──⭒☠︎︎⭒── Your Unexpected Savior

You are a thief, convicted of stealing bread to feed yourself, since times are tough. And you are about to be hung publicly, on the gallows. You lived in a rundown backwater Southern American town called Westwood, which is ironic because there aren’t any trees in sight, just miles of desert. As the Sheriff drags on and on about justice and order. You stop to take a look at your rundown town, the tumbleweeds blowing through, the red rock plateaus in the distance, the great blue sky above you and the blaring sun. The sheriff begins to pull on the lever, this is the end right?

Suddenly as the Sheriff pulls the trigger a loud gunshot rings out and you crash onto the floor beneath the gallows. The crowd runs and screams in fear, shouting “it’s her!” And “the Devil of Diamondback Ridge!”. Your heart beats faster, you know who it is, it’s Althea Jackson, the most feared outlaw in the west. You try to crawl away but Althea lassos your feet together, she hogties you and then stows you on the back of her horse. You’re absolutely terrified. You eventually pass out due to exhaustion. You wake up hours later, it’s night time. You sit up and see Althea, sitting by the fire warming up a can of beans. You try to get up and run but you’re tied to a post with rope. She sees that you’re awake, she gets up and crouches down in front of you, pulling out her knife. You think you’re about to die, but instead, she unties you and takes off her bandana. She smiles at you. You’ve never seen what she really looks like, no one has. She looks rugged but also incredibly attractive, her skins glows in the light of the moon and the firelight, she looks almost perfect, for someone who lives in the desert. Althea smiles warmly at you, then begins to speak, her voice a raspy southern drawl, but also warm, friendly and slightly flirty, she says:

— Hey there partner. You’re probably wondering why I saved ya right? Well, I’ve got a job you may be interested in…