Erron [ Dang it, if there's one thing that gets my blood boiling more than my folks, it's sure as heck being whisked away without a say-so].

Erron Black, the notorious outlaw and renowned sharpshooter, expressed his frustration as he surveyed his surroundings. In this unfamiliar world, he found himself surrounded by people that mostly resembling animals and bewildering primitive structures that he couldn't recognize at all, and as a member of the infamous criminal organization known as the black dragon, Eerron Black was no stranger to bizarre crap, but this bizarre scene left him both perplexed and irritated.

Erron: [ Adjustin' to outworld was a tough nut to crack...and now I gotta get used to bein' here...well, reckon this ain't gonna be too difficult, 'less it's chaos realm, but that don't seem too probable].

Erron Black is a seasoned traveler, constantly venturing between different realms. He has explored numerous worlds, leaving no stone unturned in the outworld. Earthrealm, being his birthplace, holds a special significance for him.

However,

There are certain realms that he prefers to avoid, like the chaos realm and netherralm, as they tend to be quite bothersome. Fortunately, the netherralm can only be accessed after death, so Erron can rest assured that he won't have to deal with it anytime soon.

Erron: [ I ain't got a clue whether this here shenanigan was pulled off by that old fart Shang Suung or that lightning-wielding Raiden, or if it was just a mean-spirited trick played by that troublemaker Kano. But you know what? It don't make no difference to me now. Once I figure out a way out of this world, I'll make sure to give that drunken scoundrel a taste of his own medicine. But for the time being, I reckon it's high time I start pokin' around and see what this place has to offer].

Despite being an outlaw and a gangster, he was smart enough to not provoke the most dangerous magicians and the powerful protector of Earthrealm. Instead, he plans to bully his boss Kano so hard once he finds a way back to outworld, but for now, he has some exploring to do while the sun is still high. The streets are bustling with all sorts of ... whatever those people are.

Erron: [ But a cowboy ain't no full man, just half without his trusty steed. I reckon I'm curious if they got any fine horses 'round these parts].

Grinning to himself and with an objective on mind, Erron Black sauntered down the street, blending in with the crowd, ignoring the curious stares thrown his way.

???: [Rest assured, sir, that the appa I offer is unparalleled in quality and you will not find superior options around here, other than mine of course!]

Erron: [ I ain't too sure 'bout this here Appel, don't seem all that special to me. The ones my dead pa grew tasted better in his field, and he used our family's manure as fertilizer, mind ya.]

???: [Eh! What do you mean b–hey! stop eating before paying!]

At the moment, Erron black was engrossed in a fiery debate with a local fruit green haired shop owner. Uncaringly, he casually grabbed an appa and took a bite, much to the shopkeeper's dismay. His reaction was immediate as he let out a loud scream and swiftly snatched the half bitten apple from Erron's hand, clearly infuriated by his audacity.

Erron: [Ow now, ain't that a kick in the pants, partner? Why'd ya go and do that for? I was just gettin' a little taste of the merchandise you got here].

Shopkeeper: [ there is no tasting before buying you got that!?]

Erron: [Well, partner, that sort of mindset ain't gonna get ya far, I reckon].

The shopkeeper was met with a scoff from Erron Black, who jabbed him with a smirk, causing annoyance to fill the shopkeeper's eyes.

Shopkeeper: [ Get lost! If you're not interested in buying, then get out of my sight. I have work to do here, so leave immediately!]

Erron Black found himself on the receiving end of the shopkeeper's wrath as the latter shouted at him and made aggressive hand gestures, clearly trying to shoo him away. The shopkeeper's attitude didn't sit well with Erron, but instead of engaging in a confrontation, he decided to take a deep breath and calmly slid his hands into his pockets.

Surprisingly, the shopkeeper noticed that and immediately stoped shooing at him.

Erron: [ Well, partner, here's the deal - reckon this here cash should more than cover them three bags of apples. Them apples ain't the best, but I ain't fixin' to eat 'em myself. Nope, I'm gettin' 'em for my new horse I'm pickin' up later]

Erron Black tossed the shopkeeper a handful of tiny, glimmering gold pebbles, which landed with a satisfying clink on the worn wooden table that stood between them. The shopkeeper's eyes widened in shock for a fleeting moment, but he swiftly gathered the precious stones. With utmost care, he scrutinized each pebble, ensuring their authenticity, and a satisfied nod escaped his lips before he tucked them securely into the depths of his apron. Erron couldn't help but flash him a mocking smile.

