Authors: Cojacker Verdi
W
eek passed. Mayor Jacobson finally got a letter from the governor, and they would pick Robert Donner up right away. Everybody in town heard the good news and was glad that justice was helping each and every one of them. But by now Thomas “The Killer” has heard what happened, and he’s going to get even one way or the other.
Every day for the past week, Thomas looked through Cold Creek to see when they were moving Robert so he could save him from being hung to death by the government. Thomas wanted revenge on those Indians for trying to take him and his gang on, and he knew right away that Desert Fox was getting the last laugh. But soon Thomas would get the last laugh.
It’s Friday by now, and Thomas is waiting for them to take Robert out of the jail cell. At high noon it happened, so he gang got ready. There’s about ten Texas Rangers taking him to another state to face the judge for all his murders, and Thomas and the gang are ready to follow them for a good old-fashioned hung.
Ten miles north of Cold Creek, Thomas and the gang are right behind the Rangers. Then as fast as they can, Thomas and his gang are right behind them, and they don’t even notices them. All of them got out their guns and started to shoot at them in cold blood, and in less than a second the Rangers were on the ground bleeding to death, but there was no one to help them at all.
“Thanks, guys. I don’t know what I’ll do without you guys,” said Robert.
“Don’t worry about it. Now let’s get out of there and leave these Texas Rangers to die,” said Thomas.
“All right, let’s get out of here,” said Robert.
Frank untied Robert and took all of the Rangers’ guns for some extra bullets for any kind of showdown. Robert is glad that he’s still a free man and won’t have to worry about getting hanged on any rope for a very long time. Right now all of them are getting back to Cold Creek without any trouble.
Thomas sure is wishing to see on the looks on the faces of everybody in town when they see what he ahs done to save one of his gang-murdering all those innocent Texas Rangers. Sooner or later, all of them will find out and give the message to Desert Fox that he’s coming after him to kill him.
Right now back at Cold Creek, everybody is safe and sound, thinking they may go outside to have a little fun for a change. But they’re not getting their hopes up knowing that Thomas “The Killer” is out here planning to do God knows what to them. It’s nighttime, so everybody is sound asleep knowing that they might get up in the middle of the night with a shooting.
It’s eleven o’clock at night when without any warning there’s a shooting all over town and through the windows. Everybody got up, scared half to death. When al of them got near their broken windows, they got a surprise bigger than any surprise they have ever had in their life.
All of them saw Robert Donner escaped from those Texas Rangers. Most likely the gang killed each and every one of them. It was like those gangsters had no souls inside of them. Every man, woman, and child stayed low so none of them could get injured, or much worse, get killed.
Everybody saw what happened, even D.H. It’s best to stay indoors for tonight, and tomorrow D.H. is going to warn Desert Fox that Thomas’s gang helped Robert to escape those Texas Rangers. After a few minutes passed, all of those gangsters left Cold Creek. But they will be back for sure, and this time it’s personal.
Morning came. Almost everybody got up late since there was a shooting last night. The only person that didn’t sleep was D.H. After last night’s shooting, nobody is crazy enough to come outside. D.H. has to wait for a message from Desert Fox to meet him tonight to tell him what happened.
Out of nowhere an arrow with a note around it came through the side of the back window, and it’s from Desert Fox for sure. D.H. is really wishing that there was a easier way to get a hold of Desert Fox. The note said:
“I know about the Texas Rangers. My people have found the bodies and given them a good funeral. Me and my people are getting to the bottom of this, so you’ve got nothing to worry about. You are being watched around the clock, so no one will hurt you in any way. I’ll keep you informed of what’s going on. From Desert Fox.”
The first two words that came out of D.H.’s mouth were, “Thank God.” At least those Texas Rangers died proudly on their jobs, doing the right thing all the time. But he felt bad about their families. D.H. is glad that his good friend is protecting him, because he really needs some help right now. The last thing he wants in these hard times is surprises and a bullet right through him.
