Before I start this idea was given my scarface101. This was not my idea but his.

"Hey Alex! Mom wants you to check the pasture fence! She thinks some of the brats from the city has broken it again!" Charlie yelled from the front porch.

"I'll get to it! Come on Samson." And with that I started to trot my way on Samson along the fence surrounding the farm.

Let me explain myself. My name is Alex Price. I am 5'10 tall, black hair, blue eyes, I am very fit and I love to run and work out, and I am usually laid back and friendly. Unless you do something to anger me. I am also 20. I live on the family farm with my mom who is too old to get any work done and I also work on the farm with my sister charlotte. She is my younger sister since she is only 17 but she loves to work around the farm and she just loves the horses. One of my best friends is actually Samson, the first horse I ever owned. I had actually gotten him when I was 12 from my dad. Dad… isn't with us anymore due to an incident a while ago that I keep on blaming myself for. As I continued to trot my way down the fence eventually I scowled at what I saw. The 5 boys that always were the pest to the farm like termites to a home were currently wrecking a part of the fence. "Get out of here!" I then yelled and as they looked at me.

"Make us bitch!" one of them yelled. They always knew I didn't have a gun but I had actually just bought a few of them. As I pulled out one of my six shooters I aimed it and fired at the ground around their feet.

"Shit he's got a gun! Let's get out of here!" another one of them yelled as they started to run off as they then disappeared down the road and I only smiled as I got off of Samson and I walked over to the fence and assessed the damage before I pulled out the walkie talkie.

"Caught the brats in the process. Not that bad. Will be able to reuse the materials." I said.

"Well that's a relief. Do you need any tools? I can bring them down on Larissa."

"I can do this without any tools. Those brats only messed with the pillars this time."

"Well then let me know when you are finished. It's almost lunchtime and mom would want us to… attend…" I sighed.

"Roger that charlotte."

"ITS CHARLIE!" and with that I laughed as I put the walkie talkie back into the pocket as I then walked over to the fence and started to fix the pillars as I set them all upright and then filled them in at the bottom and as soon as I was done I looked at my watch to find it was now midday. As I stood up I looked around for Samson and I found him still standing where I got off of him and I couldn't help but smile as I walked over and pulled out a carrot and handed it to him as he ate it. He was a beautiful white horse but when he got dirty… it is never a fun day for me but he always laughs when I am cleaning him… and I end up being the one getting cleaned most of the time. As he finished his carrot and nuzzled me I patted his neck and I saddled up and we cantered our way down the fence until we finally reached the farm where I found Charlie riding Larissa. "How many pillars this time?" she asked me as I trotted over to her.

"3. They are getting sloppier and sloppier that soon I think they won't be able to do any damage at all!" she only laughed.

"If I live to see that day I will believe it… but come on… it's about to start…" I only nodded as she trotted away and I trotted after her as we went over to a lone tree in the middle of the pasture and we found mom standing there with flowers in her hand as we both got off and walked over.

"Thank you… both for being here…" she said with a few tears in her eyes as we both only nodded as we looked at the grave. This was our dad's grave. We had put him here after I was an idiot when I was 13 with a rattlesnake. I still remember that day due to my dreams that always remind me of it. I was learning all about horses with dad at this very same tree while Samson and some of the other foals ran around when I noticed a rattlesnake and as I pointed at it my dad immediately yelled 'run' but I was frozen in fear of it. As it went to bite me my dad had shot it with his sawed off shotgun and it caused all the adult horses to stampede towards us and as my dad helped me up into the tree… he was caught up in them… he died from several head wounds to the head… we buried him right here. As mom laid the flowers on the gravestone she then walked back over to us with more tears in her eyes as Charlie walked over to the gravestone and whispered a few words before walking back over to us as I then walked over and placed my hand on the gravestone as I crouched down.

"it was all my fault… that you are no longer with us… if only I reacted faster and I wasn't frozen in fear… you wouldn't of shot your shotgun at the rattler… and caused the stampede… it's all my fault… and I wish I could take it all back… I miss you dad…" and with that I stood up and walked over to mom and my sister as it started to drizzle a little. For a few minutes we all stood there until mom left… and then a few minutes afterwards Charlie left with Larissa and then it was only me and Samson. Eventually Samson nuzzled me which snapped me back to reality as I now noticed it was pouring and I only sighed as I saddled Samson and we rode through the rain back towards the farm just as a familiar truck pulled in and I realized it was some of my friends. As I brought Samson into the barn and unsaddled him and put him away he neighed loudly as I only sighed and then smiled as I gave him a large apple which he started to eat right away and I turned to find my three friends. "If I had known you were all visiting I would have prepared." They all only laughed.

"And come and find you scurrying around like a blundering idiot? I don't think so!" Carl said with a laugh as I only walked over to them.

"We wanted to surprise you." Gus said punching me in my right shoulder playfully.

"Well you did surprise me. So what do you guys want to do?" I asked them.