Erron [ Gold sure does make for the finest hushin' tool for a hefty, whiskered grown-up crybaby, don't it? Now that's a mindset I reckon I fancy witnessin'!]

Erron's words caused a vein to bulge on the shopkeeper's forehead, yet he remained silent and directed his attention towards filling up the three bags of appas.

Then once finished.

The shopkeeper: [ here three bags of appas as you wanted, now grab them and scram!].

The shopkeeper slid the three bags of appas across the table towards Erron. Erron inspected the bags and then smirked at the annoyed shopkeeper.

Erron: [Yup, this here's a whole heap of apples, three bags worth, all ripe and good to go...but]

Suddenly Erron's smirk turned upside down before he slowly, stretched out his gloved hand towards the shopkeeper who was confused at the gesture.

Shopkeeper: [Now what!?]

Erron: [ You know, them three bags of apples ain't worth a dime compared to that shiny gold, partner. So, hand over the rest, pronto.]

Shopkeeper: [ you rich guys are too stingy you know that!]

The shopkeeper let out a heavy sigh, his frustration evident, as he reached into his apron and pulled out a bunch of shiny silver coins. He then dropped them into Erron's outstretched hand, which had been patiently waiting.

Back to smiling Erron black slowly, stashed the trio of apple-filled sacks into a hefty, weathered black sack that snugly rested on his shoulder. And the coins in his pocket.

Then he looked back at the annoyed shopkeeper with a serious face.

Erron: [ I ain't no wealthy fella, but I ain't one to give away my hard-earned cash either. I reckon I just got a soft spot for gold and coins, that's all...now]

Reaching out with his right hand, the very same hand he used to exchange coins with, Erron extended it towards the shopkeeper who appeared puzzled by the gesture. With a chuckle, Erron couldn't help but find amusement in the confusion on the shopkeeper's face.

Erron: [Ain't no need to worry, partner. My hand ain't gonna chomp down on ya, no sir. This here's the time when we seal the deal with a firm handshake and get to know each other proper. Or maybe you prefer I give ya a nickname that suits ya? Either way, I'm here to make sure we start off on the right foot, partner.]

The shopkeeper was certainly irritated, but he kept his cool as he shook Erron's hand back, although his eyebrow twitching like a wild stallion.

Kadomon: [Seriously, I don't need any cutesy nicknames or whatever from you. My name is Kadomon Risch, and welcome here at my shop as long as you are buying... maybe].

Erron [ Well howdy, the name's Erron Black, a wanderer and a hired gun. Pleasure doin' business with ya, Kadomon, even though you tend to get riled up mighty fast. I reckon I'll swing by again, if my new steed takes a likin' to the apple I purchased from ya.]

After the handshake, Kadomon shot a glance at Erron who already was walking away, giving him a look that said, "You weren't kidding about that horse, were you?"

To which Erron casually tipped his brown hat up with a flick of his finger.

Erron [ Nope, I ain't foolin' around this time, see ya]

Strolling down the crowded street, not too far from where he had just purchased the bags of appa's, he was moving at a leisurely pace, almost too leisurely, scanning the area around him for the perfect spot to trap the varmints that had been tailing him ever since he finished his business with Kadomon.

Perhaps they had been on his trail for quite some time, but it was his own fault for failing to pick up on their presence until this very moment.

——Well, ain't no use whinin' 'bout it. I'm all turned around and don't even know the name of the place I ended up in. Maybe them vermins runnin' 'behind can give me some useful info for free.

With his six-shooter snug against his hip, Erron grinned like a coyote ready to pounce on its prey.

——It's gonna sting me somethin' fierce, but it's gonna sting them even worse.

With that notion swirling in his mind, Erron abruptly halted his stride in front of a cramped empty alleyway that seemed to lead to nowhere. Without a moment's pause, Erron Black confidently ventured into the alley, his steps unwavering and nonchalant.

As he reached the end of the of alley .

Erron: [ This here distance and this here spot seem mighty fine to me... reckon y'all agree, fellas?]

???: [huh!!!]

