up struggling to get his bearings through his blurred vision.

"That went well" Chris said sarcastically as he helped his friend up "Shut it you, at least I didn't get spooked off b y the fact that one of them looked nice" Cal returned taking out a flask and taking a swig of whiskey before putting it back.

"Fuck off" Chris said as he walked away before returning with both horses and a comeback "at least my face is loveable unlike yours scarface" "ohh low blow deputy, Low blow" Cal said as he climbed onto his horse placing a hat on his head and pulling up his scarf.

"lets catch up with those two before we loose them again" Chris said sorting out his hat before turning his horse to the way the girls went before galloping off after them. Cal quickly followed, eager for them to answer the question they were going to ask.