This story has been posted before, I took it down to publish it but after it has spent almost a year waiting to be revised and turned into a novel I have decided to repost it. When I looked at this story again I realized I no longer had any inspiration to actually convert it into anything more than a fanfiction. It was either repost it or delete it and I really like it so I didn't want to delete. It has been updated and revised so there are some changes that have been made since the original posting of this story. Yes, there are mistakes, I take full credited for them.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
Prologue
The sun raises over the town of Tombstone, Arizona, the night life fades into the façade of a wholesome town. Sheriff Charlie Swan was in the jailhouse seated behind the wooden desk with his feet propped on the desk and his chair bent back with his hat over his face. Repeat offenders James and Laurent West sat behind bars, James laying on his cot with his hat over his face and Laurent sitting with his head tilted up staring blankly at the ceiling.
Just then a tall Indian, Jacob Black, burst in startling all present. The Sheriff stood ready for action, when he found none he looked questioningly at the young man.
"Sheriff, the Cullen Gang has been spotted just outside of town," the Native American said with perfect English.
"Hell boy, I thought there was somethin' wrong." The sheriff said brushing off the boys' concern.
"There is, didn't you hear me? The Cullen Gang is on their way into town." He demanded outraged.
"How do you know for sure, Jacob?" the sheriff asked. "Did you see them yourself?"
"No..." Jacob trailed off shaking his head.
"Well then, there ya go you don't know. There ain't no need to go causing trouble ov'r hear say," Sheriff Swan sat back down at his desk. "Run along now, but keep ya eyes and ears open just to be sure."
The Arizona Ranger rushed back out the door eager to begin his task. He wanted to impress the sheriff to gain favor so he could get permission to marry the sheriff's daughter Isabella Marie Swan. She was a short brunette with delicate features and beautiful brown eyes. Jacob wanted more than anything to prove himself to her father so he could make her his.
Sheriff Swan pulled out a cigarette and lit it taking a long drag from it, laughing at the Rangers eagerness. He knew the boy wanted his daughter and he knew when the boy asked he'd agree. He'd been close friends with Jacob's father and his friends last wish was for Jacob to be looked after, he thought of Jacob as a son.
"So, ya ain't gonna tell the town about the outlaws?" James West asked.
"No, and neither are you." The sheriff said looking toward the cells.
"What if they cause problems?" the other West brother demanded.
"Yeah," James agreed.
"Look here boys if this is an issue for the two of ya, then you'll stay in here a little longer." The sheriff said raising his eyebrows.
"What about my wife?" James demanded banging his hands on the cell bars
"I'm sure Victoria will be just fine, but if it bothers you I'll send a deputy to check on her." Instead of answering James sat back down on his cot unhappy.
He couldn't believe the sheriff was allowing the outlaws to linger in town as long as no one knew. He hoped the stuiped Sheriff Swan paid for that. He'd heard from his cousin the damage the Cullen Gang had done in Texas. If the sheriff wasn't carful they'd do the same to Tombstone. James wasn't a good guy, but James wasn't a murder either. He and his brother Laurent got into trouble and were known as the town drunks but they'd never killed anybody. The outlaws were bad news and needed to be dealt with but he could see the sheriff didn't intend on doing that, he just hoped the town survived when they were gone.
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