Erron hollered his words into the desolate alley, as if he expected someone to be listening. Yet, the echoing footsteps and the sound of gasping indicated the presence of others besides Erron. It was clear that he was not alone in the alley.

A second of silence passed and the echo of feet hitting the ground reverberated through the narrow alleyway once more, catching Erron's attention as he pivoted to face the exit. The cacophony of footsteps abruptly ceased, signaling the presence of multiple individuals lurking just a few meters away from him.

With a swift movement, Erron spun around, his hand instinctively reaching for the cold steel of one of his revolvers holstered at his hip. His steely gaze narrowed but his smirk never left his face.

Chin: [ Fork over every last bit of your precious gold and belongings, and we promise you won't regret it]

Kan: [ yeah Listen to Rachins' advice and you won't be crying after, ya dig? Hehe, trust me on this one].

Ton: [ Yeah, you catchin' what they sayin', bro? You do that and you'll be cruisin' outta here without a worry].

Erron: [———]

Erron's gaze, as piercing as a pack of hungry coyotes, fixated on the trio before him. The first individual, a complete imbecile, had his tongue lolling out of his mouth like a dog in heat. Perhaps he is hungry for Erron's precious gold, but he would soon regret even thinking about it. The second figure, a pint-sized dwarf, glared at Erron with a malevolence that could curdle milk. It was clear that this little troublemaker had some wicked plans in mind. And then there was the third and final person, a hulking brute of a man, who stared at Erron with an air of arrogance. His clenched fists revealed his readiness for a brawl, but Erron was no stranger to a fight and would make sure this overconfident fool regretted his bravado.

—— In the end, they were nothing but a bunch of lead-wasters.

With that in mind, Erron loosened his hold on his weapon at his side, but he ain't ready to release it just yet.

Kan: [ yo, chin, is this fool deaf or somethin'? Why he just standin' there lookin' at us like a damn idiot?]

Chin: [ Well, if he is deaf, let us convince him visually].

Giggling like a fool, the person in the middle ——chin casually pulled out two hefty, rusty knives from behind his back and assumed an attacking stance.

Chin: [ Yo!, unless your blind too, I think seeing this gonna be more than sufficient to make you bow down to our demands!]

As he put it, the big guy besides him was swinging a massive wooden bat in the air. Meanwhile, the short guy played it smart and took a step back, finding shelter behind his friends.

——Well, ain't that just dandy? Now I got a clear picture of who's gonna feel the sting of my actions and who's gonna be spared from it.

With the cunning of a sly coyote, Erron's piercing black eyes was fixated solely on the dwarf boy, the vulnerable member of his posse. In a matter of moments, this feeble link would become his invaluable source of knowledge of this world. A wolfish grin crept across his face as he entertained the thought, before redirecting his gaze towards the trio as a whole.

Erron: [Ain't no deafness, blindness, or stupidity in me, partners —I go by the name of Erron Black, and let me tell ya, today ain't your lucky day. You made the grave mistake of pickin' me as your target, and mark my words, you won't be strollin' 'round like a regular folk's once I'm done with ya].

Kan: [ Fucking stubborner you'll regret this!]

The atmosphere was now heavy with tension and aggression as three outlaws faced off against Erron Black. In a split second, Erron was poised to draw his revolver from its holster and put blazing bullets through two of the three bandits, while the trio appeared confident, unaware of the danger they were in.

It was clear that they had made a grave mistake by challenging someone armed with a gun, for as the old saying goes,

Erron: [it's unwise to bring a knife to a gunfight.]

With a steely gaze, Erron Black clinched up his grip on his trusty revolver, the leather of his holster creaking under the pressure. His calloused exposed finger hovered dangerously close to the trigger, ready to unleash a storm of hot iron at a moment's notice.

All that remained was for him to draw his weapon, aim true, and let the bullets fly towards their intended target.

——However,

???: [ Move aside! Clear the path! Get out of the way!]

Erron: [——!]

Out of nowhere, a panicked feminine voice barged in breaking the tension, grabbing the focus of Erron Black and the trio of thugs, who turned their heads towards the alley's exit to see what was going on.

Erron: [——Well, ain't that a real head-scratcher!]

