AT THE STROKE of midnight, the chill of darkness overtook the night and soon, ghosts filled the land. A vengeful apparition by the name of Willful Will sets his sights on terrorising the guilty and the irredeemable. It was said that Willful Will held hands with death as he took out "innocents" the bounty called them. Everyone else knew better though, the Blackwater Raiders were in the mayor's back pocket. So, of course he would do anything to put an end to all his crops getting reaped. Blackwater was having an injustice done on her, so people who had a sense knew they were safe from Willful Will's wrath.
In a small canyon of boulders and dried out desert trees he saw the settlement, scoping out the place, he counted, three, four, five, six. Six men at this shabby shack of a Raider settlement. Six souls past saving.
There were two in the shack and four on the lookout, which got Will to thinking that whatever was in that shack had to be important. Whatever they were hiding, he knew he would find it.
Like a slithering snake, Will prowled toward the settlement, using the darkness and the boulders as cover. Two in the front, two in the back, and two inside, but once Will got close enough, he heard the screams.
"Leave us alone!" A woman cried, accompanied with the cries of two young children.
The men outside smirked as they knew the fate of the three captives inside.
Willful Will took vengeance, rolling a bottle out before the two men, they straightened up and pointed their guns at any direction they thought the bottle came from. One man commanded the other to go, and so he did. Will waited for the man to inspect the bottle closely, making the mistake of bending over to do so, before he shot the bottle and flamed met the man's feet. He screamed and danced his last, causing the man to command him to stand in shock, giving Will the chance to fire a poisoned arrow at the man's throat.
The action set a chain of events into motion, Will knew these weren't the brightest men, but they also had the upper ground. Whoever was inside could hold the children hostage, or even kill them before Will had a chance to save them.
While in his thoughts, Will marched forward into cover, hiding behind the cover of the house, he quickly made his way to the back. He heard. "You go that way, I'll go this way." These were Will's favourite type of idiots. He pulled out his knife and waited for the man to come, his steps loud with spurs and crunchy with little rocks. Once he made it to reaching distance, Will pounced, Stabbing the man in the neck caused his trigger finger to pull.
A shot rang out, Will pulled out his revolver as there was no use being quiet now. The man who went to the other side of the house came running and yelling, making it all to easy to shoot him in the head.
Will underestimated the men inside, as soon as he shot the running man, Will was tackled to the ground, knocking the gun from his hand. They both hit the ground rough, and the air left them. The man above Will had power over him, much more physical power, but the man made the mistake of instead of choking out Will he brought his gun out and tried to shoot him. Will and the Raider wrestled over the gun, Will pushing the gun away and the man trying to line his sight.
Will lacked the physical strength to over power the man himself, the barrel of the gun getting closer and closer to his head. Then, two shots rang out, one right in the head of the man he was wrestling, and the gun that missed his head by mere inches. Will felt the shock of just missing the bullet that could have killed him, but more than that his ear rang incessantly. He pushed the body off him, stunned for mere moments before he realised.
Will glared up into the sky where the at the top of the canyon his eyes met a sniper. Slightly panicked, he pointed his revolver and shot out two shots all the while going into the backdoor of the shack where the Raider came out of. Once he made it inside, he saw a difficult situation.
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