Hello everyone, Jpbake is back with another story. I know I am working on three other stories right now and I was originally planning on waiting till I was done with one of those three before starting on this one but I'm sorry I just couldn't wait, I had to get started on this. I probably won't update to much on this one till I am done with one of my other stories but I just couldn't help but to get started on this. Hope you enjoy.

Deep in the Texas desert there was a cattle ranch located far from any civilization. It was owned by a murderous gang of cattle rustlers known as The Black Dragons. The head of The Black Dragons, Drago Bludvist, was on the top of Texas's most wanted list, but he was so ruthless as well as sneaky that no Texas Ranger had ever been able to capture him. Drago was a extremely buff man with a long black hair, a prosthetic left arm, and a dragon tattooed on his right shoulder. Drago and his gang of thugs were known for invading ranches in surrounding cities, killing the owner of the ranch and stealing the cattle for themselves. They would then brand their label over the original label so that the sheriff could never prove that the cows they stole didn't belong to them.

They had been clean in their crime spree for the past four years but eventually they slipped up. The son of the rancher that the dragons had recently killed escaped with his life and reported to Sheriff Nottingham of Colby Texas about the attack and Sheriff Nottingham put a five thousand dollar bounty on Drago's head.

That's where Jack Frost came in. Jack was the most lethal and infamous bounty hunter in all of Texas. If anybody wanted somebody captured, he was there on the case. The bigger the bounty the more determined he was to get his man. When Jack had heard of the five thousand dollar bounty he wasted no time in loading up his horse, grabbing his trusty rifle, and heading out to track down Drago and his band of thugs.

Jack was crouching behind a rock, a good hundred yards from Drago's ranch staring through a telescope for a way in. There was two men armed and dangerous on the outside of the Ranch. He could shoot them down easily if he could find a safe way to do it without getting spotted. He then turned his telescope to the right and saw a open window where he spotted Drago and the rest of the gang sitting at a card table playing black jack and smoking on cigarettes.

"Target spotted." Jack said to himself with a smirk as he reached into his left shirt pocket, took out a flask filled with whiskey and took a big drink.

Jack spotted a tree about fifty yards to his left. I would make the perfect place for him to stay out of site as he performed his duty. With luck, the sound of gunshots when he took out the the first two goons outside would lead the rest of the Calvary outside and make it like shooting fish in a barrel for him.

Jack slowly made his way to the tree, making sure the he stayed quite so not to attract the attention of the two goons outside.

There was a Hangman's noose wrapped around the tree with a body dangling from it. Jack couldn't make out the face of the person because by the looks of it the buzzards had nearly stripped the bones dry but he did notice the badge of a Texas Ranger on the guys uniform and realized that it was the body of the ranger that had led the last group of volunteers here to try to take down Drago.

A couple weeks back, Drago and his men had hit a ranch and murdered the entire family before making it out with their cattle. Sheriff Nottingham sent his most trusted Rangers as well as a group of volunteers out to take them down but they never returned. Now Jack knows why.

"I'm so sorry Ranger." Jack said as he stared at the body one last time before climbing up the tree out of sight as he loaded his rifle. Then with the cock of his rifle he stared through the hole and stared at the two men at standing between him and his prize. He aimed directly for the guy on the left's head and pulled the trigger, blowing the guys head clear off his shoulders.

"Direct hit" Jack made no time shooting the other guy down also. His head also flying off his body.

For Jack Frost it was like Christmas had come early because he got just what he wanted from those guys. When they heard the gun shots from outside they all came running outside to see what was the matter making them all sitting ducks.

"Target practice." Jack smirked as he instantly fired his gun, hitting two of guys in the chest as they came out the door.

There was about twelve in total counting the two that Jack shot running out the door and as they scrambled to get their guns and find where the gunshots were coming from. Jack picked them off one by one until there was only one guy left. The lone thug searched the area shaking with fear as he searched hard for where the shots were coming from. Jack noticed he was getting close to the tree and decided to jump down from it and crouch behind the opposite side from him in order to take him by surprise.

"Where are you, you little bitch!" The thug said.

"Right here." Jack said coming from behind and shooting him in the back of the head.

As soon as the guy fell dead, Jack looked at the bodies that he had gunned down and noticed that Drago was not among the mist of bodies. He must still be in the house, hiding like a coward as he sent him men to do the dirty work for him.

Jack ran over to the house and crouched under the window that he spotted the gang in earlier playing cards. He figured Drago was expecting him to come through the front door and was waiting gun in hand for him to burst threw the door.

Jack slowly peaked his head threw the window and sure enough spotted him waiting by the door gun in hand.

"Perfect." Jack thought to himself. Drago was expecting him to try to shoot his way threw the door. What he probably wasn't expecting was for him to blast his way in.

Jack took out a stick of Dynamite from his right pants pocket. And placed it right in front of the door. Then, ever so quietly he took out a match and struck it on the outer wood of the house and lit the wick of the dynamite stick. He slowly took a few safe steps back and watched as the stick of dynamite exploded, shattering the door into hundreds of pieces and blasting Drago against far back of the room.

"Knock knock!" Jack said as he walked into the house gun in hand and shooting Drago in the arm before he could reach his gun. Jack then slowly walked over to where he was and shot Drago in both his legs crippling him so he couldn't make a dash for it. Jack then kicked Drago's gun clear out of reach and pointed his own gun at Drago's head.

