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have fun reading this story and spoiler may come up in the near future.
Chapter One P.O.V Barbra Jones
Disclaimer - I don't own Red Dead Redemption 1 or 2 nor do I own any of the characters or anything to do about it. Except my OCs that will be put in to this story. Also this is my second story that I have wrote so sorry.
By 1899 the age of outlaw and gunslinger was at an end. America was becoming a land of laws. Even the west mostly been turned. A few gangs still roamed but they were being hunted and destroyed.
In was early May and the Van Der Linde Gang was been chased and hunted down by the Pinkerton. After the ferry job in Blackwater turned bad and the gang was been chased into the into the mountains. In the mountains of Ambarino was going to be a difficult journey for the whole of the gang. As it had taken them two days to reach the mountains and try to get as far away as they could from the law and they knew that this was there only option. As the gang started to ride up the mountain heavy dark grey clouds started to set on top of them and as they moved small flakes of snow began to fall down onto them. Within an hour the snow went from light flakes to a full snow storm.
The snow began to get worse by the minute, as quickly as my horse could go in the snow i made my way to the front. As I reached the front I saw that dutch was at the front with the caravan that held Dutch, Hosea, Davey and some others. I started to slow the pace so I was matching the same speed as the front caravan I turned my head as best as I could. "Dutch." I shouted "We need to find shelter soon. Or we're all going to be bared in this snow." He turned to face me. "I know Barbra. Arthur!" Dutch shouted at the top of his lungs. Then suddenly Arthur came riding from behind me and started to rid at the same pace as both my horse and the caravan. "What's the matter Dutch." He said in his usual manner. "I need you to go up ahead. To see if there is anywhere we can stop at." Dutch said softly but also loud enough that we were both able to hear what he was saying. Arthur gave a quick nod before gaining speed and riding up a head as best as he could."Be careful!" I shouted at him. barely seeing him though the snow storm.
A couple hours had went by since Arthur went in to the storm to find some form of shelter for us to stay at for a bit. Also not so long after both John and Micha went out in to the storm to see if there was anyone living in these areas and seeing if they were able to give supplies and equipment. The weather was becoming more brutal than it was when Arthur had left to try and find shelter. I began to feel worried for Arthur and John as they were by them self in this storm and the thought of them getting lost made my bones shiver more than they all ready did. Oh but the thought that made me happy in side was that Micha could get lost in the storm and never come back. As Micha was not a very like able and trusted person to many people in the camp. Also ever since hey joined the camp our luck had turned and that he liked to play at Dutch ear and this didn't settle with me or Arthur at that point but hey you can only wish for so much before your luck is out anyway.
Well first chapter done sorry it is short