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"Huney go. Find help now." Fiona commanded before turning her horse around, glaring daggers at the last man who had shot Tusk, and was now laying on his side with an arrow stuck in him. Pointing her guns at his head she fired both at once. Killing him in a swift motion. Then leaping off of her stallion, she raced to Tusk and bent down beside him.

"The rest... Of those bandits... Are attacking the town...." Tusk struggle to talk and couldn't sit up because of the pain. "Some sheriff I am taking the strongest people out of the town so that it can get attacked by freaking bandits......." Tusk coughed blood.

Fiona frowned and said nothing, looking behind her she just saw Huney and her horse. Racing towards them with a wagon on their tails. "Huney's here with help. I'll be back Tusk." She muttered to him before bounding onto her horse's saddle and whipping the reins. "HIYA!" She shouted, and her horse took off towards Tumbleweed. Fiona's stomach churning as she could slowly start to hear screams of panic from the residents.

Carl Carlson
Shooting up the town along with his gang he looked off and yelled, "THE POSSI RETU..." An arrow through his head dropped the traitor to the ground!

Alan Guant
The blacksmith drew an axe swinging down from his horse Alan beheaded a bandit then through his axe to make contact with another's spine! Pulling out a pistol Alan gets one more shot off before he is blown from his horse by a shotgun. His horse collapses on his leg, breaking it and pinning him down under a nearly dead horse.

Borron the Bowman
Upon entering the town Borron's swift movement and plentiful arrows helped him take out about six of these guys including Carlson, what was always mean to Borron anyway. "Me, true Warrior, protect innocent!" A shotgun shell exploded the man's face! Borron was dead, and his body slumped off his horse onto the ground.

Henry Foxford
Noah's Drunken uncle enters the fray and fires off a few shots missing all targets.

Shotgun Shawn
Not the actual leader of the Rocky Mountain bandits but one of the two under leaders of the bandits shoots Alan's horse, then shoots Borron in the head. "TAKE THIS TOWN FOR THUNDERSTRUCK SAM!!!"

One Eye Larry
One eyed Larry, the other leader of the Rocky Mountain Bandits was still at the mine. He shot a sniper killing Huney, the guy patching up Tusk! "HEAD SHOT!" Larry reloaded, "Now I'll kill the Sheriff, and Sam will be so proud!!!" Bang!

Tusk
Rolling to the side, a bullet kicked up dust next to the wounded sheriff. Grabbing the villagers body he said, "sorry about this friend..." Struggling to sit up Tusk drew a pistol, and using the fallen friend as a body sheild Tusk fired off shots! Bang! bang!.... Bang!......... Bang!

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Fiona
Fiona felt anger boiling up faster than ever before, her green eyes flashed and pulling out her two hand guns. She quickly fired them both at the speed of sound. Three bullets hit three bandits each, another rocketing off of a metal pillar on a building into the back of another bandit, as she heard Huney's scream in the distance, she had the urge to ride back. But she stayed and continued firing. Her horse now almost bucking her off, was shot in the side by Shotgun Shawn and fell to the ground! Throwing Fiona off in a frenzy. Though quickly retrieving her guns she continued to fire, though at this point she wasn't sure what.

Quinn
Suddenly emerging from his shop, Quinn Collins loaded his rifle and shot at Shawn's horse. The bullet giving a clean shot through the head! He made eye contact with Fiona for a split second, just long enough for him to obey her demand. "GO TO THE MINES! THE SHERIFF'S IN TROUBLE!" Whistling for his horse he mounted and sped off, leaving the battle raging around Tumbleweed. Shotgun Shawn and Fiona both in the dust with no horses.

One Eyed Larry
Shot in through his good eye and out the back of his head One Eyed Larry dropped dead.

Tusk
He struggled to stand and slowly limp back towards the town, it was a two hour ride, so it would be a four hour walk at least... Blood dripped from his form as he limped back.

Shotgun Shawn
Looking around all the bandits had died or fled, he was all that was left and had an empty shot gun. Dropping it he raised his hand, "alright... Arrest me." He smiled at her deputy badge, she wasn't gonna kill him. He knew too much and was unarmed.

Fiona
Fiona growled and pointed her gun at him. "You probably know how much I want to send my last bullet straight through your head." She muttered, walking over to him and roughly pushing him to his feet. "Come on, the real sheriff will be here soon enough." She growled, moving him to the sheriff's office and into a cell. Sitting down in a chair right where she could see him, she cast a glance at the clock and wished for Quinn to hurry up.

Quinn Collins
He pulling the reins on his horse sharply as the limping sheriff came into view. "Mr. Tusk! I'm here!" He shouted, hopping off of his horse and running over to the man. Looking around he spotted Huney's own horse who miraculously survived. "Do you think you can ride Sheriff?" He asked quickly.

