I'm figuring out how to set weapons to use both hands.. Like, pumping the shotgun animation, holding the minigun.

It's gonna be fun and specially hard to figure it out.

Added a radio in the Cyan Shop now.

So, I used to be a early bird..

Now I am back to be an night owl. I know this is not healthy.

But I guess I will work on it.

Anyways, will do drawings tonight.

2 years ago I went near the ocean.

The feeling of seeing that the world is bigger than you. Man I still remember dipping my feet in the sea water.

This one might take me a while to redo..

So, I ain't gonna mess around here.

I am currently waiting to settle in court with my land lord.

In september, in 3 months.

Reasons are that he stole our electricity support against our will.

He kept being negligent over our apartment..

Mold is at level 3 in risk of health hazard..

He have bad faith over any of his occupants.

Tell anyone who complain to leave the fuck out.

Sadly, we tried. But the rents are too high in the cities around us.

We used to live in a house back in my teenage's life..

Anyway, what really matter in what I am saying is that I am stressed.

I pretend that everything is alright, but its not.

I want to get out of this bullshit.

Tired of this none sense with the land lord.

He even lay bricks in front of our entrance.

I wish this was a fucking joke.

At least I am working on my own shit.

Got like couples of ideas, projects that I need to finish.

Sorry if some people are waiting for the game..

I am kinda not in the mood to do a big project for a while.

But if we win the case.

My family and I will be able to move out, get money from all the bad stuff

the land lord did and I will be happy if that happens.

We got alot of proof on his misbehavior and the only reason he would

win. Is that he buy his way out with the judge.

-Intro-

1854, a farm in the American Frontier.

A man named Frank Hassey is playing poker in his barn with his 7 gang members.

He have 1 ace, a pair of 2s, a 5 and a 10.

One of them: "I can't believe we got a brand new farm, just for us!"

Another one: "Yeah, it was part of our special little business.."

Frank put some dollards on the round table.

Frank: "I double it."

one of them: "Fuck you, you ain't got anything good!"

Frank: "We will see."

A knock knock at the big door at the barn is heard. The gang members look at it.

Frank: "Tyler, go check it out.."

Tyler walks toward the big door to open it and.. *BANG*

He drop dead on the wooden floor.

The gang members try to stand up, but a group of 20 men

enter and shoot them all. Except for Frank.

Frank is standing but suddenly he drop the six shots he hold

and goes down on his knees.

The 4 men appear to be sheriffs, and the rest seem to be members

of some kind of bounty hunters.

The sheriff that is the leader walk closer to him.

His name is Ben Bowman, Frank know him.

Ben: "Beat him up, Wesley want him medium raw I think.."

Frank: "W-What?!"

The men gather around Frank and start to knock the crap of him.

Frank yell in pain and lose some teeths in the process.

Frank: "You can't do this to me Ben!!"

Ben: "Keep going guys.."

After what seems like an hour or so. Frank is barely alive

covered in bruises and gasping for air.

Everyone stop and let him laying on the floor.

Then, footsteps is heard in the entrance of the barn.

The men move out of the way to let this tall menacing

man get face to face to Frank.

Frank: "Who are you...?" *Cough* *Cough*

"My name is Wesley Wells.. I am the father of that girl you raped and killed.."

Frank: "Huh.."

Wesley: "My baby girl.. My own daughter!"

Wesley grip Frank's shirt and punch him in the face.

The sheriffs and the other men watch him in the dim light.

Everyone let Wesley do whatever he wants to Frank.

He keep punch him for a while, until something crack and then let him fall down.

Frank: "I did nothing wrong.." *Cough* *Cough*

Wesley pick his revolver and Frank look at him in complete fear.

Frank: "No.. Wait.. Lets be civilized.. I can explain.."

Frank try to stand up.

But Wesley shot Frank in the crotch.

Frank: "AAAAHHH!!!"

He fell down holding what is left of his balls.

Wesley doesn't feel bad any bit for that scum.

Wesley: "You dare say civilized.. But you are nothing but a god damn animal! You filthy rat.."

He shot him in both legs, then his chest two times and finaly in the head.

The man is dead. But the pain is still here.

Wesley uncock his six shots and put it back in his holster.

The sheriffs look at him and they all nod to him.

Wesley: "Our deal is done."

And he walk away.

Chapter 1: A family's home.

1840, Near the American Frontier.

A farmer is playing with his boy.

The day goes well, they enjoy time.

When the sun start to go down.

The good father tell his boy

a story about a cowboy who

hunt down criminals and

succeed.

Then it is time to go to bed.

But around midnight..

