Hello random strangers! I've never actually posted something on here before but i got a wild hair up my ass so i thought why not! I really love this game and i don't think i can write nearly as good as the developers did, but i had a few ideas on how to maybe change the ending yknow. Mainly on developing Arthur and Sadies relationship. I hope you enjoy and obviously there is spoilers so don't read unless you have finished it!
*Arthurs outfit* The summer cowboy outfit except for his sleves aren't rolled up and his collar is closed and he is wearing his black leather gloves and his pants are over his boots, all upgraded weapon equipment. Legend of the west satchel.
Max level Handlebar mustache, level two forked chin goatee.
*Sadies outfit*
Her normal clothes she wore during this mission ingame.
Hair in a messy braid with her brown cowboy hat on.
white shirt with her green necktie and black pants with her normal gun equipment
The harsh rocky mountain valley made running at full speed a dangerous thing to do, especially while being shot at by lawman in the dark of night. The moon pointlessly tried to pierce the thick canopy of the tree tops with its soft blue hued light. Failing to illuminate anything underneath the tree tops it only made the darkness even darker.
"Hurry up Arthur!" Shouted john
John Marston and Arthur Morgan were running on horseback from the Pinkertons and what was left of the once allied van der linde gang.
The smell of gunpowder and smoke permeated the air like a cloud of mist, touching everything it could.
"Look out!" Arthur shouted
A group of Pinkertons had the road blocked off with a flatbed wagon with a gatling gun on it. "This way!" Said john. John felt the bullet's wizz by his head, It gave him motivation to keep driving. Ignoring the bullet dug into his shoulder from the train job He doubled down and dug his stirrups into his horse's side "COME ON GIRL, GET!" John had to get back to Abigail. "I'm coming Abigail, back to you and jack" these thoughts kept him strong as he rode.
The muddy trails mixed with sandstone and shale tested the durability of their horseshoes with every heavy gallop.
The tall ridges and dense foliage of the tall oak and pine trees made it a ambush nightmare.
The deep rich darkness seemed to make the already vast rock faces even bigger.
They both cut left into the thick underbrush, trampling down any vegetation in their way. They were riding as fast as they could but they both were running out of steam. Arthur felt the rough leather reigns dig into his hands though his gloves, he had to stay focused. But the sharp raw feeling In his lungs made it hard to even think straight, every breath seemed to dry his insides out further and further. He felt like he had a wildfire in his chest and every breath he took was fanning the flames into a frenzy that danced it way from the depths of his stomach all the way to the top of his throat. He gritted his teeth and swallowed his pain, He wasn't gonna quit yet. not until john got back to his family.
"Come on lets push up this waay-!
A Pinkerton ambush, they had four agents armed with bolt action rifles and shotguns. Sitting on top of some bolders. The clicking and micro explosions of their guns made the boulders they sat on seem to come alive with a mini thunderstorm. They started shooting at john and arthur as they approached. One unlucky shot hit Arthurs horse, buell. Sending him crashing into the hard stoney earth With a heavy thud
"Shit!" john cried out as he fell on the ground after his horse got spooked and bucked him off into the ground just as Arthur had fallen
Arthur jumped up from the ground, ignoring the pain in his chest and drew his two customized cattleman revolvers, his favorite guns. Decorated with navy blue steel and brass cylinders and triggers. He had them loaded with high velocity bullets, as he griped the iron wood scorpion handles he felt the familiar weight of his weapons like a old friend. He embraced the feeling and let all twelve bullets fly into the heads of the agents. Firing to kill, ruthless aim. Even with TB he was a one man army. He dispatched them before john even got to his feet.
"No ahh no!" Arthur cried out as he keeled next to his horse.
"Come on Arthur!" John hissed in pain as he stood and gripped his shoulder. He could hear Pinkerton agents closing in on them from the treeline
"Gimmie a sec!" Arthur rubbed his horse's head one last time. "Thank you boy, shh it's okay." Whispered Arthur
"I'm sorry hamish" The old veteran was a kind of role model for Arthur, he hoped to teach and guide young men like hamish did for him. But it's too late for that.
"We gotta move brother!" Shouted John. His raspy voice sounded worn out and weak, but determined.
Arthur got up and got his hat off the ground. "Damn bastards!" Arthur thought bitterly
"Come on lets move Arthur" john said as he began to walk up the rocky path in front of them that led up the small mountain
"Wait, what about the money?... Abigail gave me the key"
"I head down there and I'm dead in five minutes" said john
"I got a family, that's more important"
"Ahh you may be right but-"
"You want the money?! You go down there. I'm going to my family"
Arthur thought about it. As he stood there, he saw two distinct choices laid out in front of him "If i go down there i can get the money and give it to john and his family, but i might get my foolish head blow off in the process. But micah might be there and i could finish this once and for all" Take the path of the lowly coyote and scavenge what you can and try to kill what you can, or take the path of the proud buck and defend what is yours.
As he weighed the options he couldn't help but flash to just a few days ago when he saw the sister he had gotten close with these last few months.
"Well to tell you the truth sister... I'm afraid" Arthur said meekly. His normally stoic face broke into a unfamiliar distraught grimace
The warm comforting sun behind Arthur only seemed to mockingly remind him of what he was lacking in his life. Warmth.
"There is nothing to be afraid of Mr Morgan" this sister saw the duality in Arthur and wanted to cultivate the good side in him before the bad side won
"Take a gamble that love exists and do a loving act!"
He had made up his mind "Screw micah and Dutch. I have enough money for john and his family to get away from all this mess" Arthur thought.
