Chapter 7

Of a Screaming Spirit

Sapphire blocked her eyes as the sand swirled into her eyes, temporarily blinding her. She was calm now, still shaken up and was listening to the noises around her, waiting for that particular mechanical wheezing noise from Bart. She walked down the single dusty path that was walled with sky-scraping Rocky Mountains. Okay, time to go to Buzzaton…

"Now!"

"What the-" Sapphire screamed as suddenly, she was surrounded by a group of outlaws, guns pointing sharply at her at every angle. All of them snickered darkly as triggers were tapped by itching fingers. Sapphire glanced over her shoulders, looking at them in concern as she slowly pulled her pistols, up and ready.

Then, a large Outlaw, who seemed to be the Boss of the Gang of Minions around Sapphire, walked through the circle and faced her. He wore a hat, filled with bullets, and wore a dark green jacket. The huge Outlaw was aware that his minions clicked their guns, ready to fire at Sapphire, but he waved it away, keeping his eyes on Sapphire. Perhaps this was another man from Bart's 'side-of-the-family'. He eyed Sapphire up and down before speaking.

"What, this can't be Bart!" He raged. "It's something else."

"Something else?" Sapphire hotly murmured. "I'll tell you now, me and Bart are very similar in species." Sapphire pointed out. The fat Outlaw didn't seem too bothered.

"Erm, what should we do Looten Duke?" One of his men behind Sapphire chuckled.

"We could use a cook." Another one suggested.

"Erm, sorry, I can't cook well." Sapphire giggled nervously, but honestly. The Looten Duke bent down to her size, which wasn't very small.

"You're a woman, you should know…" he murmured evilly. Sapphire paused. Great, now we have sexiest idiots here. He held a hand out to Sapphire. "Okay, give in now!"

"Huh?" Sapphire piped out.

"Give in. You're surrounded by Outlaws, give us yea Moolah!"

She growled. She walked through that wall once, she WON'T do it again.

"Fuck no." She snarled. "Besides, I have nothing."

"Then give us yea guns." He smirked. Sapphire gazed at her most precious guns…then, her temper flared up.

"That does it…" She growled lowly and began to shoot at the Outlaws. She suddenly blasted one in front of her, his head exploded and Sapphire was stunned. "Wow, headshot…" She giggled. The atmosphere was heavy with the repetitive Ba-Dam! from Guns. And Sapphire dived behind a thick rock, reloading her guns back after having to kill several minions, and only injured a few. Her shoulder was stinging with the few scraps of extremely lucky dodges of bullets.

Soon, the floor was filled with corpses of dead minions, only The Looten Duke stood with Sapphire. His men were either dead, or ran away. Sapphire's temper reddened her skin, fusing anger from it. Her pistols fixed firmly onto him. He dropped his gun to the ground, which confused Sapphire slightly.

"Unarmed combat, babe," The Looten Duke said. "The two of us. Mano a Mano, or in your case, womano. Winner takes all."

Sapphire thought of it. She then holstered her weapon.

"You're on."

The Looten Duke smiled, and began circling her.

"My, my, are you this 'Sapphire' they spoke about?" Sapphire was horrified to hear her name but tried her hardest to hide her shock. "I could tell because of your blue hair. You know, the Clakkerz say good things about you, but Bart, I guess the jealousy is on me." He laughed as he sarcastically said that. "He must be 'head-over-heels' in love with you to finally get some Slig Ass. But guess what, when you're gone because of me, he'll be disappointed, hey?"

"Bart feels the total opposite to that, sorry. I'm not here to please anyone like you or Bart." Came the sharp reply. "I can only please one person a day and today, I choose me. I came here for one thing that you'll never know." She murmured hotly, her fists bunched up and shook. The Looten Duke smirked.

"But, do you really have a chance with me? Besides, you're big, with those large hooters and those…pants."

"I could say the same, but you're just lard!" Sapphire snarled darkly, her eyes narrowing. He was now encircling her closer. She kept a sharp eye of him.

"One day, I will get Bart, if it's the last thing I do!"

"You're not with him?" Sapphire asked, mildly surprised. He laughed.

"No, he's AGAINST us! He's the Bounty Hunter capturing People like Fatty McBoomBoom and Blisterz Booty, but his twin brother helped him escape."

'There are more of these freaks?' Sapphire thought.

"He will die like a Bolamite. I'm one of the strongest Outlaws. I took two champions down, and beat them easily. Broke one man's spine, poor fellow. Now he's eating through a straw, and crapping into a bag." He smiled. "I look forward to seeing Bart in a similar position." He chuckled. "And you too, right beside him." Something seemed wrong in that line and she replied by giggling.

"I don't know this Bart very well, but I can tell you one thing." She glared coldly at him. "I don't think so. Someone like Bart won't lose to 'something' like you!"

He seemed angry now, but he laughed nastily.

"Aww, now the love is coming to this situation, like a romantic film. Do you expect your 'boyfriend' Barty to save you now, sweet Sapphire?" he mocked coldly.

"Go to hell!" She snapped. "I can save myself, and I call him Mr. Tentacle face, not Barty…"

"Oh, now you have a sex name for him. How sweet, does he 'tentacle-rape' you?" He laughed.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I cannot recall. Maybe because I'm so scared I'm trembling in my Pants. See?"

He looked.

She drop-kicked him in the face, which went smoothly then she thought. She kicked out a knee, and then, for good measures, punched him in the face several times. Blood flew in the air, painting the wall and a nearby tree, and also the ground. He fought back as best he could. He did have a nice spin kick unexpectedly that caught her on the side of her head, and sent her reeling. She felt faintly dizzy, but her blinded rage caught her out and pushed her on with the fight. She had him in a headlock, and he tried to bite her.

