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the origins of Spidey's western team are their original stories as written by marvel comics.
As Marek intended the team reached the tree line and set up camp as the sun set on the horizon the fire sparked and cracked as the wood burned, the group sat around turning a spit with two skewered rabbits rotating over the white hot flames.
("Hey guys, not a good time see I'm a little shaken up right now due to the fact that I just saw Sasha cap two rabbits then skin them, it was horrifying")
Rawhide took a very large bowie knife from his a sheath strapped to his legs and cut a sliver from the cooked carcass "little over cooked Sasha" he chuckled playfully. Sasha was like a bolt of lightning her hand whipped out from behind her, the action was so quick that nobody saw the knife until it struck the log Rawhide was sitting on. The knife was swaying on the spot from the wicked vibration of hitting the hardwood inches from his crotch, "ok…lesson learned" Rawhide said in a restrained breath, the others all laughed as Sasha reached over and yanked her knife out of the log "lucky for you the first ones always a warning"
Peter poked at the embers in the base of the fire his mind elsewhere, about 130 years into the future he's been gone coming up 3 days and was wondering what was going on with the Aunt May & the team. Wondering if they were even looking for him or just declared him dead either way he had to find his way home,
"Peter!"
Peter snapped back into reality at the sound of his name turning to face Marek, "you and Colt go and get some firewood" Marek said sticking his face into the flame to ignite a hand rolled cigar they nodded and left the camp forgetting their guns.
They walked through the dark thick woods scavenging for dry wood "well Pete we're going to be a while looking for anything substantial might as well pass the time…tell me about this girl of yours" Colt said stepping over a downed tree with Peter right behind him with a red tinge setting his cheeks he was still slightly embarrassed when someone asked about his girl.
"she's not my girlfriend, I mean she's a girl she is my friend but that's as far as it goes" Peter said defensively, Colt only laughed "ha-ha oh god you sound exactly like Marek when I first met him Rawhide and I would always ask him about him and Sasha and damn did he ever get defensive he actually shot a hole through my hat took it clean off" he finished.
Peter picked up a branch and used it to support his weight "hey Colt…just how did this team end up together?"
Colt turned back to face him "you really don't shut up do you? But guess if you're going to be tailing along you might as well know Marek and Sasha were riding together when they found me on a train heading east, I was wrongly accused of murder but truth is the man I shot murdered my father and I beat him in a fair gun fight the local marshal tried have me hung and I ran ended up on a train running from my home, my friends and my family the train carried me Arkansas to Dallas where a Ranger in a black coat caught me instead of just blowing my head off we got talking until the train departed again. By the time we reached New York Marek believed my story and took me in….I remember Sasha being so pissed that she wasn't going to be collecting on my bounty, like very pissed" colts face froze and his hands slowly lifted over his belt "Peter…don't move a muscle" he squeaked.
Peter turned around to see what Colt was looking at where he saw a very angry looking bear just past the bushes (Chibi Spidey's eyes pop out of his head "oh my god its tedds ugly cousin…now is a good time to run!")
Colt slowly removed his hat as a curious Peter watched in awe "Colt what are doing?" he whispered, "taking off my hat"
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to lose it while running"
"What are you crazy? You can't out run that bear"
"I don't have to out the bear, I just have to out run you"
("Yeah that's what he thinks")
The boys took one step snapping a stick behind them catching the bear's attention its eyes locked on them with ravenous hunger. Snarling and growling the bear flashed its fangs, its pink powerful fangs "oh god were going to die!" Peter cried,
The bears murderous roar rang throughout the forest "RUN!" the boys took off running with the 800 pound bear charging after them Peter might have been faster than Colt but didn't want to abandon him. The ground shook as the great beast pursued them "wait I have plan!" Peter shouted he grabbed Colts arm and flung him up onto a tree branch jumping after him,
"This is your plan!" Colt gasped in disbelief from his branch "why?"
Peter looked over with a disapproving glare "because bears can't climb trees! Duh!" he spat back, Colt slapped his face in disbelief this kid was that stupid "yes they can!" he screamed "look!"
Peter looked back at the giant bear which was now actually climbing the tree ("I'll be damned bears can climb trees…who knew") the bear was slowly shimming up the tree "awe crap". The tree began to sway from the extra weight and the trunk began cracking as the two teenagers held on for their lives the stress on the tree finally broke falling over "ohhh shit!" the boys jumped from the tree top crashing onto the hard ground they hunched into tiny balls as the tree fell on top of them while the now disheartened bear ran off into the woods a low whining howl was the only sound to be heard. Peter and Colt poked their heads out from the crumpled and broken branches breathing unsteadily "we just got treed by a children's cuddle toy" Peter blurted out.