"I'm coming with you. I'm gonna get you outta this mess, if its the last goddamn thing I do!" Arthur said this as he walked up to john loading his guns. There was gonna be plenty of opportunitys to unload them again
He was Gonna save john, no matter what the cost. He still had a chance to be something better. John was gonna make it. He had to.
* *cut to copperhead landing* *
"JACK!" Abigail cried out as she jumped off Sadies horse "Momma!" Jack yelped out as he was pulled into a bone crushing hug by Abigail.
Tilly smiled at the reunion, it pleased her to see Abigail safe with jack again, away from the crazy gang, away from that awful agent milton.
Tilly had been watching and taking care of Jack at copperhead landing for a few hours now. Copperhead landing itself was fairly large but barren of any landmarks except for the large water front that ran all the ways from annisberg to new Austin.
The dark water almost looked like oil, mirroring the black sky perfectly. The water seemed to be teeming with small fire fish, the stars were displaying a beautiful living painting in the river.
All the beauty in the water meant nothing to Abigail in this moment. All that mattered was Jack in her arms
Abigail cried happy tears as she embraced jack and smothered him with kisses, she cried out of happiness and sadness because she thought john was dead. "How am i gonna tell jack?" She thought worriedly.
As tilly watched the reunion she couldn't help but notice that Sadie got off her horse slowly and rubbed her eyes after she dismounted.
"Wait is... is sadie crying?" Tilly thought.
"Miss adler, are you okay?" Tilly asked as she walked away from the fire towards sadie.
"Yeah *sniff* why wouldn't i be?" Sadie said in her corse slightly southern accent
"Well you look..." Once tilly got close she saw how run ragged sadie looked. Her eyes were red and puffy, her cheeks were flush, she looked tired and stressed. She hadn't seen sadie look this bad since the boys first brought her back to camp in the Grizzlies. "Are you sure you're okay?" Tilly asked concerned
"I'm fine" sadie said curtly as she turned around and started walking towards the water front
"Wait sadie what happened? Where's Arthur?" She reached out and grasped Sadies arm as she asked about Arthur.
"Leave me be little girl!" Sadie snaped at Tilly. She shook Tilly's hand off of her arm and kept walking, Tilly was takin back by her outburst. Sadie was tough and stood her ground against the other gang members and she was never mean to someone unless they deserved it. Except for Pearson but he did deserve it sometimes. Still she never snapped at Tilly before. She decided to not press the issue and let her cool off. "If she wants to talk she will but until then I'll give her space" tilly thought
*Sadies pov*
"Gahh i shouldn't have snapped at tilly like that, i just... i just.." Sadie couldn't even finish her own thought. "Damnit" Sadie said exasperated as she tossed a rock over the water, disturbing the glass. like surface of the water with a ripple that seemed to travel further than the water reached.
Sadie was in turmoil inside like a thousand rocks had been thrown inside the river in her heart, causing not just ripples but waves of anguish.
Yes anguish, she was in anguish over her last interaction with Arthur.
"Oh Arthur" Abigail said though tears
"Don't you oh Arthur me!" He hoisted her up onto sadies horse. "You both know" he said in a low firm tone.
"you're good women. Good people" he lightly grabbed Sadies hand and gave it a gentle squeeze as he spoke" ... The best. Now you go get that boy, there will be time for sarrow later."
He dropped his hands to his sides as he finished his sentence
"Where are you going Arthur?" Sadie asked.
She missed the warmth of his leather covered hand over hers
"I'm going to have a little chat, now get going!" Arthur smacked her horses rear, leaving no room to argue the horse took off running before Sadie could utter anything else.
"GODDAMIT" she yelled out as she thought about everything she could have done
"i should have rode with him, i should have killed that rat micah, i should have told him to stay with us...i should have..."
she started to break down into tears as she thought about Arthur. Soon her mind wandered to the other gang members who had passed, hosea, more tears escaped as she thought about them. Sean, lenny, john. She thought about her jacky, and her home and life that was quite literally burned down. she thought about Arthur.. and how he was most likely... "No... no.. not him too... goddamit" She started to break down. "Get a grip girl" She slowly sat down and held her knees. Gripping her pants so hard that her hands screamed for relief from the pressure "God please, don't let that be the last memory i have of him" She put her head in between her knees and cried hard. She stayed there, sobbing for five minutes or so. Feeling like a failure. For not helping him even though he helped her countless times. And what did she repay him with, sobbing like a scared little kid while he is suffering. "No" she said and stood up and wiped her eyes and steeled herself. "I'm not gonna sit here and cry like a little lost girl while he's out there fighting, not while he's out there... dying"
She almost broke down again at the thought of him dying alone. "No, no time for weakness. No room for softness"
She made a mental check list as she pulled out her guns one by one. repeater ammo? *CLICK* "check" short scope? She adjusted a few clicks *TICK *TICK *TICK* "check" revolvers? She loaded them with split point bullets "Check" Double barrel shotgun? She opened the breach on it. *CLICK* she loaded two slugs into it. *CLICK* "check" Bowie knife? She ran her fingers across the blade horizontally. Razor sharp still. "Check"
"Hold on Arthur, I'm coming. You better watch your back Micah, if you or dutch has touched a single hair on his head i will rip you both apart!"
Alrighty that's chapter one, please let me know about any grammatical errors lol i bet there's a ton but still I'd appreciate it. Let me know what you think about the story so far and obviously it's just a lot of what already happened so far but I've added some extra bits and i have some completely different stuff for the later chapters so yeah let me know what you guys think!
Also do you like the descriptive style of writing or more just telling what happens with any explanations on the environment? Please I would greatly appreciate any advice, positive or negative!
Thank you for reading my fanfic story!
Romans 12:2