The boy wake up.

Horses galloping in the field, some lights shine at this time of the night.

That boy go check at the window.

A group of 10 men holding torches wait there menacingly.

The door open and close shortly after.

"Good to see you awake Daniel."

"Josh, what are you doing here at this hour.."

Josh: "We are here for something."

Daniel: "I got your money."

Josh: "Then, throw it to me."

Daniel throw it and Josh catch it.

Josh: "It's good doing business with you.. As usual.."

Daniel turn his back and attempt to get home.

Josh: " What. You are not going to say thank you.."

Daniel stop and look at him.

Josh: "Not even a.. See you around next time?"

Daniel: "Just go Josh, my kid is asleep."

Josh: "Ah. Isn't that a good father. Doing his work on the farm, on his own.. Too bad your goddamn

wife passed away before I could fuck her."

Daniel gets a little angry and say.

"You have no right to say that about Jasmine.."

Josh: "Ahah.. Is that a threat?"

Daniel watch him get down of his horse and walk close to him.

Daniel: "Appologies."

Josh is near Daniel's face. Both stand there,

But the good father doesn't flintch.

Josh smile wickedly and exclaims. "Burn the house. Burn everything!"

Daniel: "NNOO!!"

The father try to stop this.

But Josh stab Daniel in the stomach and twist his large knife.

The boy saw it, the men throw their molotovs and torches.

The house and the whole farm start to burn quickly.

Josh kick Daniel and he fell down.

He let him laying there, they all get back on their horses and ride away.

The boy get out of that house on fire.

"Dad!"

Daniel: "You need to go out of here.. Live my boy.. You need to live."

As his father die in his hands, the house start burn even further in his back.

The whole wheat field is set on fire..

Everything is lost.

Chapter 2: A walking ghost.

1854, In the middle of the American Frontier.

In the desert, a man wearing a long dark trench coat and a somber cowboy hat walk in the hot heated land.

He is covered in dust coming from the gust of sand.

The man drink what is left of his bottle of water made out of leather.

He is slightly tired, but walk confidently.

Dark shadows of large birds fly in cycles over his head.

Their raspy hissing sounds, with the wind blowing softly

is the only signs presence around him.

At the distance, what seem like a small looking town shows up

in the heat shimmer. He walk at this direction.

Whether it is a good choice.

Time pass, the man keep going as a rattlesnake nearby buzz its tail.

Finally at 5 minutes to arrive in town.

He stop to read the ravaged wooden sign.

"Thornbranch's town."

The place is calm, the wind blows and he walk in.

Some women and men stroll at all the locations.

An old man play the harmonica.

Our hero continue on his march, looking a bit on the ground.

But trying also to be natural.

The townfolks become aware of him.. A woman tap her husband to observe

this fella. But our hero step closer and stop in the middle of the town.

Where the saloon is at his right.

But few seconds of thinking make him continue on his search.

At the end of the road. There is the sheriff's office.

He got to that place, with a little bit less courage this time.

Inside the office of the sheriff.

The young rookie talk to the assistant-sheriff.

"If I wasn't here, I would have go for the fur trade and hunt animals for a living."

"Isn't that what we are doing ? Hunting animals?"

The major notice our hero walking in the middle of the road.

He warn the sheriff.

"Arnold. We got a visitor.."

Arnold: "Thank you Malcom.. Lets welcome him."

The rookie and the assistant stop talking and both observe the two.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

Malcom: "Walter, keep Bert in here."

Walter: "Sure."

Bert: "But I want to join in."

Malcom: "We will call you out there, if anything happen."

The men nod at each other, except Bert who seem pissed.

Arnold walk outside just at the moment the hero is there too.

Malcom appear at his side.

Arnold: "I heard of you in the newspaper.. Aren't you dead?"

"I come to discuss for a bounty.."

Arnold: "You are one of a kind."

Malcom: "Who is this.. Sir."

Arnold look at his man.

Arnold: "Get the bounty we got from yesterday."

Malcom hesitantly walk back in, while Arnold stare at the man.

Arnold: "How many you got to the grave, son."

"24."

Arnold: "Woah.. You sure have made a name for yourself.."

"Does it really matter that much..?" Says the man as he rise the head.

Arnold: "They call you The Son of the Grim Reaper.."

Our hero remain silent, and Malcom arrive with the bounty in his hand

to give it to Arnold.

Arnold: "Why are you so into this sort of job?"

"I'm just doing what God can't do on this earth.."

Arnold: "I see.."

The man walk closer and tend his hand toward Arnold. Malcom watch the bounty hunter

in all his details. He is young, but again.. Seem mature. Something has changed that

man for sure.

