The Night Of The Flaming Arrow
James West was an expert for when it came to hiding his emotions from over the years.
He had tried for years to try to purge himself in and out before getting himself into further trouble with his enemies. But now that he is married, Artie had advised him a week ago to be careful, enemies will surely fine out your weakness now, Winoma, despite having to be an ex secret service agent herself.
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Flaming Arrow had wish it upon his chief to die all for the sake of honor, having to be next in line to take over the role as Chief for his people the Shawnee.
He swore up and down for years, he would avenge those having killed his people with looking for those responsible like with the white men.
Flaming Arrow with moving away from his land to kill anyone having to be in his way, just happened to come upon two men working for the secret service, for a special peace envoy to restore the region to it's rightful owners, even though the Shawnee live on the land.
"You know Jim, I don't like this one bit." He says taking out his can of beans from his back pack miles away from the Wanderer.
"Why, we have done this before many years ago Artie, to help restore peace with the Shawnee and the soldiers at Fort Bragg?" Taking a sip of his coffee and beans before looking up into the dark sky, it was late and it was some what warm for the end of April.
"I understand that Jim, the Shawnee are indigenous, but now all of a sudden they are starting trouble, why?" He asked with a serious tone since starting this track. "I wonder if Winoma, is having fun at all having to be stuck on the Wanderer waiting for us to finish up?"
"Speaking of being stuck, we need to start moving forward, I would hate to run into any one at this time of night, I am tired, but I would to be caught with our pants down now." He says before finishing up the last of his chow.
"All right, All right, I see to your point Jim." He starts to pack up his things and a stare, only West knew very well.
Once getting themselves together and the track of the darkness, despite the moon being out this evening, Gordon was just feeling some what uncomfortable.
"Well.", looking back at Gordon, as he continues on with his walking. As he nodded, with Artemus likewise walking through under neath the trees and branches.
So far the day had been long for them both.
Even though they were not on a strict time schedule, however they had to be at Fort Bragg within the week, and not even close to the Wanderer and civilization.
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As for the Wanderer chugged slowly on the outskirts of PA.
Knowing full well Winoma wasn't aloud to leave the train.
It was her husband's job as with Artemus Gordon to get it done, or else President Grant and Colonel Richmond would have their hides.
She was fuming, just like Flaming Arrow, he didn't have long to finally meet up with his enemy.