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ok i decided to take a break from my oher story cause i got some inspiration for another one, ill try to write more for specter and the crew but for now settle wit this s**t
or you can shove a prcupine inside yourself for all the good its gonna do you to say this one sux
First bounty
John Crowley entered the bounty office on the red planet a few thousand miles away from earth. There was a small dust storm outside, so his long coat fluttered a bit in the wind. He was a large man, a martian born, and raised, he wore a hat, brim down, always hiding the upper part of his face, his long, grey trenchcoat came down to his feet, when it had belonged to his father it had been a deep jet black it had faded over the years of its use on the old cattle drive. It, like most cloths of the pioneers had a built-in temperature delta. He walked up to one of the helodreman behind the desk. “hey bill any new bountys for me?” he asked in a quiet, but inherently threatening voice, low, and gravely he had been known to intimidate some half-assed kids playing at being out-laws intosurrender by just speaking to them.
“yeah I do this guyssssss got a 5 grand bounty on him.” The lizard-man said, handing him a wanted poster.
“damn 5 grand that’s pretty high for one guy, whod he kill, some society b***h?” he asked, betraying his hatred for the upper crust of society “what ever he did musta pissed off someone with pull with the sherrif”.
“he robbed a bank, and killed the daughter of the governor, and her three body guardssssss, he wasssss the only whossssss facsssssse they ssssssssaw, thatsssss whay they want him alive,” the bounty office proprieter replied.
“typical, well if I didn’t need the money id tell the guvner to go ******** himself.” He said, spitting into the floor, and kicking the large amount of red soil over it “I’ll be seein ya later bill”. He took the poseter and walked out of the office, a felidan walking in past him. The poster revealed that he was last seen in a helodreman town 30 miles east. He walked back to his small house, and got his weapons together: his fathers old .357 magnum, a Benelli semi auto 10-guage, and an M4. He loaded his spark ammo (high density, adhesive shells that let out a shock that scrables the central nervous system of the target, rendering them unconcies.) and set out to his motor cycle. He built his bike from the ground up, it was large enough to carry him, and 2 others on the seat, and was regularly used to drag his bountys back to the office. It had large, off road wheels, as well as 2 large saddle bags in which he carried extra ammo, a first-aid kit, and general survival gear, axes, extra rations etc. he always had his combat knife on him, for when he needed to use it, wich was rarely. He started up his bike, and it let out a roar, most engines ran on hydrogyn, but the engines themselves, when they got as big as the one he put on his bike were quite loud, other smaller, or more expensive ones were practically silent. He hit the gas and was off, almost instantly travling at 60, a comfortable cruise for him.
10 minuts later he was on the ground, sprawled out after a crash. As his mind regained control he noticed a felidan on what was apparently an expensive bike circle around him. He got up and brushed himself off, and reached for his shot-gun. He was curious as to why another bounty hunter was attacking him, he knew she was a fellow hunter because she was the same one who entered the office after he had. “Why the ******** are you attacking me?” He asked aiming the fire arm at her. She didn’t reply, just turned the bike towards him. He squeezed off a couple shots, but she jumped off the bike and flipped behind him. He had to dive to the side to avoid getting a 1 ton slab of steel to the face. he was on his feet again quickly, and spun to force the large gun towards his assailent. She grabbed the barrel, and forced it away from her while swinging at his face with her razor-sharp claws. He knew that these were fearsome weapons, and had seen them disembowel a man through leather jacket. He let the shot gun go, knowing that if she decided to use that over her claws he would have a marked advantage. She couldn’t have been big enough to use the 10-guage without getting knocked on her tail. She just cast it aside, and lunged at him. He drew his knife and tried to stab it towards her throat as she tried to force her claw into his jugguler, they caught each others hands, and were in a power struggle. She was surprisingly strong for a cat-person, though he knew he could easily over-power her. ”I’ll ask you again, why are you attacking me?” he asked.
“bill gave me the bounty to take you in, 9 grand.” She replied in an angry voice.
“I aint done s**t, im a bounty hunter too, wich means bill is putting out hits he knows he cant pay, or atleast not legally.” He replied “I never trusted that ********, he has sleeze written allover him”.he flipped so he was on top, and sprang to his feet, drawing his magnum, and shooting her in the chest, knocking her out. Hhe quickly tied her up, and waited for her to regain conciseness. He couldn’t kill her it was in the bounty hunters mantra, and carried with it a death sentence no hunter shall kill another hunter.
A couple hours later she regained conciseness. “tell me,” he began “are you a hunter or not?”
“yes I am.” She replied her eyes mere slits inside of white orbs.
He pulled out his badge, revealing that he is a bounty hunter, and accessed the record hologram on it. This showed all bountys the hunter has taken, and any crimes they will have done to deserve a bounty. It showed up blank on his warrents section. “bill played you.” He said.
Her eyes became normal, resembaling a humans, and her hair lowerd into its normal position, and she lowerd her eyes ”im sorry” she began, then she began struggling in her bonds, and became angry again”im gonna kill that ******** son of a b***h!!!!” she yelled.
He grabbed his knife, and cut her loose. “well have fun with that.” he said.
She got up “wait,” she began look I feel bad about attackin you, do you mind if I come along, and help you out”? he looked at her mulling it over. She was a few inches shorter than he, had blue eyes, and long white hair pulled into a pony tail, and tied with a blue bow. She wore a tight blue shirt, and pants. After seeing how well she had fought he decided to let her accompany him.
“allright,but the first wind of betrayal and your dead” he said “my name’s john by the way”.
“I’m Mary”. The cat-girl said.
They rode into the small town, and found a hotel to spend the rest of the night. They walked up to the helodreman working the counter “we’d like 2 rooms for the night.” John said.
“that’ll be 100 buckssss ssssir.” The green scaly man behind the counter said.
“that’s ******** extortion!” john said.
“we could always just get one…” mary said, snuggling in lose to john. John pulled away.
“that’s what were going to have to do.” He said, paying the green man 50 dollars.
They walked up to the room, and john quickly fell asleep. When he awoke mary was still asleep, he looked at her, and only just began to realize how beautiful she really was. He went downstairs to get some food and think about why he decided to trust her. It wasn’t because she was a hunter, he’d been cheated out of his bounty on more than one occasion by another hunter. Trusting people wasn’t like him. He couldn’t figure it out. He continued to ponder it over his steak.
also im going to donate 100 gold to anyone who come up with a good name for my griphon
 7thwave- · Sat Jul 05, 2008 @ 11:52pm · 1 Comments |
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