The No Names Stories
Chapter 1 a no name (one of my pictures)
Being a bounty hunter can really stink. It was suppose to be the best job for me. I mean all I had to do was capture or kill what ever person was wanted and collect the money. Now everything changed. They what me to kill her, the woman I love. They say she didn't agree to their proposal and that no one says no to them. They will pay me $6,000 to kill her and 10,000 if I give her to them unharmed. What will happen to her if I do what they want? What will happen to me if they don't? They already dislike me 'cause of my style. They think blue hair and flashy outfits is a sign of my immaturity. What do they know? They think they can put a price on true love! They are fools! Why did I have to get in to this? Now there is no time left they want her now. I must go face them. I must go met my death.
"Where is she? Have you failed to capture her?" they say "No, I have not failed. I have chosen my death instead." I speak these last words "You have failed and your death you have brought! Come here and face it now!" I walk over and that is the end of me. The end of a sinner. The end of a murderer. The end of Jeff the bounty hunter.
So this is how a no name (Jeff) became a ghost. Froze8