Colt climbed out from under the mess "why would children cuddle such a dangerous animal, that's just stupid" he gasped, Peter climbed out from under the tree "we never speak of this again agreed?"
"Agreed"
They made their way back to camp empty handed expecting to hear the taunting from the others but their return was not met by taunting and teasing but rather an empty camp space, the fire left unattended burned down to smouldering embers the ground was over turned the sleeping gear was trampled there was an arrow pierced through Peter's sleeping bag and the horses were gone. "Ok there is something very wrong here" Peter said as he looked over the campsite this was new to him but Colt knew the signs all too well,
"Peter this was a raid…the others were abducted" Colt said coldly rolling up the sleeping blankets.
"Renegades?" Peter asked feeling his fingers twitch from nervousness energy, Colt continued to look around but so far the only clue was an arrow "no I don't think so…it's meant to look like they did but renegades take everything they're guerrilla fighters so supplies are limited to them, yet they left the blankets and bags. Peter I think this was the work of outlaws" Colt said following the freshly made tracks they led further into the trees "not afraid of the forest are you?" Colt chuckled.
"The forest? No but the 800 pound man eating bears that live here yes terrified" Peter replied but Colt ignored him and followed the tracks ("so we're following the tracks into the spooky forests with the hungry bears…this plan sucks").
The tracks led deep into the thick woods there was more than just horse tracks now, now there was boot prints and bullet casings laying in the dirt. "Atta boy Marek leave us trail right to them" Colt said as they continued their search the cool winds rustled the leaves and whistled through the cross ways ("the woods is no place a teenager") the sky burst into a heavy rain "OH COME ON! This is proof the old west sucks!" Peter growled,
"Peter you're only a day outside New York not even remotely west" Colt replied as the water poured over the brim of his hat.
The trees provide some coverage from the rain and wind but the ground was still softening filling the tracks burying their leads the water kept pouring over their hats obstructing their view for a few seconds "Achoo!" Peter sneezed "oh this is great just what I needed… to get sick" Colt grabbed Peter by the collar of his coat and pulled him down into a bush pointing at a cabin over a ridge all lite up with lamps.
It was a small cabin with an equally small barn the lamps flickering from within the window, where a red headed woman holding a rifle in her hands with a shotgun slung across her back and a pistol strapped to her waist Colt's heart stopped he knew this particular redhead "son of a bitch" he sighed defeated.
"Colt?" Peter asked poking his teammate who now seemed really spaced out, "that's Mary Winchester of the Winchester sisters,
"A diva group?" Peter laughed.
Colt however remained still and worried "if diva means can kill you from half a mile away then yes they're divas alright, the Winchester sisters are very deadly, very quick tempered, and very, very sexy as hell" Colt finished "the red head is the Mary the little sister she'll shoot your left nut out from 300 yards, Laura the brunette with the brand on her arm is the middle sister likes to play with her victims…if they meet her standards and then there's Samantha the smartest sister she'll find every way possible to exploit a situation for profit. And right now she's sitting on 1800$ between Marek and Rawhide"
The rain pounded the earth from the black blanket that blocked out the pale glow of the moon light as Peter & Colt observed the cabin looking for their way in, ("Chibi Spidey pulled up a lawn chair and a book "I wonder if this bone head will remember he has the ability to cling to walls and roofs")
The lamps finally blew out and the boys started making their way down the hill the horses were tied in the barn while the team was restrained in a backroom.
"Marek get off my hands you cow!"
"Will you shut before you get us shot Sasha, I'm trying to slip free of these bonds" Marek whispered.
The sky lit up with blinding flash illuminating the outside giving the slightest glimpse of a red and blue blur jumping up on to the roof,
Rawhide shook his head in disbelief "did I just see that?" he gasped "no, no way I saw a guy jump onto a roof…damn I'm sounding as crazy as Peter"
"What did you just say you leather wearing bastard"
Everyone looked up to see the very same suit Peter was wearing when Shade shot him "god that is creepy" Sasha shuddered as Peter dropped like a feather to the floor, "you know I don't have to save you" he said sarcastically. As Peter worked to untie everyone's ropes a scratching noise crept up behind him ("Spider sense now?")
