It had only been three weeks since Butch had his meeting with Joe. And since then he knew he had to protect Blake from him. God knows what would happen if they ever came each other's paths. 'Jus' keep 'er away fro' him!' he thought. 'It'll be fine...'
As Butch thought about this, he and his gang caught up with Blake's. They were on their horses, close to the ledge of a cliff, looking out in the horizon. She was trying to explain something to them before she stopped and looked over her shoulder seeing Butch and his guys coming up.
"What're y'all talkin' 'bout?" he asked out of complete curiosity. "There's a train a-comin' up. An' we're supposed to rob it," Edgar summarized. Blake nodded and added, "Heard dis one's suppose ta have a shitload o' rich people in it." Blake smirked. "This oughta be fun~," she added.
Edgar got out his pocket watch and checked the time. "Should be coming right about now," he announced. Edgar took his hat off and slicked his blonde hair back and put the hat back on.
Freighter looked out over the track's direction and saw black smoke coming towards them. "There they are!" Freighter announced. Both gangs snapped their heads at Freighter's direction, seeing the smoke as well. "Right on time," Edgar muttered. Blake smirked again and got something out of her bag. Her horse snorted and acted a little nervous like it knew its master was about to do something evil.
Blake put on a deer skull mask except its antlers were missing. She had somehow replaced the front teeth with wolf's teeth. The others took out bandanas and covered their half their faces. Ray tapped Butch's shoulder and whispered, "Whaddya think they're doin' wit' those masks?" Butch shook his head. "God knows..." He muttered. "Maybe that mask's why she's also called 'Night Demon'," Skinny murmured.
Well now that was new on him. Then again, that name did make sense. Blake turned her head towards Butch and his gang. "While we git on that train, we wantcha ta git as close to th' engine as possible, slow or stop that train, an' if ya can, make sure th' ol' conductor do'nt squel 'bout this~," Blake explained to them. Hold on. She didn't mean kill the guy, did she?
"Gotcha, boss-ma'am...!" Ray said. Butch slapped the poor fellow on the back of the head; Blake rolled her eyes in amusement. They heard the train horn blow. "That's ou' signal, boss-mate!" Walliwitz exclaimed. "Right...," Blake muttered. Japhet took off flying. "Let's go!"
And they rode off.
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Butch watched as the gang rode off after the iron horse. He turns back to his guys and says, "Well you heard the lady!" And rode off in the train's direction. The gang nervously followed suit.
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Thomas, a Texas Ranger, was among the three Rangers in the train. He didn't seem to mind the chatter of the plantation owners visiting Colby. He never noticed the difference between a western and a southern accent so this was really nothing to him. Dan Reid came up to him and jokingly commented, "Doe'nt look like these southerners don' need to get around Colby, now don' they?" Thomas chuckled and replied, "Might not wanna judge these folks too soon."
As the Rangers kept an eye on the party, Jake and Walliwitz jumped on the train and climbed up on the roof. Scuzz and Blake took the one with the Rangers in it, and Freighter and Edgar got another. The sound of boots on metal could be barely audible over the commotion of the party. Dan and the other two Rangers looked up to the ceiling towards the sound.
Thomas looked out the window and saw two silhouettes ON THE ROOF OF THE TRAIN! The sound of boots stopped and the sudden sound of a door slid open and then: "Hope y'all don' have anythin' importan' in town!"
The Rangers turned and saw two masked thugs; one with a skull mask and the other with just a blue bandana. They must have used these masks as a way to intimidate the owners because it was working; but not for them. The Rangers pulled out their guns as Dan yelled, "What th' hell do you two think yer doin' here?!" Blake and Scuzz saw that there were three Rangers in the car. "You jes' had ta pick the one with damn Rangers in it, didn' ya?!" Blake pouted, looking at the grey-blue eyed young man. Scuzz rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "Well s-s-s-sorry!"