She pushed him away, and punched him square in the mouth. A tooth fell out. His eyes rolled back in his head.

The Looten Duke fell to the ground, and didn't move.

Sapphire rubbed the side of her head; blood glossed her finger tips and stained her fingerless, black gloves. She bent down, and picked her two blood-dipped pistols from the ground. "This belongs to me," She smirked. She glanced at The Looten Duke, who was still breathing, but unmoving. She thought. "I can't leave him here…what should I do?"

She stood there thinking. She had no fancy weapons to put him in. Rolling her eyes, she knew that she has to put him somewhere, somewhere were he can't escape. She heaved his huge body over her shoulder, his feet dragging the floor.

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It was about 1.30 pm at Buzzaton and something different happened…

"What the-!" The Clakkerz gasped as Sapphire kicked the door, raged loudly as she threw The Looten Duke's dirty blood-soaked body on the wooden flooring inside Buzzaton's Bounty Store.

"I don't…give a damn…just get rid of him…" Sapphire panted, arching her back backwards and her spine clicked loudly several times, making her feel better.

"Yes ma'am!" He panicked, dragging The Looten Duke lifeless-like body into the jail cages behind him. When he locked it up, he faced Sapphire, who was dirty, caked with blood, dusty and dirt and she was glancing at her pistols lazily. "Erm…excuse me…"

Sapphire looked at him, making him jolt. "Did you-"

"Yeah, I knocked him out. He was annoying me, so keep him here so he's safe." Sapphire smirked and placed her guns back at her holsters around her waist-belt. The Clakker nodded, and then he handed a small pile of Moolah to Sapphire, which baffled her. "What's this for?"

"What? This is for capturing The Looten Duke, an Outlaw that has been a pain in the ass to us and was one of the wanted Outlaws."

"Really?" Her interest rose.

"Sure thing," he bent behind his desk and pasted a light-brown WANTED poster with the face of The Looten Duke.

"Never thought that he was a wanted Outlaw…" Sapphire murmured.

"Yep, so take yea Moolah." The Clakker murmured, turning away. Sapphire smiled at it.

'I guess it was worth it getting that bastard's ass kicked after all.' Sapphire giggled to herself lightly, taking the Moolah and walked out of the Bounty Store. Many more faces glanced at Sapphire, but she wasn't bothered at all any more. She turned to the General Store, hearing her stomach rumble.

"I better get a bite to eat or something before I pass out…" She murmured. Her stomach growled in agreement. "It's been a long and tiring day." She then walked to the General Store.

Just as soon as she entered it, a figure walked down through the thick sandstorm above the path of Buzzaton. With a large revolver in his clenching hand, Bart got suspicious with the blood puddles and dead outlaws on the floor. Plus, the panicking back at Gizzard Gulch made him think about Sapphire for some reason. Perhaps it was because one day, he wants to hear her scream his name, in pain that is. He smirked maliciously at that idea with a small chuckle.

He entered the Bounty store and was taken back to see The Looten Duke screaming awake to the Clakker behind bars.

"What the Hell am I doing here?" The Looten Duke roared, shaking the metal poles of the jail door.

"Shut up yea moron!" the Clakker yelled, and then jumped up in horror to see Bart's powerfully-built body soaring over him. He lowered down and leaned towards the Clakker's face, a mask of shifting shadows in the light of the dim lamp above him that shone between them, drew though the sharp, dark features of Bart.

"How the fuck did that bastard get here?" He snarled threateningly, pointing a sharp finger at The Looten Duke. The Clakker trembled.

"Someone brought him in." He swallowed a hard lump of terror.

"Who?" Bart said slowly. Bart's eyes raged in red-hot resentment.

"I don't know!" he flapped. "She just came in covered in blood."

"She…?" Bart's voice triggered a sign to the Clakker that told him that he thinks he knows who it was, and he wasn't pleased. He looked at The Looten Duke. "Hey jackass, who was the bastard who brought you here?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm sure it was some crazy-ass bitch. She comes up to me, next thing I know, I'm stuck here!" The Looten Duke muttered.

"Crazy-ass Bitch?"

"I heard her name was Sapphire, and she was a female form of your species."

Bart's temper shot up to the roof instantly and he snarled angrily, pulling his revolver. The Clakker screamed.

"Where is she?" Bart bellowed loudly, grabbing the shirt of the Clakker and yanking him off the ground. The Clakker shuddered and The Looten Duke chuckled silently to himself.

"Someone's pissed…" He hissed to himself. "Sapphire's in so much shit…"

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XD That was so fun to write. I guess The Looten Duke was Bart's current Outlaw and Sapphire's taken his money. Well, The Looten Duke's right, she is in so much shit XD

Disclaimer: In all respect to Lorne Lanning and his world of Odd, I do NOT own anything in this, I only own my OCs:

OCs in this Fanfic or are mentioned: Sapphire the Big Sis Slig, Rose the Landlady Clakker, Dave the 'Multitasking' Slig and Furlong the big bro Slig, Danni the Vykker and Ruby the Slig.

OCs that are NOT in this Fanfic but are still mine: Arnie the Glukkon, Tony the crawling Slig, Emerald the flying Slig, Sligknot (lol), Kiki the Slig, Grant the Glukkon, Mulot the flying Slig, Aaron the flying Slig, Peter the flying Slig.

OCs owned by friends who allowed me to put them on this: Bart the Big Bro Slig.