Sheriff Tusk
Tusk shook his head, "the bumpy ride of horse's back will make me pass out, but I'd appriciate an escort..." It was three hours before they arrived in Tumbleweed, making their way back to the sheriffs office Tusk looked at an exhausted Fiona. "You did really well tonite, you saved a great many people."

Alan the Blacksmith
Some villagers lifted the horse off him. They would have to wait until
Tusk returned he was both the sheriff and the doctor. Very much over worked and ready to hand the baton off for one or the other.

Drunk Henry
Henry may not have killed anyone but he was lucky enough to where no one killed him. He went back to his nephews bar and had a drink, a few patrons came in and he just kinda folded into the possition of the new barkeep.

Fiona
"'A great many people' isn't all of them, sheriff." Fiona said looking to the man. "And speak of saving and killing..." Fiona cast a glare at the cell that held Shotgun Shawn. "If you're feelin' up to it, I think this man here needs to have a chat with you..."

Quinn
The redhead slowly backed out of the office, moving to the rest of the town to help out the wounded and dead.

Tusk touched his chest, "I have to treat the wounded.... I was shot myself.... Broken bones, burns, I'm going to be very busy." Tusk looked at his own badge, "I put his fate in your hands..." Tusk walked towards the door but turned back, waiting for a response. He wasn't going to make her do this, but he felt she was fully capable if she was willing.

Fiona froze up. She had never been handed a responsibility like this! And she didn't know if she could handle it! But with a bit of hesitance, she nodded and replied. "I'll make sure we get the answers we need. And of you need help, ask Quinn. He's a trustworthy man."

Tusk
After patching himself up he began exhausted my treating the wounded. He was deffinately too old to be doctor and acting sheriff...

Shotgun Shawn
"So what now gorgeous... Gonna hang me? Or let me rot?? A bullet to the brain perhaps???" Shawn was cocky, he figured the deputy knew what was what and would just release him fearing what the full Rocky Mountain Bandit force could do to this small town should Sam decide to attack. "You know if even a hair on my head is scratched my cousin will wipe your town off the map."

Fiona scooted her chair so it was right in front of Shawn's Cell. "Killing you didn't seem like the answer even from the start." She said simply, placing her hands into her lap. "You have too much information. So let's start of this little question game by me asking, who is your cousin exactly?" She asked, leaning forward so her hair fell softly around her shoulders.

Shotgun Shawn
"Thunderstruck Sam is only the most respected merc this side of the Rockies before he realized he was done helping rich people kill their rivals, so he killed all his employers in a single night and now lives up in the mountains with his gang at his back a hundred men strong... well now more like eighty men strong..."

Fiona raised an eyebrow. "I asked who he was, not his life story." She said sarcastically before leaning back in her chair a bit. "Now, who sent you to demolish Tumbleweed and why?" She asked, her green eyes hardening.

Shotgun Shawn

"Me, myself, and I, Thunderstruck was talking a few days ago about this town being a great headquarters but Tusk was here... So I took the initiative and brought a good fifteen, twenty men here to take the town!" Shawn seemed proud of himself for being so brave and cunning, "if I had about ten more with me we woulda taken the town too!"

Fiona stared at the man. "You wouldn't have even come close to taking this town. Not with sheriff Tusk here of course." She growled, clenching her fist into her arm. "Now, what do you think you'll tell "Thunderstruck" if we let you go?" She asked, fixing her green eyes onto his. "After all, I'm assuming he would be extremely mad that you didn't even come close to taking the town."

Shotgun Shawn
"I mean I did come close, half the town was destroyed while you and your possi were following a fake lead," he laughed. "When you release me I'll tell Sam that Tumbleweed almost fell, then I'll tell him about the Cenial Sheriff who took a bullet to the chest and how the only real threat now is the deputy..." He smiled as if about to stab her with his words, "but when he hears your a woman he won't hesitate but to attack!"

The woman comment hit her hard. Flying from her seat, she launched herself at the outlaw and grabbed his collar. Pulling his head hard against the cell bars so they were face to face. "Listen buster." She snarled. "Just because I am female, doesn't mean that I can't kick your ass. Though, it would be a lot more fun just to shoot you in the head once I get all the info needed out of that tiny peanut brain of yours."

Shotgun Shawn
Hitting his head against the bars wasn't great but it got them close and he pulled her pistol from its holster! BANG! Shooting her leg he pulled back from the bars and stood up straight. "Now we are getting somewhere, open the door and move away or the next shot I take is at your pretty little head!" The Deputies gun was pointed right at her face but she knew there was only ????? Bullets left.