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The sheriff had disentangled himself from the rush of town men making havoc all the time. On the side of the streets there were a number of lights, most of them clustered around the area of the music. There looked to be four streets, three running at right angles to the coach road, which was the main avenue of the town. And he was walking swiftly through the gathering gloom along the vile, deeply-rutted road, which formed a short cut to station. He will remember his past as walked through the damp streets that cause by the rain of the morning, and the air was heavy with the smell of the freshturned earth.A man was just coming out of it, meaning it was open. X started walking towards the saloon house.
A man was blocking his way, no he dared block his way? X was irritated by the confidence and the arrogance that he perceived in this act."Well, my lad," said sheriff, affecting ease which he by no means felt, "what business you have with this town?"
The sheriff lifted an eyebrow, and then jerked his head. as he grunted a laugh, he couldn't help but feel a little bitter at that moment. There were a few people on the streets, not many, but a few."Given how you dared to stop me in the middle of the town, you must be the one controlling it. Yet it's so sad that you are not able to recognize me. I guess newspapers don't get delivered here." scoffed the gunslinger.
He reached for his gun again and then stopped, sheriff's subtle warning making stranger come nicely didn't work. He had to handle it, he had to him from making the mess the town. He suddenly became aware that his surroundings had gone silent, and he tasted thick tension in the air. The words of this man. For a moment his mind refused to track it."You don't use your gun for threatening but for killing what you find unpleasant." added our gunman.
At the same moment, he sprang at him. He saw the glint of a stranger, as he dashed at his direction in unbelievable speed. He's fast. was his only thought. With sidesteps, he dodged a spinning sweeping kick by the inch, and a moment later hed got his gun aimed at the stranger's chest. It was his only chance, for he could not hope to fight his way out against this man. He challenged to fight him and to started this fight. His offer was accepted, and thus the fight was started.Curiously he didn't draw his gun yet, instead he aimed at the old man lower body with a spinning sweeping kick. Hand to hand combat was not his thing, but he judged his opponent not worthy of his bullet at this point.
X snapped at that moment, remembering how he left the crew to go after his target. There was no way this was where he would meet his end. The gun was fired, yet X didn't move or tried to dodge it. He knew it would do no damage to him thanks to the suit power he always wore. The bullet lodged itself on his chest leaving a burning mark on his shirt before falling on the ground. Now that he proved the old man to not be his level, X didn't want to drag this any longer. His first attempt at a hand to hand disgusted him and now he was in an embarrassing position."It's over, stranger," Sheriff said with a ghastly smile.
"Ugh," He groaned. The bullet goes off, but he doesn't even feel it, the whole world around him just seems to freeze. When he tries, he can certainly move, but everything apart from him, even time, has stopped. And then he looks at the man who pulled the trigger and contemplates his situation, he's not in pain, so perhaps he didn't shoot? Only, his heart was racing with fear a minute ago. The body fell to the ground, the warmth of life stolen by the cold embrace of death, blood rushing out of his head wound and tainting the once pristine ground with the humor of one taken too soon."No witnesses should be left alive, starting with this old man." thought X before drawing his gun and firing a bullet aimed straight his opponent head. Next would be eliminating everyone that witnessed the duel.
Why was he pointing his gun on Vicious? He wasn't sure but he knew he had no business with this man and he already had enough troubles to deal with another. He decides to ignore the man.Using his gun he gestured at the man behind the bar signaling him to come closer.