Western Story

[smokey]

strip the paint off walls.
keep your eyes pelled for trouble, says walsh, we don't want others finding out what we are about till it's to late to do anything about it.
they depart through the doors to the dark street when.....

[arthurarnell]

all is still they go their seperate ways. As Yates walks slowly down the street he keeps his hand on his pistol, always expecting the unexpected. Suddenly as he passed a dark alley between the saloon and the general store he heard a noise. taking out his pistol he slowly walked into the alley. ....

[CHANCE]

two dark shapes apear from the shadows as Walsh slowy approaches them. One of them strikes a match and then lights a cigar the glow from the match partially lightens the face of the first man.Walsh recognises him from the saloon Walsh tightens his grip on...........

[arthurarnell]

grip on his colt.
"Hear your looking for McWhirter".
"I should have killed that woman", Walsh muttered under his breath.
"Who wants to know"?
The man was tall, Walsh estimated about six feet, his companion stayed in the shadow.
Walsh was curt, "Hey you get out of the shadow, into the light where I can see ya"
The tall man continued.
We wuz jest wondering why three guys would be interested in an old soak like McWhirter"
Behind the two men Walsh noticed a third shadowy figure . Friend or foe he wondered. .............

[CHANCE]

a strong smell of cheap scent wafted towards Walsh.
then came a voice he recognised "you shudda stayed with me big boy".
Jacob felt a sudden pain and burning in his shoulder he dropped to one knee and then he............

[arthurarnell]

knew no more as everything went black.
Meanwhile at the livery stable Yates stood smoking a cigerette look quickly around him, he heard a noise and looked anxiously at the stable door. An elderly dishevelled, unshaven shabbily dressed man entered followed by Flint.
"Are you McWhirter "? Yates asked.
"Have you gotta drink?" the man replied.
"Your'e McWhirter, although god knows why your'e so important.
Flibnt looked around worried
"Now all we need is Walsh, and get out of this dammed place". .....

[CHANCE]

Yates stood a while and notice Flint's boots they seemed to have, what looked like blood on them. There was a faint smell of scent and tabacco that followed him into the livery.He wondered why Flint was looking so worried he...........

[arthurarnell]

turned to Flint.
"What do you know that I don't"? he said. ....

[CHANCE]

just as Flint was going to answer there was a groan from the doorway Yates turned
and to his surprise a wounded a beaten figure appeared and then fell to the ground.
Yates ran to the slump figure he recognised the clothing the mans face was covered in blood .It was Walsh , suddenly Yates looked at Flint for a fleeting second Yates caught a smile on Flints face.
"Is he"..Is he DEAD!?asked Flint.

[arthurarnell]

"No, not yet but, but he will be if we remain in this god forsken rat hole".
Pointing to McWhirter Yates said,
"Get him ready to ride, I'll clean Jacob up, and we'll vamoose".
Flint hurried to get the horses saddled.
"There's an old army post about twenty miles from here, we'll make for that."
Briefly wondering how Flint knew of the whereabouts of the post, just as quickly Yates took the thought out of his head.
Now cleaned up as best as he was able Yate lifted Walsh onto his horse. Strapping Walsh to his saddle, and taking the old timer on Flint's horse the three rode out of town.
But as they went other eyes had followed their departure.
In an upstairs room, silently closing the curtains one onlooker turned and slowly . .......

[CHANCE]

Turned and walked from his room and into the street below, there he was met by four men on horseback. He was heavy set and struggled into the saddle, a giant of a man handed him the reigns, and they set off after Walsh and his cronies. Little did they know what lay ahead of them, maybe some one did. Yates looked over his shoulder suspiciously at Flint something wasn’t right……….

[Hondo Duke Lane]

Flint seem to be nervous, as if he knew something. And the closer they got, the move nervous he became. Yates started to say something before .....

[arthurarnell]

he was interrupted by Walsh uttering a slight groan.
"For god's sake lets get to the fort" Yates said.
Hign Noon, the sun beat down unmercifully as the three horses silently made their way through the desert.
Four riders, two of whom wondered if they would live through the day; the one gripping his stomach as his insides churned and cramped as he began to crave a drink, the other falling in and out of delirium with the beating he had taken the night before.
Behind them unknown, shadowing silently their pursuers ever closing the gap. ....

[CHANCE]

Yates was concerned for his friend Walsh he knew if the didn’t find shelter soon he was a gonna.
But where in this desolate wilderness would they find solitude from their pursuers and the heat.
“How far to the Fort?” asked Yates
“At least a day and a half ride from here” answered Flint
A day and a half ride he’ll never make it thought Yates.
“There’s a water hole just about an hour a way we can…

[smokey]

rest the horses for a short while"
all the while thinking that this will help Walsh out and hopefully he will last till the fort.
"we'll stop to rest the horses" says flint; thinking that this is the time to......