Here is the Sixth Act; I present it to you in all its entirety. I hope that you have enjoyed the story so far. You may be able to see that this story is approaching it's climax, but don't worry, because I still have two acts left.



Act Six: So close to the end and yet so far…

Spike hopped over the fallen water tower and chased after his archrival.

Jet clamored over it less gracefully and proceeded after his friend and colleague. "Spike, wait for me!" He called out.

***

Vicious was now pulling Faye by the arm. He was making his way towards the train station to meet up with his men, that way he could get the situation back under his control.

Vicious stopped at the entrance and barged in. Scowling, he surveyed the situation. Over a dozen armed men filled the room. One of them stepped forward. "It's good to see you Boss."

"Get the train ready to leave immediately." Vicious remarked.

"Right." The man replied and made his way out of the room.

***

Spike had reached the station. He turned and saw a large group of people boarding the train.

Jet ran up beside him and looked at what was going on.

"They're going to use the train to get away on." Spike said.

***

One of Vicious' men ran over to the lead car. He put his gun against the conductor's head. "Get this thing started." He instructed.

"R-Right." The Conductor replied and pulled a lever at the controls. He then reached up and pulled and chain.

Vicious looked up and smiled as the train's whistle went off. "Take her inside of the first car." Vicious said to one of his men as he pushed Faye over to him.

"Right." The man said and then made his way into the fist car, holding Faye by the wrist.

***

Some one started firing at Spike and Jet from an open window of the station. The two men ducked down, but couldn't get back up because of the fire.

"Spike, they have us pinned down!" Jet exclaimed.

"Yeah, I can see!" Spike remarked, ducking.

Just then, someone opened fire on their attackers. Spike and Jet looked up to see that it was Punch's men. They pelted the attackers with bullets, forcing them back down.

The men came over and helped them back up. "Thanks." The two men said in unison.

They all made their way through the station, with some minor resistance. A man turned into the doorway, but Spike shot him. They made their way out into the open.

Spike could see that the train was almost ready to go. He then turned and saw that the last of Vicious' men were boarding the third car. Spike whipped out his gun and started firing at them.

***

Vicious turned around from the doorway as the men behind him fell down as they began returning fire. One of his other men ran up to the door and started firing back at Spike.

"Leave him." Vicious announced coldly.

The man knew better then to question Vicious' orders, so he helped the other two men into the train car and closed the door. He then stepped back as the train began to hum in preparation of its departure.

Vicious could hear the train beginning to slowly move; it was starting now, and soon things would come into completion.

"I have something to take care of." Vicious stated to no one in particular as he made his way out of the car.

***

Spike saw the train moving and turned to jet. "Come on! We've got to get after it!" Spike said as started chasing after the accelerating train.

"Damnit Spike, wait up! " Jet yelled as he chased after him.

Spike grabbed a hold of the railing of the third train car and hopped up onto the platform. He turned and held out his hand.

Jet reached out and grabbed hold of him by the wrist, and with some effort, Spike was able to pull him onto the platform with him.

Spike took out his gun and fished around for another clip, he put his last one into his Jericho.

Jet loaded a new clip into his Walther and tossed the empty one onto the moving ground.

***

Two of Vicious' men brought out a trunk. They opened it to reveal the various weapons and explosives inside, as well as other implements of pain and torture.

Vicious removed hid coat and tossed it aside. One of his men helped him put on a bulletproof vest. He then put a knife around his waist. "Alright Spike, we'll see what you're really made of!" He said. He then turned to one of his men. "Stay here with the woman." He said and then made his way onto the second car.

Faye sat down across from the man; he had his revolver pointed at her. She placed her hands on her hip, gripping the familiar feeling through the layers of her frilly red dress. She was getting an idea…

***

Spike and Jet looked at each other and nodded, they stepped back and prepared to kick the door down…

***

Slim looked over towards the other six men in the car with him. "Man is this one crazy day!" He exclaimed, loading rounds into his rifle.

"Sure 'nough." One of them replied, while inserting shells into his double barrel shotgun. He snapped the short barrels of the Greener™ in place.

Slim heard a knock at the door to the train car. "What the hell?!" He said as he approached the door. He reached for the knob.

Suddenly the door flew open and came down on top of him.

"Special delivery!" The two lawmen yelled as they charged into the car, guns in hand and the wind at their heels.

(Fight on, Cowboy, Fight on…)



Oh, how exciting, what will happen next? You'll have to read the next Act to find out. See you next chapter!

-Bojack