In a small, simple, and a bit dingy bar sat the Last of the Gunslingers, Crow Cemeneterio, sat trying to drink a soda. The bar was small but cozy enough to stay in and it was quiet no one really caused trouble here there was a few spares rooms up stairs that the gunslinger was staying in. The Railgun sat at the back of the room at a small corner table his prized cowboy hat was pulled over his eyes to hide the bags, he had bandages around his hands, shoulders, legs, one around his head and around his waist evident of all the recent shoot outs he was in. He hands were a bit shaky making it hard for him to drink his beverage not to mention he was completely exhausted he hadn’t sleep in 36 hours because every time he closed his eyes all he could see were bullets coming at him. He didn’t know what started it or why it started all he knew was it started a few days ago after he got back from a Vaquero job someone came up to him and challenged him. As a gunslinger Crow must accept all challenges no matter what it was part of his code, he accepted the challenge and won but after that first person a steady stream challengers had followed varying in talent, ability, skill, size, and difficulty they were almost endless.
He had never seen anything like this he had a challenger come once in a while but never one after another and what was worst was the way they were throwing their lives at him with no regard for what was going to happen to them. All of this was deeply troubling for the cowboy he had become a walking target and he didn’t know how long he could keep going if this kept up; he couldn’t go to Toni and his home for fear of her getting injured in the cross fire or worst. In fact he couldn’t go to anyone for help because of this fear he wouldn’t risk it the truth was death was starting to pile up around him. Anybody who got close to him died getting caught in the entire cross fire and it wasn’t just people it was towns too entire villages and towns were destroyed when he arrived.
It was bad enough for him to even be in this bar be in this town that he didn’t even know the name of, he was a living typhoon a walking death sentence, it was all becoming to much he had always had a problem with killing innocents since he left the Shadow Corps and tried to reduce his casualties to as little as possible but with all the challengers and the innocent people dying from the battles it was pushing his limit. No one is safe around me I need to finish up here as soon as possible and move on just keep wandering stay away from towns and people, the gunslinger gripped his cup and steadied himself to take a drink, Every where I go now death follows maybe it would be better if…In the front of the bar a girl was singing a simple song that Crow recognized from when he was a boy it was calming because it reminded him of a simpler time when he was not the Gunslinger he is today and where he had his family and friends before that “incident”. This song is nice maybe I should just close my eyes someone will end all the pain I feel and stop the suffering I’m causing others. Maybe this will all end if I were….
“Hi!” The Railgun eyes shot open his hand going to Quicksilver, his treasured and indestructible revolver, ready to draw and shoot anyone but when he look up he saw not a man challenging him to a gun fight but a girl smiling at him wearing a waitress outfit. Crow recognize the girl she was the one singing he removed his hand from Quicksilver sighed in relief. “Howdy Stranger you are new around here aren’t you.” Crow didn’t want to say anything the fact that this girl was talking to him put her life in danger. The waitress looks a bit sad she started to walk away, I’m such a sucker for that sad face, “That was pretty song you sang you got a real talent.” The girl cheerfully turns around sitting with him a smile on her face making the gunslinger smile just for a bit, the first time in a while. “Thanks you really think so. My name is Tina.” The Railgun smiled as he tipped his hat to her “Hola Tina. You sing really well this place isn’t right for you should be in Hollywood making a name for yourself.” Tina smiled and blushed a little a sparkle lighting up in her eye “That is my dream to be big one day and everyone know my name around here I’m barely recognize customer don’t even care to learn my name let alone remember it. I’m stuck in this rat hole until I get enough money to make it out there. But trying to save the money up is taking so long I have to pay for bills, groceries and more I’m starting to think my dream is a lost caused.” “Don’t say that there is no such thing as a lost caused.” Tina looked up at Crow confused “There is no such thing as a lost caused at least that is what I was taught. If even one person believes in a caused then it can’t be lost and everyone believes in something.”
As Tina and Crow talked a mysterious stranger wearing a large cloak walked in the bar making his way to Crow’s table. “Well if its means anything one more person knows your name now.” Tina smiled and that sparkle lit her eyes up again for that brief moment she was filled with hope and it made Crow smile for real, this girl’s smile it enough I can make it though this I can stick to my goal to walk forward though life and never stopping even if a river of blood awaits me. There is no such thing as a lost caused. The smile on the gunslinger face quickly vanished as the man who enter a little bit ago stood over his table the gunslinger clenched his teeth and his fist as Tina stood up.