Arnold hand the paper to him, he read it in few seconds. Fold it and put the thing

in his pouch.

Arnold: "Welcome to Thornbranch.."

The man turn his feet and go back to the desert.

Malcom: "Who is that, sir.."

Arnold: "Samuel Knight.."

The sheriff get in the office and his major follow him.

Malcom: "Really.. But I heard he died."

Arnold: "Well, you saw him.. He is not."

Malcom: "What on earth is going on."

Chapter 3: Bounty Hunter.

Samuel walk far from the town of Thornbranch.

The night is falling, further away there is a

cave surrended by tall boulders.

He heads there, slowly.

Observing the vicinity.

Looking for signs of livelihood.

His sharp eyes perceive smoke.

This is enough to make him aware of human being there.

He crouch and hide behind a boulder.

A laugh make him know that is suspicion were right.

Then as he get closer, he can hear someone playing the banjo.

"You fool, you really think you can win on this game!"

Says a deep old voice from the distance.

He move closer, waiting for anyone coming out.

Still crouching.

He grab his pocket telescope, amd move to the left slightly.

3 horses are there.

He notice the man that he supposed to bring alive or dead.

Jesse Mcdonald, 37. Killed 4 men, one boy.. And his mother.

One of them walk out of the camp and go take a piss.

"Ahahah.. This is funny." Says the one outlaw.

Samuel pick his knife. Slide in his back and cut his throat.

"What the- Urgh..!!"

He hold him to make the body lay down, slowly.

Samuel, pick something out of his pouch.

A bottle with some kind of dark liquid inside.

He remove the cap, place a piece of cloth in the hole.

"What are you doing HERE!?" Yells a man.

Samuel stop moving, and gently look up.

Nobody is facing him, so he look at the camp's direction.

"What are you.. A GOD DAMN CHEATER?!"

Two men start fighting at this moment.

Then, he take a lighter and flame his homemade molotov.

He check to see the best spot to make his throw.

As a group of four men are playing blackjack.

One is sleeping with his hat hiding his face.

Two other are still fighting there..

At this moment he throw the bottle.

*CRACK KRISSSSHHH!*

The four start panicking.

The fire burn them alive, and they run in all places.

Samuel hold his revolver.

Cock it, and wait for them to get out of here.

They all run and he shot the four one by one

in the head.

The two who were fighting hide behind the large boulders.

While the four who were in fire and now shot to death

still burning..

The both see him and start shooting.

"Show yourself you devil!" Yells the deep voiced guy.

Jesse stand up and pick his long range rifle.

They all wait for Samuel to move.

But he went behind some other boulders, climbed up on the pile

and go way up there.

They didn't see him.

He remove the empty the bullet casing carefully, put them in his pocket and load it

back.. And aim.

"Are you deaf out here!!" Yells the outlaw.

But he get shot right away, and the others as well.

Jesse try to move to aim up, as he was shot in the shoulder.

But Samuel shoot his hand, losing a finger.

Jesse: "YiaaAAAAHH AAAHH!"

He remain on the ground as Samuel go down and does a small jump

to step close to Jesse.

Jesse: "You son of a bitch!! I will kill ya!"

Samuel stop him from talking by shooting in his right eye.

Jesse drop on the dirt.

Dead and it's over.

Samuel put the revolver in the holster.

He loot the the dead bodies. Get some of

their bullets. The long range rifle and couple

of dollards..

The firecamp still lit.

A lizard roasting with some

hot soup waiting on there.

He grab the handle of the pot and put it on a rock.

After sipping and spit it out of disgust.

"Yuke.. Too much salt in that."

He go grab the lizard and get a bite.

The lizard was just on point.

He eat it all and drop the stick on the ground.

Get some rope, tie the now dead Jesse Mcdonald.

He got near the horses, they are hanging there.

2 are still a little stressed from the gun shots noises.

"Easy.. I am not gonna hurt ya."

The 2 of the 3 try to break free from their ropes..

Samuel freed two of them. The last one is a dark brown horse.

He look at Samuel with such serenity..

"I am gonna keep you for a moment.. Sorry."

Then he go pick up Jesse Mcdonald and put the corpse on the horse's back.

Prepare for the trip, packing everything and now he is good to go.

He ride in the night, leaving the dead outlaws at their final place to rest.

Chapter 4: A rest for the soul.

Somewhere in the dark desert, there is a bonfire with a man resting after a long battle from

the cruel world..

It's Wesley.. He seem to be in thoughs.

Alone, his head down. Watching the flames

light the darkness in his soul.