As Erron Black peered out at the exit of the alley, his sharp eyes caught sight of a petite blond girl making her way towards him and the trio of bandits. It was clear that she was either in a hurry or fleeing from someone, judging by the urgency in her movements it must be the later. What caught Erron off guard was the speed at which she moved - she swiftly darted past the three unsuspecting bandits and was now already headed straight towards him.

Blond girl: [ Get out of the way now!]

Erron: [ Ain't no trouble, ma'am]

Erron Black tipped his hat and nodded slightly as he made room for the young lady. She seemed momentarily taken aback, her cheeks flushed with a hint of redness, whether from exertion or the unexpected address of "ma'am" by Erron, no one could say for sure.

However,

After that little moment that didn't last long and Without hesitation, she seized the chance given to her and dashed towards the wall, swiftly scaling it before vanishing completely out of sight.

Erron: [ Alright, that was mighty impressive, but let's get down to brass tacks and focus on the business at hand.]

Erron Black was a man of many talents, but slacker was never one of them. As the girl vanished, Erron swiftly redirected his attention towards the trio of bandits who were just beginning to regroup.

——But Erron wasn't about to give them a damn second to catch their breath.

Erron: [Carrying blades to a shoot-out and not keeping an eye on your foe?...you fellas wouldn't last a second in my neck of the woods]

Just as the words left his mouth, Erron whipped out his trusty six-shooter quicker than a rattlesnake strike. Two thunderous shots echoed through the air, followed by a gut-wrenching cry of agony and the thud of two bodies hitting the ground hard.

Chin: [ Ugh! What on earth was that!? It's excruciatingly painful, it hurts so much! Ughaaaa!]

Ton: [ Ahh! Shit!, what the hell did you do to my leg? You basterd! My legs are burning!]

Both Chin and Ton hit the cold dirty ground hard, hollerin' and squirming in agony as they gripped their legs, blood spillin' out. The sight was enough to make anyone's stomach turn.

Kan: [chin! Ton!, what the hell happen—!

Just as kan, the young dwarf boy, was about to dash over to 'his friends, a dark figure cast a shadow over him, causin' him to freeze in his tracks. Erron's presence from close was so intimidatin', it made kan take a step back, his heart poundin' in his chest.

Kan: [ W-hat what did you do to t-hem?]

Erron let out a hearty chuckle at the trembling dwarf who looked like he was about soil his pants.

Erron: [Well, I reckon I had no choice but to show them and you a thing or two about respectin' ol' Erron Black. Had to set things straight and make sure they understand not to go messin' with me again. It's just the way of the wild west, you gotta stand your ground and make sure folks know not to cross ya.]

Kan: [Hk!...]

Erron: [Well, well, well, ain't you a delicate flower? You think shedding a few tears is gonna get you anywhere? Don't you dare start bawling now, 'cause I ain't done with you yet. Just so you remember]

Kan's eyes were welling up with tears, ready to spill over, when Erron forcefully grabbed him by his hair and yanked him forward. With a firm grip, Erron brought kan face to face, locking eyes with him. A mischievous smirk spread across Erron's face, resembling that of a cunning wolf, as he towered over the frightened and trembling young boy.

Erron: [I didn't aim for ya when I pulled that trigger 'cause I had a hunch you might come in handy. I figured you might have some use to me, unlike your poor ol' pals who caught a bullet.]

??? : [That's enough!]

The joy he gets from scaring the little dwarf is cut short, as a different girl's voice, this time a firm one, echoes from the exit of the alley. Erron lets out a grunt of frustration, feeling the interruption like a thorn in his ass.

Erron : [Well, slap my knee and call m—!]

He couldn't get them words outta his mouth 'cause the second he looked up to see who done cut him off, his scowl turned to shock quicker than a rattlesnake strike. But then, like a coyote on the prowl, a sly grin crept across his face, smooth as butter meltin' on a hot skillet.

Erron: [Well, girl', whoever you may be, you ain't half bad...darn it, scratch that, your beauty is somethin' to kill for, I tell ya.]

Right at the entrance, he laid eyes on a gal with hair as silver as the moonlight, eyes as deep as amethysts, and skin as pure as freshly fallen snow. She stood there, hand raised and ready to strike, not flinching at his playful banter.

Silver haired girl: [I said that's enough and please stay away from those poor people, please!]

Erron: [ Well, I'll be darned if I say no to a please, girl]