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On the Horizon chp. 3
Title: On the Horizon
Pairing: vam and some others
Summary: Ville and his friend Jonne are heading down to Nevada in the midst of the gold rush when they encounter the Haggard Boys
Disclaimer: if i owned anyone mentioned, i wouldnt waste time with fanfics
Previous chapters:
chapter 1
chapter 2
Chapter 3
Ville (POV)
You know, under other circumstances, this would be quite hysterical. The leader of the group, Bam, was fuming. His face instantly flushed red once he discovered that we were not women. Should I be offended by the assumption or just take it as a compliment? No matter though. At the moment I was more concerned with Jonne. He looked completely terrified. He had not stopped trembling since they had let his little head out of the bag. I want nothing more than to go over and comfort my sweet friend, but the furious outlaw pacing between us made it hard to reach him.
“How could you not know they were men!?” He shouts after a few moments of tense silence.
“We…I…there was a lot of smoke…and…and…besides Dico was the one who picked them out!” The little Raab pointed out.
“I don’t care who the hell picked them out. They have fucking penises!”
“Hey, calm down now. How were we supposed to know,” Novak asks calmly while running his fingers through Jonne’s hair.
Apparently the whole gender situation unfolding before us didn’t seem to bother him so much. Jonne looks at me with a pitiful look, silently pleading for me to help him. Poor Jonne. He is too innocent for all of this. I myself, was now used to these situations, considering I’ve gotten into trouble with worse kind. And yes, I have done some things I’m not proud of in order to pay off a debt. Not that I would ever tell Jonne about any of this.
“Well,” Dico speaks up. “In retrospect the tailored suits should have tipped us off.” Ah, so I guess he is supposed to be the ‘funny’ one of the group.
“Yeah, but the coach was so filled with smoke and we had them bound and gagged before we could get a good look,” Raab retaliated.
“Whatever!” Bam screamed. “It doesn’t matter now. Question is, what the hell we’re going to do with these he-she’s.”
Hey! Sitting right here. No need for name calling.
“Well, I guess we could just kill them if they’re not going to be any use to us.” Raab suggested.
“Drop them off in the middle of the wilderness, let the heat kill them?” Damned Novak.
“One problem with that asshole,” Bam answered. Gentleman my ass. “Town is only three miles away. They could get there and get Sheriff Dunn out here. I’ll be damned if I’m going to deal with him again.”
“Ok. So we just kill them here and bury the bodies later.” Raab pulled out his gun and pointed the barrel at my head. Now I was as much a wreak as Jonne. I’m not supposed to die like this. I was meant to die a wealthy old man in a large penthouse. Not tied up in the middle of a cave and shot by a man who wanted to fuck me not more than five minutes ago.
“Put that away!” Bam demanded. “Nobody is shooting anybody in here.”
“I’ve got it!” Dico, who had remained silent up until now, shouted. “Who says that these boys are completely worthless?”
“What do you mean?” Bam questioned. I’m quite curious to the answer of that as well.
“What I mean is, we all thought they were women right?” They all murmured in agreement. “Well I say that we put them in a dress, slap some makeup on them, and sell them to he highest bidder.”
An awkward silence filled the room. I just sit there with my eyes wide. Had he just said that he was going to try to sell us?
“Bam’s right, you are a fucking idiot.” Raab said.
“I’m serious. One of us could go down to Mexico, find someone willing to pay a bundle, bring ’em back, and trade the money for the ‘girls’. After that, what they find is their problem.”
“Yeah, but what happens when they find out that they were ripped off and come looking for us?” Novak asked.
“We won’t bring them here you idiot. We’ll meet them somewhere midway, keep them gagged, and by the time they find their little surprise we’ll be long gone.”
“Dico. That may have been the most brilliant idea you have ever had,” Bam says. He can’t be serious.
“So we’re actually going to do this,” Raab asks.
“Hell yes,” Bam answers. “In fact, Raab, you’re going to be the one to collect the lucky buyers.”
“Me! Why the fuck do I have to go? It was Dico’s idea.”
“Because I said so. End of discussion!”
“Alright,” Raab gave in. “But until then, what do we do with them till then?”
They all look over at us as if they just now noticed our presence. Except for Novak, who seems to be very interested in Jonne’s silky blonde hair.
“Just tie them up somewhere in the back. We’ll take them down to the whorehouse tomorrow to get them some clothes and makeup.” Bam orders.
Novak pulls Jonne up by the rope bound around his wrists and drags him over to me. He lifts me up and begins to pull us away. I give a few annoyed grunts and Jonne is saying something but I cant make anything out due to the rope in his mouth.
“I think they’re trying to say something,” Dico laughs.
Bam smiled and walked over to us. He pulled the ropes out of our mouths to allow us to speak. I stretch my jaw out a bit and lick my lips to un chap them.
“Well, you boys got something to say or not?” Bam laughs.
“P…please don’t do this to us.” Jonne begs. The fear and sadness in his voice breaks my heart. Bam just laughs at his plea.
I give him an evil stare as he waits for me to start begging. I try to remain calm and keep my eyes focused on his. For a dangerous outlaw, he had beautiful eyes. A wonderful sapphire color, that seemed to show kindness.
“You don’t expect us to actually go along with this.” I try to say it as threatening as I can but unfortunately it came out in a little squeak.
“Oh, of course you are sweetheart. Otherwise your facing a bullet in that pretty little face of yours.” He replaced the ropes in our mouths and started to drag us into the darkness of the cave. Fucking deserts.