“Hello sir. Welcome to the Cactus Water bar what may I get you?” The man ignored Tina his eyes set on the cowboy “Are you Crow Cementerio?” The Railgun-slinger kept his head down not looking up only mumbling a little “Please don’t not here this is just a bar filled with simple people.” The man reached in his cloak Tina just stood there looking confused “My concern is not these people I’m here for one reason. That reason is you Crow Cementerio, I’m here to challenge you so DRAW!” The man suddenly pulls out a Thompson sub machinegun from under his cloak people began screaming and running. Crow grabbed the table and flipped it up jumping up and grabbing Tina as the man began firing turning the table into splinters. He littered the bar with bullets shooting everything including the innocent bystanders who were running out of the bar screaming for the lives; Crow had used his electrically enhanced speed to carry Tina and hide behind the bar counter glass bottles and wood exploded from bullets.
The Lightning Shooter turned to the sweet waitress “Tina…Listen to me very carefully I’m going to deal with this guy you run out of here as fast as possible stay small and low to prevent yourself from getting caught in the cross fire.” The Railgun checked Quicksilver it was fully loaded he waited for Tina’s response but the girl remains still and quiet. “Tina did you hear me I want to run the second I start shooting back.” The man kept firing non stop but because of Crow’s gunslinger training he know exactly how many bullets were in the man’s gun how long it would take him to empty it and how long it would take to reload it. “Tina answer me.” The cowboy turned to the girl she was quiet and still and there was a pool of blood growing around her; his eyes widen he titled the girl back to check her pulse there were 3 bullets wounds to her chest, two in the stomach one in the heart, the Lightning Revolver eyes began to sting with tears. It is not right she had a future she didn’t do anything to anyone all she did was talk to me! Why does this keep happening those that get close to me keep dying!
Click! Click! Click! The man’s sub machine gun ran at of ammo Crow moved fast he stood up and fired 4 shots into the man in various places causing him to fall back and drop his gun Crow hopped over the bar and walked to the man slowly tears falling down his face upset over Tina’s death. He walked over destroyed table, shards of glass, and more innocent victims. The man groaning and writhing in pain saw the gunslinger coming and went to grab a gun on the ground to defend him self but Crow was too fast shooting the man in the wrist so that he couldn’t use that hand again. The Railgun sat over the man pressing the barrel of his revolver into a bullet wound in his shoulder. “Why?! Why do you need to cause all these bloodshed these people didn’t deserve this! They didn’t deserve death! Someone is sending you to me who is it and why?!” The man just chuckled a raspy laugh spitting blood at Crow, “This is…just the tip of the iceberg….this won’t stop…till you are dead. I…am just one….a single…in a group of Numbers.” The man suddenly sat up grabbing Crow gun and put in under his chin and then forced the gunslinger to pull the trigger blood splattered across the Railgun’s face his eyes wide in horror in shock. Another person carelessly wasting their life why is this happening?
The gunslinger sat up and holstered his gun and walked outside the now destroyed bar still covered in blood. The moment he got out side a glass bottle smashed against his head knocking him back, he slumped down as blood dripped down his forehead he could see an angry crowd gathered outside the bar. They were screaming and all holding more objects to punish the cowboy with. “I should have recognized you! You are the one called The Railgun, the Last Gunslinger Crow Cemeneterio! You been causing death and destruction everywhere you go! We don’t want you in these town any longer and risk any more lives there were good people in that bar and they are dead because of you get the hell out of here Gunslinger before we have to throw you out! All Crow could do was agree with the townsfolk he had become a harbinger of death because of the promise he caused he only mumble “You are right I’m sorry for the pain I caused you just let me get my things and I will leave.” Suddenly a bag was hurled at him it was his bag “Now get the hell out of here before anyone else gets hurt! NOW!” Crow sat up and began walking not looking back at the bar where Tina died, Tina a waitress who wanted to become a famous singer and everyone know her name, he left the town and kept walking not looking back. I need to stay away from people I need to stay out of towns to prevent more death. Death follows me so if I say away from everyone no one else will die.