Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom.
Two days after Danny found his horse, which he decided to name Longma for several reason, they were approaching a larger city near the border between Virginia and North Carolina. It hasn't been touched by the approaching Union army yet. They would get their turn eventually though.
As he entered the city, Danny did his usual. He bought more food, some for him some for his horse. He would then rent a spot at the local stable and let his horse rest there. Danny could have sworn he has bonded with his horse. He usually doesn't even have to do anything to the horse for her to go in the direction he needs.
After checking in to yet another motel, Danny decided to take a walk around the city before sunset with his trusty rifle. Even though he still doesn't trust the Manson's, he has to admit they have a beautiful taste in weaponry. He wouldn't be where he is oday with a normal Springfield or Enfield.
Danny walked past a couple stores and noticed they were severely lacking in supplies. If the Union army doesn't destroy the Confederacy, their blockade definitely will. A couple Confederate soldiers were either marching in formation around the city, or standing next to the street carriages use and talking to each other. Some kids would approach him every now and then and ask him for money. Now he was trying to conserve it for the mission, but he would still give some coins to the kids and watch them run off, most likely to their parents. When he turned a corner, he finally found a promising store called "Heavy Fire". As the name implies it was a gun shop. Danny walked in and was greeted by an older gentleman cleaning one of his weapons. He looked up from it and spotted the Henry rifle Danny was carrying.
"That's a great rifle you have there. Henry rifle, barely see one of those. If you are here to sell it, I don't have the money to buy it off of you."
Danny leaned the weapon against the wall as he walked closer to the man.
"No, I am here to buy some ammo for it. I need a .44 caliber cartridge. You have any of those?"
The man pulled a box from under the counter and set it on the table.
"I got a couple of those. Let's see. I have 20 working rounds. How much do you want."
Danny grabbed his some money from his sack.
"All of them."
The man gave Danny a look before grabbing the rounds.
"That will be 35 dollars."
Danny paid the man and checked how much ammo he had. Counting the ten bullets in his Henry rifle, he came to about 40 rounds. That was enough for most any engagement; including a full on battle; like he was going to get in one of those though. He took his rifle and walked out of the story and back to the motel. It was a little after sunset and he needed to get some sleep.
Yeah, I know this was short and I am sorry but this was before I instated my new schedule. Next one is longer. I should know since it is already done. Hope you all enjoyed! I am interested to see if any knew why I choose the name Longma for the horse, or even was Longma is. If you do, then please leave a review.
Reviews:
AJ: Congratulations, you are the first one to say you kinda sorta maybe have a crush on me! I will be doing a sequel for WWM. I have decided to do that a while ago. I hope you like AoC; I have read it three times. Answers.
1. I have one older brother and we are really competitive. Usually he wins...at everything. Sigh.
2. Well I wouldn't want to go to any first world nation. This will sound weird, but I would go to the Middle East, I just want to see if it is as bad as everyone says. I don't have much interest to go to the UK or France since well I just don't.
