Years after the gang had broken up, Javier Escuella had a bounty on his head, and John Marston was the man that was sent out for the job. He traveled all around Mexico, knowing that's where the man always said he would be at if he ever retired. Soon enough, he had found the man, and had gotten into a long chase with him. Now, they were cornered in an old and worn down church that hadn't been touched in years. John approached Javier slowly, and Javier had his hands up with a grin, yet still backed up and away until he was against the wall.

“You can't do this to a brother, can you? We were like family, you and me!”