High Noon in Lafayette
Noon, 1189 VTE
Charlie done got himself in lotsa trouble this time. He had pissed off the wrong folk in the small town of Lafayette, and now he had to atone for his sins. Standing across from him were 3 outlaws: Skinny Jim, Cateyed McGraw and Otis Thorpe. Mean sonsabitches them all. And old Charlie couldn't make his usual escape, the bastards took his trusty banjo!
In the center of Lafayette, Charlie Bettencourt stared down the wicked me across from them with some dip in his mouth and hollered at them "Youse are cowards out there, justa pickin a fight with one man when there are tree of y'all, Yo-"
"Aww shuddup ya dope, you best know youse is luckee we dindnt hang ya high, and are given ya a fair fight." snarled Skinny Jim.
Otis spun his revolver before putting it back in his pocket. There ain't a finer shot in the north that ole' Otis Thorpe and this damn kid was about to find that out, thought the grizzled out law.
The men waited for the town bell to signal for their duel to begin, each one of them having their hand of their gun ready to draw and release 6 shots down range. Charlie was sweating like crazy, totally nervous when the DONG was sounded.
Quickly, Charlie jumped out of the way as the three outlaws fired and missed. He got off one shot... hit a dog... fuck. Two more shots came in from Cateyed, striking the water barrel he was taking cover at. "Cmere you little coward."
"Gottcha covered partner." Charlie rose up and quickly popped a .44 straight into the lung of McGraw, who fell to the ground and his partners both fire at Charlie, Thorpe's .45 grazing the shoulder of Charlie and Jimmy's round shooting out a window. Charlie dashed away, with Jimmy firing another one of his .36 rounds and buzzing the ear of Charlie.
Charlie fired a round a Thorpe, hitting a cat fuck... before Thorpe fired back at Charlie, nipping his cap while Jimmy closed in for the kill. He had about enough of this kids shenanigans and with McGraw dying, he picked up his double barrelled shotgun. He blasted the haybale that Charlie was hiding behind, blowing it up before Charlie fired a shot that hit him right in the shoulder, causing Jimmy to scream in pain. Jimmy was down but not out, but Charlie had bigger problems than that. He was staring right down the barrel of Thorpe, who had 3 more rounds of .45 to cut down this poor soul. There was no where left to hide for Charlie, if he ran, he would be dead. If he raised his gun, he would be dead.
"Afraid you just done run out of luck there partner. Quite the shame as ye have lots of moxie there boy. Any last words before I send you to the devil?"
Charlie, with a cockeyed grin and unafraid of death said, "You best not miss, Otis." and raise his gun to fire back. Thorpe fired... HIS GUN JAMMED "GOD DAMNIT YOU PIECE OF SH-" BOOM
Down went Otis Thorpe to the ground, a bullet between his eyes and a jammed gun in his hand. Charlie stood there in shock for a moment before realizing Jimmy was still kicking right below him, he pointed his .44 right at Jimmy.
"You feelin' lucky today Jimmy boy? Cuz i still gots one more shot loaded up here and I can send you right to hades with your buddies."
"Kill me you dumb bastard, right here and now cuz if the Blackwat-" BANG
"Well, dead men ain't telling no tales to no one." said Charlie with a grim look. He holstered up his revolver and made his way to get his belongs and leave Lafayette before any more funny business was done. He did, however, take Thorpe's famed .45 off the dead man as a trophy. The wanderer got away yet again...