His horse being the only company he have.

Then, he hear an horse galloping at the distance.

Wesley look at his left..

Few seconds later.

The horse stop..

It is none other then Samuel Knight.

Wesley: "Hello..?"

Samuel: "Sorry to interrupt you.."

A silent keep them staring at each other.

Wesley: "I wasn't busy.. What do you want stranger?"

Samuel: "I just want to rest a bit.."

Wesley: "Sure.. You can stay. I don't own anything here anyway.."

Samuel: "Thank you sir."

Samuel jump down and go sit on a rock near Wesley.

His horse nod to the other horse out of respect.

Wesley: "You got some hunting going on, who's that?"

Samuel: "Jesse Mcdonald.."

Wesley: "Really.. You know that bastard?"

Samuel: "No, never met him in his living.."

Wesley: "And who are you..?"

They both present themselve.

Wesley: "How long you have been doing this..?"

Samuel: "Hum.. Couple years.. Maybe."

Wesley: "Maybe.."

Samuel: "What are you doing out there.. Alone. In the desert?"

Wesley: "Aahh.. I can't tell ya.. I don't know it myself actually."

He move, trying to adjust his sitting and sigh.

Samuel: "How is that.. What happened.."

Wesley: "Kid.. Just let me mourn, okay?"

Samuel hold his words, look down for a second.. And he feel as if he should stay put.

Wesley: "You and I.. We don't need to know each other very much."

Samuel keep what he thinks for himself and simply nod.

Wesley: "You are leaving at dawn."

Chapter 5: Heat of the West.

Samuel wake up before Wesley.

He saddle up and finaly leave.

Wesley remain on the ground, hat on his face. Barely look at the young man riding away.

While then, Arnold in his office is sipping hot black coffee frsh from the

pot. The major is reading a new bounty.. The rookie just arrived.

Malcom: "You are late Bert.. It's becoming an habit."

Bert: "I read too much of the laws yesterday!"

Malcom: "But you didn't not read the hour schedul.."

Arnold pick the new bounty.

"Josh Donakan.."

Samuel gallop in the town, Arnold walk outside calmly. Like if he expected Samuel to come back.

Samuel's horse stop close by the office outside.

Arnold: "Good to see you Samuel."

The sheriff doesn't look at Samuel, still reading the paper in his hands.

Samuel: "I got your man up here."

Arnold just nod.

Arnold: "Guys, get out of here! Now!"

Malcom, Bert and Walter move in his back.

Arnold: "Get the body of this damn criminal, will ya?"

Malcom: "Sure sir."

They got pick Jesse Mcdonald and the three drag him in the back of the office.

Arnold: "50 dollars for you."

The sheriff hand to Samuel the money.

Samuel notice the bounty while Arnold hands him the money.

Sam put it in his pocket in the vest he wear.

"Who's that one..?" Says Samuel.

Arnold: "Oh, this guy?"

The sheriff show the paper then read outloud as he walk left to right.

Arnold: "Alright lets see.. House robbery.. Heist, obviously.. Murder.. Lots of Murders.. Human trafficking.. Holding hostages.."

Samuel: "Give it to me."

Arnold stare at the man with an eye close because of the shine light from the sun.

Arnold: "And why will I do that..?"

Samuel: "Why not."

Arnold look around and smirk to him.

Arnold: "Alright.. It's yours."

He tend his hand with the bounty in it. Samuel pick it in a rush and fold it in his pocket.

Arnold: "Why don't you stay for awhile, Sam?"

Samuel: "To do what."

Arnold: "I dunno, maybe I feel like you are going in jail if you don't.."

Sam look at Arnold, feeling a bit insulted..

Samuel: "Fine.."

Arnold: "Thank you."

As Arnold walk back to his office, he stop.

Arnold: "Ah, I forgot.. How about I buy you a few drinks?"

Samuel: "Sure."

Arnold: "I know you were the right man to come in this town.. I feel like we are going to have it here."

Samuel doesn't say a word.

Arnold get in and yells at his men.

"Fellas! We are taking a break tonight!"

The men exclaims in unison, celebrating the future night.

But Sam feel weird about this.. As if he wanted to do something else then this.

His eyes looking grim.. No, way too dark to be happy about now.

-See you in part two-

I have a western story in mind.

It's gonna be one shot, need to pour my mind into it

and it will be very mature.

Big action and with a moral that is pretty western.

Will post it in my channel.

I hope I will do it well.

I plan to play wii sports this week-end.

Will go get that console out of the

closet and pop that game in.

I'm so in need of a good old stress

relief moment in my life.