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Jake adjusted his light purple bandana (commonly mistaken for pink) covering his face while Walliwitz opened the door. The duo went in and the folks, more plantation owners, were either shocked or scared. "Looks like none o' y'all 'ave ever seen anyt'in' like us!" Jake exclaimed. "Now jes' come clean, an'-"
"What's wit' th' bandana?" asked one of the plantation owners, pointing out Jake's 'pinkish' bandana. The owners laughed under their breath. This had angered Jake, and so, as a result, he shot the owner square in the head and killed him. The car went silent, now knowing this is a serious matter. "ANYONE ELSE?" Jake asked. Everyone shook their heads and passed their valuables up to the masked men. Jake and Walliwitz chuckled at their success.
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"C'mon! Don' be shy! Jus' put 'em in the damn bag!" Freighter ordered. Edgar examined one of their prizes: a beautifully welded dagger, hand-and-a-half long blade, silver handle. He stepped out of the gruff African man's way as he went down the aisle, stopping at the last seat. "'Ey! Cha hear me?! In the damn bag, rich man!" he yelled pointing his gun at him. The man had not moved nor looked up at him when he came up. But the sound of his voice eventually made him look up. Freighter was caught off guard when he saw that the grey cladded man was not even surprised or frightened by this situation.
He grinned and dropped something in the bag. "Make sure she gets that..." he said. Who in the hell was he talking about? 'She'? He mean boss?'
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The conductor, a man in his mid-fifties, gruff, bald man, was minding his own business, chatting with his assistant. Suddenly, they thought they heard a screeching sound. They checked the engine and found nothing. Seconds later, they heard it again. This time, they found a ginormous white eagle staring directly at them. The conductor told his assistant to get the shovel... but he never showed up. He was lying on the ground dead, bleeding from his back.
The conductor looked in horror at the dead. He decided to grab the shovel and kick the bird out but a gun clicking made him stop right in his tracks. "I wouldn' do that if I were you~." He turned his head and saw Butch pointing his gun right at his head. The conductor raised his hands over his head, but Japhet attacked him and he fell off the train and broke his neck and died. Butch smirked at the bird and said, "...I knew there was a reason I liked ya."
Japhet screeched.
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Blake and Scuzz had been standing off with the Rangers for what felt like hours when really it was just two minutes. They kept negotiating. "'Kay now look here, Rangers. We can do this th' easy way, or th' hard way. We git our riches an' jes make our way out. Or... Jes' take a bullet in th' gut. Yer choice, dear Rangers~," Blake said slyly.
Dan knew this situation was going to turn bad if they didn't do anything. "If you... Either of you were to so shoot any o' these good fellas, you two'll be hangin' high in town," Dan said. "I-I-I don' th-think that'll be n-n-n-necessary," Scuzz stuttered with a grin.
Suddenly, the train jerked forward, the train had started gaining speed. The Rangers went forward face first, but Blake and Scuzz held their ground and started shooting. The plantation owners went for cover, screaming in terror. The duo grabbed as many valuable that were dropped and high-tailed it out of there, running for the engine.
The two climbed to the roof of the car, seeing the rest of the gang up on the roof of their cars and run to them. Scuzz and Blake lead them but were stopped by a Ranger.
Wait.
There were only three from what Blake saw. Where did this other Ranger come from? "Goin' somewhere, thieves?" the Ranger asked. Scuzz looked at Blake, who had her hands raised. "Yes, sir!" she said. Scuzz remarked, "No we're not!"
"Yes we are!"
"No we ain't!"
The Ranger looked back and forth between the two robbers like they were an old married couple. He soon had enough. "Will you two quit! Yer actin' like lil' kids!" The two looked back at the Ranger, Blake's arms still raised. Scuzz now realized why she had her arms raised: there was a hook on a incoming pole. "Yeah. We, uh, we-we're goin'!" said Scuzz. Before the Ranger could do anything, Blake and Scuzz were lifted off the train. The duo came back around and Scuzz kicked him in the back, making him fall off the train.
They landed on their feet back on the train, and they smirked at each other. The gang climbed down and found their horses waiting for them while running. Japhet flew towards Blake and screeched. Blake looked at her gang and said, "Let's git outta here!" and jumped on her Nightmare. The rest got on theirs and rode off with their collections.
Butch and his guys caught up with them and they rode off, leaving the runaway train rescue to the Rangers.