A violent, territorial barking erupted bring with it a commotion from the bed rooms sending Peter jumping back to the roof scurrying for a dark corner.
3 women in night gowns came charging into the room with scatter guns drawn "what's the matter Jessie intruders?" the one girl hissed as she pointed her gun at Rawhide "or maybe somebody tried to make a break for it" the barrel was pressed to his cheek as the girl made to threaten him. "Talk now or I blow your head off handsome or not!" she hissed,
"Say please, your mother did teach you the meaning of please didn't her?" Rawhide spat. This did not sit well with any of the girls as the red head slugged a powerful right cross to Rawhides jaw, "damn! That actually stung a bit" he laughed. The red head cranked another powerful punch knocking Rawhide over onto the floor "ok…that one hurt" he groaned.
The gun was cocked as the fiery red head braced herself for the kickback "the next one's going to kill!" she snapped, the room was dead silent as everyone watched and waited for the bang. Luckily a ruckus from the barn broke the silence drawing the twin sisters outside giving the re-masked Spider-man his opportunity he dropped down from his perch on the roof "excuse me miss but my friends have somewhere to be" the red head whipped around catching sight of the bright white eyes staring at her through the dim candle light, "for the love of Christ! What the hell are you?" she screamed dropping the gun. Spider-man walked closer and the red head he learned to be Mary backed away in fear she had never encountered someone like him with soulless white eye that reflected her in them like his. He scared her like a child afraid of the shadows in the dark she pulled a pistol from the counter and began firing as fast as she could but the mysterious monster man moved, twisted and bended in ways no human ever should be able to, within seconds the cylinder was empty of all six shots and the monster man was without even a scratch. Mary stood horrified as he untied the others James went straight for the closet grabbing everyone's guns and knives
"Not bad kid…for a scrawny runt" James laughed.
"I can always just let her shoot you!" Spider-man shot back,
"children play nice" Marek laughed taking his gear from James, the group refitted themselves as the other two sisters were brought in with their hands clasped over their heads and Colt right behind them brandishing their shotguns and a smug smile.
"you know what?" he asked looking at his friends "I'm disappointed, all the hype of the Winchester sisters and two of us out smarted you…and Mary's frozen in fear" Colt was amused by the situation "so yeah do we shoot them?" he asked,
His smug grin faded with the sound of a quick fluid metallic clicking noise behind him, Peter's stretched long under the mask (son of a…we were so close, why did he have to gloat?")
An older woman pushed her way into the cabin with along barreled revolver pressed against Colts head. "A group of bastards and a bitch broke into my home and threatened my daughters! This will not be tolerated" she growled "drop your weapons" she ordered, the team undid their holsters and sheaths once more throwing them to ground "Laura, Samantha tie our guest up properly this time"
"Yes mom" the girls chorused. Once more the team was tied except Peter due to the frightfulness of his mask was chained with multiple anchors to cabin supports.
"How is this fair? Colt was the one pointing a gun at your daughters!" he protested but no one seemed to be listening the four women stood in a group whispering among themselves until the mother marched over and pulled his mask off "there satisfied? He's just some brat in strange costume"
"But he was sticking to the roof like a monster" Mary cried. The mother shook her head "Mary put their weapons somewhere that's not hear!" she ordered "enjoy your stay I'm sure the lawmen will be happy to get their hands on the Rawhide Kid, kid Colt and especially black mask Marek" she laughed as she and her daughters left but not before Laura turned to look at Peter with a smile that reminded him off the look a hungry cat looked at a bird.
"Going to be a good night" she laughed,
("I don't like that smile, I really don't") Peter tried to snap his chains as he squirmed and struggled but was met with defeat "son of a bitch! Wait Logan…Logan, Logan, LOGAN!"
"Peter who the hell is Logan!" Marek snapped, now Peter was frustrated and kicked James in the back of the head "Logan answer me you ignorant dick"
James spun on the spot "ok you little prick my name is James not Wolverine, not Logan James get it right!"
"Shut up for two seconds will you! Can't your claws cut you lose?" Peter asked
James's face went blank and Peter knew the thought never crossed his mind "oh you've got to be kidding me!"
The sound of a creaky woodened door being opened clamed them all up and pretended to be asleep as a set of finger tips travelled along Peter's shoulders "you're a cute one aren't you?"
talk about a rough night treed by a bear than taken captive by 3 deadly women and their mother.
Peter's learning the old days weren't all fun and games as the movies led him to believe.
and Laura has her eyes on Peter what kind of danger does this ensue?