"Well how about hunting?" Sarah suggested and I only frowned.

"You know I don't hunt Sarah." She only laughed.

"And I thought you changed in the last few months since we last saw you." She then said and I continued to frown at her. "Hey I'm sorry okay!" I only smiled. "But what are we going to do?"

"How about just shoot some targets? I must see if I can beat you now Price!" Gus yelled and I only laughed.

"I was taught by my grandpa Gus. He was the best of the best in these parts." He only smirked an evil grin.

"Care to put money where your mouth is?" he said.

"Sure. 100 that I will hit a bullet dead center with a quick draw with one of my sixxers." I said and he only grinned more as he stuck out his hand and I shook it as Carl ran to the other side of the barn and pulled out the target we always used and I walked to the other side of the barn and turned around and got into a showdown stance.

"3…" Carl said.

"2…" Gus said.

"1…" Sarah said.

"draw!" they all then yelled as I quickly pulled it out and fired and Gus laughed as he saw nothing on the target and I only smirked as we walked over and he immediately put on a face of shock as there was a hole almost dead center in the target and I stuck out my hand and he pouted as he pulled out his wallet and took out several bills and slammed them into my hand as he walked away pouting. "Come on man! You shouldn't have made the bet if you knew I was better!" I yelled but that only caused him to put some more. "so anyone want to shoot some rifles?" that got him to perk up as he ran over smiling as I walked over to a locked door and I pulled out the key as I unlocked it. Luckily Samson was used to the gunshots and that all the other horses and foals were out in the pasture as I opened the door and grabbed the old rifles and a box full of their ammo and walked to the end of the barn where I handed everyone a rifle and three shells.

"This time it's a turn based round. Sarah you are our spotter." I said and she only nodded as I handed her binoculars and Gus laid down on the hay bale and he slipped in a shell and he took aim and a few minutes later he fired.

"Ooooh third line from middle. Three points to Gus." Sarah said as he slipped in another shell and took aim once more and fired again. "Nice one Gus. Hit between the second and middle circle but was mostly in the second. Two more points to Gus." And with that he loaded in his last round and he fired again. "That's most likely going to cost you Gus. You hit the outside circle. Five points to Gus meaning now Gus has a total of 10 points. You're up next carl." And with that they switched places. Sarah never fired the rifle when we competed due to her being a sore loser when she lost whish was all the time. But she still liked to have a rifle close by for when we do compete. As Carl loaded in his first shell I had finished changing the target so then it was fresh and as soon as I got back and turned around Carl fired.

"Second circle. Two points to Carl." He loaded in another shell and fired again. "Missed completely. Seven points to carl." He loaded in his final shell and fired. "Outer circle. Five points to carl meaning he has a total of 12 points." And with that I got into position as Gus went and changed the target as I loaded in all the shells and as soon as Gus came back I took aim and fired and I then fired again and again.

"Oooooooooh. Bulls eye and two misses." Sarah said and I only smiled.

"I don't think so." I said as I stood up and walked over to the target as the others followed me and I then pulled off the target and then started to pull my three shells from the middle as I looked at them and they looked at me amazed.

"You could never do that before!" Gus yelled. "And I thought I won for once!"

"Well to bad Gus!" I said and we all laughed except for Gus.

"Does anyone want some beer? I got some in the back of the truck." Carl said.

"You know I don't drink Carl!" I yelled.

"Well then you have to learn to lighten up." Gus said.

"You won't always be sober." Sarah said.

"Then you might want to start being sober. No drinking on the farm." They all groaned.

"Since when did that become a rule?" Carl asked.

"Since you just asked if anyone wanted some beer!" I then said. "But for now it's almost dinner time. Mind helping me clean up?" they all nodded as Gus grabbed the rifles along with the ammo and put them away into the closet while Carl put away the hay bale we laid on while I put away the target and Sarah picked up the used shells. As soon as we were done they all walked out and towards the house to wait for me while I locked up when I heard Samson start neighing like crazy and I only groaned. He only did this when he needed something badly. "Okay Samson what do you- HOLY SHIT!" I yelled as I looked to find something sucking the loose objects in the barn into it and I could feel it pulling me a little and I watched as it then ripped open Samson's stall door and he was pulled in. "SAMSON!" I yelled and I then saw the door to the gun closet be ripped open as all the rifles, ammo, and a few sawed off shotguns get pulled in and I then felt myself start to get pulled as I then grabbed a metal bar near the door as the door was forced open by Gus.

"What the fuck?!" he yelled.

"Just fucking get me out of here!" I yelled as he, Carl, Sarah, and Charlie made a chain towards me and as I reached out I was just out of reach as I felt the metal bar bend towards the giant hole. "I can't reach!" I then yelled. "Tell mom I'm sorry…" and with that I felt myself get pulled off of the metal bar and then into the hole.

*SWOOSH*CRASH*

"What in tarnation?!"