So I was watching the intro of 6 Guns when this rabid plot bunny attacked me. And I thought to myself hmmm what if he hadn't killed the kids or he missed both of his shots. And that continued to hmmm what if it was America and Canada that were those kids and so on and so forth. And I realized I fail at writing from an outsider's point of view so this story will flip back from normal POV, to America's, to Canada's. So yeah…. This is another western story with our beloved North American brothers….but no incest *srry guys* (:


Prologue

The rising sun was beating down on the blood red mountains. As the sun made it's way across the sky, it passed over a lone frontier house. This is where our story begins.

A pale, dirty blond woman tugged the curtains of the front windows back as she swept her eyes over the place she had made into a home. Her eyes lingered over her husband's sheriff badge and the family portrait of her, her husband and their two twins. She smiled as she made her way to the other window, and looked out at her husband as he fixed the rickety old door. Making sure he was busy, she called to her sons, "Bring it out boys." They entered holding a small cake. One was smiling brightly, while the other smiled shyly as he clung to his teddy bear with his free arm. As they place the cake on the table the woman grabbed two jars of lemonade. She then said to them," Now, be really quiet while I get your father." They mouthed a silent okay. The woman daintily made her way outside onto the porch where her husband struggled with the unruly door. He stopped struggling when he saw her coming.

"Hey," he greeted.

" How's it coming?"

"It's coming."

She handed him the jar of lemonade. He groaned as he sat down to drink it.

" That back still bothering ya."

"Yea, a bit."

" I can give it a good rubbing later."

"Thad be nice."

"Mind coming inside for abit?"

" What for, Emma? I gotta get this door fixed by nightfall."

" Well, I can't lift the crockpot all by myself."

"All right," he rose and headed inside. As they entered the house Emma covered his eyes while he laughed," Hahah. Emma, I don't have time for this." The boys yelled Surprise! as Emma uncovered the man's eyes. He grinned as she pecked a kiss on his cheek," Happy Birthday Will," while the boys said in unison," We love ya, Pa." Will could only smile as he said," Love ya guys too."

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Will and the boys sat around the dining room table with half eaten cakes at their side. They were too focused on the card game to finish their food. He turned to his younger son, only 11 yrs old, and asked," Matty how many cards do you want?" While his other son, also 11, enthusiastically slammed his cards onto the table. "Now Alfred, it isn't your turn. We're going this way remember?" As Will was teaching Alfred again how the game works, Emma made her way over to collect the plates. She looked over Matthew's shoulder as she pointed out the cards he should play. Will then turned to face Matthew and asked again," Matty how many cards do you want?" Matthew put one card down. He blinked and looked at his son," One? Only one?" Matthew nodded. Will simply said alright as he gave Matt one card. Alfred then slammed two cards down. It was Matthew's turn when he put all his cards down, as his mother looked on with a bemused smile. He looked at the cards then to his wife as he said," A flush?...A flush." He then looked as his son," What kinda gunslinger has his mom help him cheat?" At this Matthew smiled while Alfred, finally catching on, laughed. The entire family then burst into laughter.

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Dust. There was only a faint dusty haze over the scenery as five horsemen rode across the dusty plains. Their horses galloped in a frenzy as their handkerchiefs fluttered on their necks. Their goal was the same. They only had one target. The notorious bounty hunter, turned sheriff, William F. Jones. And they weren't going to stop until they got their blood red revenge. As the sun was at it's highest peak they reached the homestead.

"Aww. How quaint. Looks like he got himself a cozy little home. How bout we change that? Eh boys?" said the lead horseman with a smirk.

He turned his horse to face his men." Leave no survivers. We don't want no witnesses to cause us trouble later."

" Just you wait Jones. I'm gonna get ya where it hurts. And I'm gonna enjoy every minute of it."


PLEASE REVIEW! I need to know what u guys think... and should I make Canada be with France or Prussia...cause I really like either pairing.

Who could the mysterious men be? what's the reason for revenge? well that'll be expained in the next chapter (:

Anways thanks for reading :D