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damn i'm on a roll with this story. anyway, comments are love
Pairing: vam and some others
Summary: Ville and his friend Jonne are heading down to Nevada in the midst of the gold rush when they encounter the Haggard Boys
Disclaimer: if i owned anyone mentioned, i wouldnt waste time with fanfics
Previous chapters:
chapter 1
chapter 2
Chapter 3
Ville (POV)
You know, under other circumstances, this would be quite hysterical. The leader of the group, Bam, was fuming. His face instantly flushed red once he discovered that we were not women. Should I be offended by the assumption or just take it as a compliment? No matter though. At the moment I was more concerned with Jonne. He looked completely terrified. He had not stopped trembling since they had let his little head out of the bag. I want nothing more than to go over and comfort my sweet friend, but the furious outlaw pacing between us made it hard to reach him.
“How could you not know they were men!?” He shouts after a few moments of tense silence.
“We…I…there was a lot of smoke…and…and…besides Dico was the one who picked them out!” The little Raab pointed out.
“I don’t care who the hell picked them out. They have fucking penises!”
“Hey, calm down now. How were we supposed to know,” Novak asks calmly while running his fingers through Jonne’s hair.
Apparently the whole gender situation unfolding before us didn’t seem to bother him so much. Jonne looks at me with a pitiful look, silently pleading for me to help him. Poor Jonne. He is too innocent for all of this. I myself, was now used to these situations, considering I’ve gotten into trouble with worse kind. And yes, I have done some things I’m not proud of in order to pay off a debt. Not that I would ever tell Jonne about any of this.
“Well,” Dico speaks up. “In retrospect the tailored suits should have tipped us off.” Ah, so I guess he is supposed to be the ‘funny’ one of the group.
“Yeah, but the coach was so filled with smoke and we had them bound and gagged before we could get a good look,” Raab retaliated.
“Whatever!” Bam screamed. “It doesn’t matter now. Question is, what the hell we’re going to do with these he-she’s.”
Hey! Sitting right here. No need for name calling.
“Well, I guess we could just kill them if they’re not going to be any use to us.” Raab suggested.
“Drop them off in the middle of the wilderness, let the heat kill them?” Damned Novak.
“One problem with that asshole,” Bam answered. Gentleman my ass. “Town is only three miles away. They could get there and get Sheriff Dunn out here. I’ll be damned if I’m going to deal with him again.”
“Ok. So we just kill them here and bury the bodies later.” Raab pulled out his gun and pointed the barrel at my head. Now I was as much a wreak as Jonne. I’m not supposed to die like this. I was meant to die a wealthy old man in a large penthouse. Not tied up in the middle of a cave and shot by a man who wanted to fuck me not more than five minutes ago.
“Put that away!” Bam demanded. “Nobody is shooting anybody in here.”
“I’ve got it!” Dico, who had remained silent up until now, shouted. “Who says that these boys are completely worthless?”
“What do you mean?” Bam questioned. I’m quite curious to the answer of that as well.
“What I mean is, we all thought they were women right?” They all murmured in agreement. “Well I say that we put them in a dress, slap some makeup on them, and sell them to he highest bidder.”
An awkward silence filled the room. I just sit there with my eyes wide. Had he just said that he was going to try to sell us?
“Bam’s right, you are a fucking idiot.” Raab said.
“I’m serious. One of us could go down to Mexico, find someone willing to pay a bundle, bring ’em back, and trade the money for the ‘girls’. After that, what they find is their problem.”
“Yeah, but what happens when they find out that they were ripped off and come looking for us?” Novak asked.
“We won’t bring them here you idiot. We’ll meet them somewhere midway, keep them gagged, and by the time they find their little surprise we’ll be long gone.”
“Dico. That may have been the most brilliant idea you have ever had,” Bam says. He can’t be serious.
“So we’re actually going to do this,” Raab asks.
“Hell yes,” Bam answers. “In fact, Raab, you’re going to be the one to collect the lucky buyers.”
“Me! Why the fuck do I have to go? It was Dico’s idea.”
“Because I said so. End of discussion!”
“Alright,” Raab gave in. “But until then, what do we do with them till then?”
They all look over at us as if they just now noticed our presence. Except for Novak, who seems to be very interested in Jonne’s silky blonde hair.
“Just tie them up somewhere in the back. We’ll take them down to the whorehouse tomorrow to get them some clothes and makeup.” Bam orders.
Novak pulls Jonne up by the rope bound around his wrists and drags him over to me. He lifts me up and begins to pull us away. I give a few annoyed grunts and Jonne is saying something but I cant make anything out due to the rope in his mouth.
“I think they’re trying to say something,” Dico laughs.
Bam smiled and walked over to us. He pulled the ropes out of our mouths to allow us to speak. I stretch my jaw out a bit and lick my lips to un chap them.
“Well, you boys got something to say or not?” Bam laughs.
“P…please don’t do this to us.” Jonne begs. The fear and sadness in his voice breaks my heart. Bam just laughs at his plea.
I give him an evil stare as he waits for me to start begging. I try to remain calm and keep my eyes focused on his. For a dangerous outlaw, he had beautiful eyes. A wonderful sapphire color, that seemed to show kindness.
“You don’t expect us to actually go along with this.” I try to say it as threatening as I can but unfortunately it came out in a little squeak.
“Oh, of course you are sweetheart. Otherwise your facing a bullet in that pretty little face of yours.” He replaced the ropes in our mouths and started to drag us into the darkness of the cave. Fucking deserts.
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damn i'm on a roll with this story. anyway, comments are love