Life as an outlaw isn’t an easy task. It is no longer an option either, not when you’re being hunted down by the law, bounty hunters or other gangs; not caring if they have you dead or alive as long as they have captured you and have taken away every ounce of freedom even if they pry it from your cold, lifeless body.

Destroying the hope and the people of those who didn't follow the rules of the normalized society along the way was something one could come across on almost a daily basis.

The law has been trying to force anyone and everyone to follow the constitution by threatening or even chasing down those who refused; hence why you were now hiding away from the world – way outnumbered to consider taking the lawmen on with only Javier by your side.

You were sat behind one of the plenty rocks around the river, careful so the water wouldn't touch you as you heard the voices of multiple people searching for both of you so they could earn their expenses by capturing you.

“Stay here, I'll cause a distraction.” Javier muttered as he began standing up, careful not to blow your cover. He was aware of the possible outcomes – and how bad his idea could go – yet he wanted you to get out of here alive.