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The two retired Lawmen looked about as they rode into Old Gas Town. They could both remember when this town used to be something, a place where an honest man could get honest work, and respect for one another ran thick through the streets.
Now what was it, tall buildings replaced the old wooden ones, some of the main streets had been paved, gas trucks and cars drove the streets while shuttles lifted off and landed. This was no longer the town of their youth, no longer their home. Folk wandered the streets with red pins, pins that had the emblazoned FLQ on them. Could it really be that murders and their supporters could walk the streets so openly? The two urged their horses forward to the old sheriff’s office, this was one of the few buildings that hadn’t been upgraded, so be it.
The two dismounted, hitching post was gone, so be it, there was a nearby parking meter, they tied the horses their and entered the building, it was unlocked and dusty, the one room office had two old cells in the back, you could clearly see the a set of foot prints in the very dusty floor, it had come in walked to the desk and left… their sat a rolled up piece of paper, one of the men walked forward picked up the paper and read it allowed
By a majority of the people of Old Gas Town, you have been formally elected Sheriff. The state of Tasmantus hereby bestows all the rights and responsibilities there in, may god above watch over you. And aid you in your task
Marshal Edward Tarsonis_
Wyatt dropped the paper back onto the desk and walked around to the other side; he looked to his brother who spat on the floor. Wyatt opened one of the drawers and pulled out two golden stars, he tossed one to his brother, and pinned the other to his jacket.
“Well Virg… ya ready to make ourselves some friends?”
Vigil looked to his brother long and hard, he chewed his tobacco for a long moment rolling it about in his mouth before leaning forward and spiting once more
“ya know Wyatt, once we start this there ain’t no commin’ back; and you can be damned sure them southern boys ain’t go no tears to shed for us, and they got weak stomachs for bloodshed. We’re asking for war on both sides of the boarder…” Wyatt turned to his brother, a fire dancing in his crystal blue eyes
“They shouldn’t thought of that before they went and got my Kate killed! You with me or not?” Virgil nodded at him
“I’m with ya, ya know it, to the ends of Whitefall and back again, so long as there is lead in my gun, I’m with Wyatt. Just wanted to make sure it was an informed decision we was making s’all” Wyatt looked his older brother up and down and let out a bark of a laugh
“An informed decision, ha, that’s rich Virg… now grab that ol’ shotgun, we got ourselves some work to do”
The two men walked into the street, crossed the road and walked into the fancy building there. They strode up the stairs to the third floor. Here there was a small office, looked like an accountants office, the two walked in to see a small women working the phone
“Can I help you sir….” She started as Wyatt lifted the desk drop and let his brother pass, the two walked past the cubicles as the secretary raced after them “Sirs, you can’t just waltz in here…”
“Got business in the back Miss., I recommend stepping to cover” was all Wyatt offered as he stormed across the room and kicked open the back door, Virgil stepped back in with the shotgun raised, Wyatts peacekeeper was drawn as he followed his brother in.
The room held a few men, one at a computer, two making pins, and two others reaching for guns.
Virgil put a hole in the first one, the second one stopped in his tracks and everyone raised their hands
“Only warning folks, and I ain’t one for warnings… FLQ doesn’t exist in my town no more! I see a pin… well that’s as good as choosing side to me, and I put led in ya!” Wyatt made sure his voice carried tot eh front
He put a hole in the computer as well, “I ain’t playing nice no more, get outta here! I see any of you in my town after sundown and I will shoot you dead”
“That means now!” he hollered, and quick as could be they hurried from the back room and scurried out of the office. Wyatt turned and followed them into the main office area
“That goes for the lot of you, ya’ll knew what they was doin’ here and ya just sat and let ‘em; that makes ya just as guilty in my books, Get out, and ya best be outta my town before sun down” the secretary and the accounts looked nervous, but weren’t willing to argue with the two armed men, quickly they gathered a few things and left. After the office was empty Virgil looked to his brother
“We’ll Wyatt, I do believe we have ourselves a beginning to this fair story here” Wyatt looked back to his brother
“No Virgil, we’re an ending, and that’s all we are” without the two brothers strode out of the building and headed down the street to the next one, they had a lot of work to do, and sundown would likely be a busy time for them as well