Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is not mine so please do not sue.

This chapter focuses on mainly Heero, Duo and Quatre.

"LAST STOP!!! CORILIAR (this isn't a real town) TOWN!!!"

Heero jolted himself from sleep and sprang to his feet. He grabbed his bag and got off of the great brown train. Heero raised his eyebrow at the sheriff station right off of the train platform. Should he ask for a job? Nah. He was here for gold. Not to bust criminals. He noticed a "Wanted" poster on the sheriff window.

WANTED: Duo Maxwell. Charged with arson, robbery and murder.

Heero sighed. They always saved the best for last. On the poster a shorthaired (this will be explained later) young man smiled under the traditional cowboy hat.

"Are you a bounty hunter?" An unnaturally high voice said.

Heero turned around to see a women with her long brown hair done up in a braid…wearing pants. Women never wore pants in New York.

"Well?"

"No."

"Well then do you fancy men? Cause you were staring at that picture awful hard."

"Lady you talk too much." Heero said walking away.

"That's what everyone says." The women said following him.

"Then why don't you listen? And why are you following me?"

"Cause I don't want to…and I was wondering why a city fella like you is out here in cowboy country."

"I'm…prospecting."

"Ahhh…a gold hunter."

"Just because I was fired from my job."

"What did you do?"

"I was a policeman."

"Why'd they fire you?"

"I killed someone for a parking violation."

The women laughed. "Dear God! Well…uhhhh what's your name?"

Heero looked at the strange women. "Heero Yuy."

"Well I'm Melanie Daw. And I may have a job for you."

"I'm here for gold."

"And you won't find any. I've known at least 100 men go out there and none of them found it."

Heero stopped. "Well…I have inside information. My…friend found some."

"And they're be no more left where he was. Only a Ghost Town to mark its memory."

Heero looked at the women. "Okay lady. What kind of job is it?"

"Can you break laws?"

"I already have."

Melanie smiled. "Let me tell you a secret." She said her voice growing deep.

"My name isn't Melanie. I'm Duo Maxwell."

"What?"

Duo swung in front of Heero. "This is my real hair but I put it in my hat when I'm about to rob…and my bangs too. It works very conveniently."

"I can tell."

Duo smiled and put out his hand. "Are you ready to be an outlaw Mr. Yuy?"

Heero stared at Duo for a long time and finally after a couple of minutes had passed Heero reached out his hand and shook Duo's.

"Welcome Heero. Welcome to the real world."

In San Francisco*

Quatre sighed and leaned back in his large directors chair. The grand opening of Winner Shoe Factory would be made tomorrow. Quatre loosened his tie and dropped it on the floor. "I need to get out."

He rose to his feet and exited the stuffy building. He untied one of the one of the black stallions that carried the carriage he had arrived in and mounted it.

He rode off into the gleaming unset. He didn't really care where he was going just as long as he got away from…the factory. Quatre let his mind drift off as his horse rode on. "NEEEEEEEEEEEEEE." Quatre was startled when his horse made a neighing sound.

It was dark! Quatre turned his horse around. "Hold it right there." A voice in the darkness said.

"Do you know where you are?" Another voice said.

"Not really…sorry."

The first voice laughed. "You are in Duo Maxwell's land my friend."

"Duo who?"

The second voice sigh disappointedly. "I hate easterners."

The first voice growled.

"No offensive Heero."

"Plenty taken."

"Well gentlemen I really have to go…"

"Oh no you don't." The second voice said and came close to Quatre. He pulled Quatre off his horse and put a gun to Quatre's head. "You're under arrest in the name of the Duo Maxwell Law."

More later. TTFN. :-D.