"The Sheriff is going to want me alive." Drago said as a basic plea to Jack to spare him.

"Your wanted poster said dead OR alive Drago." Jack said with a small grin. "As in you don't have to be alive." Jack then pressed his gun against Drago's forehead, right between the eyes and fired killing Drago where he lay.

Colby wasn't the biggest city in Texas, It wasn't the cleanest or the nicest either. But for many of the residents in Colby, it was home. There wasn't much variety when it came to jobs in Colby either, If you wasn't a rancher or a farmer like nearly half of Colby was, then you were more then likely either a bartender, a blacksmith, or one of the many small convenient store owners.

One of the ranches in Colby was Winter land Ranch owned by a married couple John and Brittany Winters and their two Daughters Elsa and Anna.

Winter land was probably the biggest Ranch in Colby as well as one of the most successful. They owned about two hundred acres of land and had about 250 hired hands with multiple houses built on the property for the hired hands.

The winters owned hundreds of cows, sheep, pigs, and chickens, as well as horses and donkeys. They also had several fields of corn, cotton and beans that they grew and sold to the market for money. Everyday at the crack of dawn Elsa and Anna, would go to two of the near dozen chicken coops and collect all the eggs and put them in a basket While John and Brittany would go and milk and feed the cows before breakfast. When all the eggs were collected and the cows milked and fed Elsa and Anna would come back to the house and put some of the eggs on for breakfast and then put the rest up to sell to the market. Breakfast lasted for about thirty minutes then after it was done and the dishes was all washed they all went back to work in the field. It was hard work sure, but you would never hear the sisters complain, for them this was their life, and they enjoyed it.

One day when working out in the corn field Elsa and Anna as well their parents and Anna's fiancee Kristoff, spotted a couple of old friends, Rapunzel and Flynn Rider, riding up on horses. The Winters had been long friends with the Riders for many years. Elsa and Anna basically grew up with Flynn and when Flynn got married to Rapunzel three years back, the two sisters started a close bond with her as well. Heck, Flynn was the one that introduced Anna to Kristoff back last year, sparking a bond between Kristoff and Anna and leading him to asking for her hand in marriage, with the blessing and permission of her father. Usually the sisters would be happy to see their good friends, especially since Anna owed Flynn for her meeting Kristoff, but when Flynn and Rapunzel rode up, the sisters saw concern and worry on their faces and knew that something was not right.

"Rapunzel what's wrong?" Elsa said, pausing her work in the corn fields to check on her friend.

"We've been kicked off our land." Rapunzel said, almost in tears.

"What" Kristoff said over hearing the conversation and walking over with Anna as well as John and Brittany Winters.

"Butch Cavendish threatened my father if he didn't sign over or land to him that he would kill me and my mother. Father felt like he had no choice but to sign over his land. Now we have no place to go to." Flynn said

"Cavendish? Isn't he part of the Pitch Black Gang?" Elsa asked.

"Yes he is?" Rapunzel said.

"That's like the third Ranch this year that someone from the Pitch Black gang has somehow taken over." Brittany said.

"Did you take this to the sheriff?" Kristoff asked "Surely he might be able to do something about it."

"Oh yes, I went to Sheriff Nottingham all right." Rapunzel said "And he said that if my father willingly gave it over without fight or struggle then it was considered a legal trade and there was nothing he could do about it."

"That's bullshit!" Anna said furious about what Sheriff Nottingham said

"I know!" Flynn said. "My parents went to stay with the Haddocks until further notice but they said for our safety it was best if me and Rapunzel didn't stay with them so they sent us to you."

"Well you are definitely welcome to stay with us as long as needed. We can make you part of our hired hand. We got a vacant house that you can stay in." Johnathon said.

"Thank you mister Winters." Rapunzel said, a single tear falling down her cheeks.

"Please, call me Johnathan." Johnathan said "You guys are like family."

Flynn and Rapunzel was welcomed to the Ranch and was shown where they would be staying. It wasn't much. A two bedroom house with the mere necessities, but at least it was a place they could lay their head at night.

That night before bed. After everyone had turned in for the night after a hard day's work, Brittany couldn't help but to feel a little worried. The Rider's Ranch was the third Ranch this year that the Pitch Black gang had taken control over. And she felt like it was only a matter of time before they took their land as well.

"John, I'm scared." Brittany admitted as the two of them laid in bed.

"Why's that?" John asked turning to her.

"The Pitch Black gang is taking people's land. Threatening their families in order to force them to hand their land over to them. What if they come for us?"

"They won't" John said, stroking Brittany's cheek in order to calm her nerves.

"You don't know that." Brittany said, still worried.

"They will not take our land honey. And if they try to we will be ready to fight back." John said "This land has been in my family for generations. I will not let anybody take it over. Not without a fight." John then gave Brittany a small kiss to calm her down before turning his back to her to and pulling the covers over his head to try to get some sleep.

"Now get some sleep, we got to get up early tomorrow to milk the cows."

John's words seemed to have some effect on Brittany because she didn't say another word as she closed her eyes to go asleep.

Johnathon however had to be honest with himself, deep down he was a little scared too. He figured it was only a little bit of time before the Pitch Black gang went after his land. He just hoped that when they did he would be able to fight back.

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Love you all.

Jpbake.