Post by The Gun-Born Wolf on Sept 28, 2009 22:43:16 GMT -5
The two had been spying on each other. Ever since Jasper walked into the damn town. And now it was time for Retribution. At least for The Son of Guns. He couldn't take that fox face of his. And now it was time to put his gun into the dirt. David would constantly search for an opening. But he had a damn woman. She would be with him at the times. But now no more. A night in the cam Jasper visited Gunny.
"Jericho? Is that reall you?" The questioning voice would only sound nearest to fear and despair.
"Jasper... I should have killed you a loooong time ago." The voice rasped as the tall wolf reached for his guns, aiming it into the latter's heart.
"No wait! Please! Just... Tomorrow. At Midnight. I'll be sure to be there and I won't terry. Let me say good-bye at least."
"BASTARD! You have no right to do such! I only need to cock this hammer" He fanned the metal down and the moon clip turned clockwise. "And pull the trigger." He glared at Jasper and for those moments. He could see real fear into the young wolf's eyes. Fear that only said true and that he had to show mercy. At least this time. "Goddamn you foxes. All of you. I'll give you your day. But I'll be waiting A mile north of this camp. And one of us will be walking away. Bastard I'll show you the same embarassment my sister had felt when she shown up at the wedding without a groom to be wed with. Mark my words you fox, mark'em well." He caught Jasper's collor and brought him face to face, "Remember this face, Remember it well. For this is the last time you'll play your little lust games. And this is the same face that'll be facing you while you're bleeding for the flat of your back." He then threw Jasper out of his tent. "Your time starts now..." A stopwatch was clicked and off went the tick noise...
Jasper left to have Jericho cry silently whilst writing a letter to Molly then to Peprika.
Dear my favorite bartender,
This letter may be my last for tomorrow I face my enemy. He none of kind heart... and I feel as if I'll be buring him. Doc said he'll overwatch the duel. As for Lucifer. I haven't seen him since. But towns had been burning. I won't rest until both are dead... Molly, I just have to say -no matter how bad it sounds- but I love you and I wish we could have been together. I'm sorry I'm never with you. And I damn myself for it everyday of my life. If I'm dead... Doc will see you. I hope you write back. Even if I'm dead, I'll read your letter. And after I read that one, I'll wait with the Grim Reaper at Hell's Gates for the next one. I love you Molly, but it hurts to say that you're not the only one I love. Still, I wish me and you could be with eachother the day we met one another. If I come back, I hope you still have my favorite drink on the counter.
-Gunny
Dear Peprika,
I've been neglecting you, I know. But you're not the only woman in my life. I hope you found someone you love. And I hope he treats you well. I might be alive tomorrow to say Goodbye. But I won't in this letter. So I'll say I love you. And I don't need to write how beautiful you are or how nice you smell or the way you dress to describe how I love you. Because I don't love you just for those things. And because my love for you can't be described by Angels. But that's what you are to me... You're my angel without wings.
-David
Jasper had left a note that day, right on Wuti's pillow.
[Letter has much water damage. Possibly from tears]
Dear Wuti -My light, My love, My beauty, My wife-,
With each growing letter from this ink, I cry. When I'm away from you and at this desk, I cry. When I know that with each bullet I load into my gun, I may not come back, I cry. I found old enemies... or at least Old friends... in this town. I hoped I could escape from it all but now it reduces me to nothing when I think of the day I'm not with you. You've been the only woman I really loved. And now I damn myself because I never gave the same chance to a woman I had loved. I was suppose to marry another woman. But I ran away, I was scared. I didn't know how to protect her. And I had a lot of enemies. I ran that day and now I'm being hunted. But it stops now. I'll bid you Adieu. And now I must go. For I may never see you again. And I hope I do. For the day I do is the day I finally fell in love with you. Forever. And Ever.
-Romeo
"Jericho? Is that reall you?" The questioning voice would only sound nearest to fear and despair.
"Jasper... I should have killed you a loooong time ago." The voice rasped as the tall wolf reached for his guns, aiming it into the latter's heart.
"No wait! Please! Just... Tomorrow. At Midnight. I'll be sure to be there and I won't terry. Let me say good-bye at least."
"BASTARD! You have no right to do such! I only need to cock this hammer" He fanned the metal down and the moon clip turned clockwise. "And pull the trigger." He glared at Jasper and for those moments. He could see real fear into the young wolf's eyes. Fear that only said true and that he had to show mercy. At least this time. "Goddamn you foxes. All of you. I'll give you your day. But I'll be waiting A mile north of this camp. And one of us will be walking away. Bastard I'll show you the same embarassment my sister had felt when she shown up at the wedding without a groom to be wed with. Mark my words you fox, mark'em well." He caught Jasper's collor and brought him face to face, "Remember this face, Remember it well. For this is the last time you'll play your little lust games. And this is the same face that'll be facing you while you're bleeding for the flat of your back." He then threw Jasper out of his tent. "Your time starts now..." A stopwatch was clicked and off went the tick noise...
Jasper left to have Jericho cry silently whilst writing a letter to Molly then to Peprika.
Dear my favorite bartender,
This letter may be my last for tomorrow I face my enemy. He none of kind heart... and I feel as if I'll be buring him. Doc said he'll overwatch the duel. As for Lucifer. I haven't seen him since. But towns had been burning. I won't rest until both are dead... Molly, I just have to say -no matter how bad it sounds- but I love you and I wish we could have been together. I'm sorry I'm never with you. And I damn myself for it everyday of my life. If I'm dead... Doc will see you. I hope you write back. Even if I'm dead, I'll read your letter. And after I read that one, I'll wait with the Grim Reaper at Hell's Gates for the next one. I love you Molly, but it hurts to say that you're not the only one I love. Still, I wish me and you could be with eachother the day we met one another. If I come back, I hope you still have my favorite drink on the counter.
-Gunny
Dear Peprika,
I've been neglecting you, I know. But you're not the only woman in my life. I hope you found someone you love. And I hope he treats you well. I might be alive tomorrow to say Goodbye. But I won't in this letter. So I'll say I love you. And I don't need to write how beautiful you are or how nice you smell or the way you dress to describe how I love you. Because I don't love you just for those things. And because my love for you can't be described by Angels. But that's what you are to me... You're my angel without wings.
-David
Jasper had left a note that day, right on Wuti's pillow.
[Letter has much water damage. Possibly from tears]
Dear Wuti -My light, My love, My beauty, My wife-,
With each growing letter from this ink, I cry. When I'm away from you and at this desk, I cry. When I know that with each bullet I load into my gun, I may not come back, I cry. I found old enemies... or at least Old friends... in this town. I hoped I could escape from it all but now it reduces me to nothing when I think of the day I'm not with you. You've been the only woman I really loved. And now I damn myself because I never gave the same chance to a woman I had loved. I was suppose to marry another woman. But I ran away, I was scared. I didn't know how to protect her. And I had a lot of enemies. I ran that day and now I'm being hunted. But it stops now. I'll bid you Adieu. And now I must go. For I may never see you again. And I hope I do. For the day I do is the day I finally fell in love with you. Forever. And Ever.
-Romeo