Nighttime came. D.H. really needs some fresh air, since he was indoors all day. He needs a walk in a good fresh air, and at the same time he’s being watched by his good friend Desert Fox. Little does D.H. know that somebody is following him. But then D.H. heard something right behind him, and he turned around to see who it was.
What a surprise he had. It’s Thomas “The Killer” with a gun out ready to shoot him. But D.H. isn’t afraid of him or his men, who aren’t around. It’s just him. For a minute or two they both looked at each other but they didn’t move a muscle. So far, both of them don’t what to believe.
“All right, we are both alone out here. I’ve go this to ask you. What are you going to do? Kill me, or what?” said D.H.
“You are a brave man for coming out in the middle of the night without any worries. I like that, but I’ve got to ask you. Why aren’t you afraid? Usually I know when somebody is afraid or not, and you’re not afraid,” said Thomas.
“Boy, would you like to know,” said D.H.
“What is that supposed to mean?” said Thomas.
“I’m protected by the Indians around here in Cold Creek, and right about now there’s a Indian across the street with a loaded gun, ready to shoot you to death if you don’t leave,” said D.H.
“So you must be the one that Desert Fox is getting all of the help from. I should’ve known that he might have some help on this,” said Thomas.
“Pretty much, Thomas,” said D.H.
“I’m leaving tonight. You are a very lucky rabbit that I’m not hunting you down at all. I don’t know how lucky can one person can be,” said Thomas.
Thomas put down his gun and took off into the night without any trace. D.H. is very lucky that he’s being watched and protected by the Indians. So far, D.H. has very lucky that he has had a friend to help him out. By now the Indians left that was watching D.H. and another Indian came. But the one that left told Desert Fox, and he was glad that his good friend wasn’t dead from that monster.
On the ride to the hideout, Thomas has been doing some thinking. The best way to get through to Desert Fox is killing one of his friends or family, like he did before to get to him. The question is, where are they hiding? That’s the problem. Nobody knows where those Indians are hiding out. Nobody in town knows that there are Indians around this land.
Thomas isn’t worried. If he finds one, he will personally shoot one. That will get through to Desert Fox in a way he can’t imagine in his head. Right now, it’s getting pretty late and Thomas is really needing some rest because he had a long day. But he’s hoping that tomorrow he can shoot an Indian like all could-blooded killers.
Morning came. Thomas got up pretty early to watch the sun come up. This is really strange for somebody like Thomas, but he’s watching the sun coming up. So far, Thomas has a feeling that it’s going to be his day for shooting on Indian to make a point to Desert Fox and everybody in Cold Creek, and even Desert Fox’s friend D.H.
The rest of the men woke up a little later without any trouble. All of them saw Thomas was up, and he told them to spread out to look for any Indians. He told them to bring him here alive. He will personally hill him and take him to Cold Creek to make a point to everybody down there. Nobody said a word. They all were willing to do it, but a the same time they though to themselves that he was crazy or something. But nobody said a word.
After a few hours passed, they finally found a Indian and kidnapped him and brought him to the area where they were hanging out. The Indian was a good friend of Desert Fox. When he saw Thomas look through him, he wasn’t surprised or anything. Right away, Thomas knows that Desert Fox told him so much about him that he’s willing to die for his people to help Desert Fox and D.H.
Thomas reached for his gun and pointed it at the Indian. In less than a second, without caring, Thomas shot him in cold blood, and the Indian died in less than a second. Frank and Robert picked up the Indian and put him on top of the Thomas’s horse and rode all the way to Cold Creek alone. Everybody in Cold Creek will get a big surprise with what they are going to see.
They made it to Cold Creek. Thomas got everybody to notices him by shooting a few bullets, and everybody saw him through their windows. All of them were wondering what he was doing with a Indian on top of his horse, but pretty soon they were going to get an answer, and it was going to be a horrible one.
“People of Cold Creek, this is an Indian I shot in cold blood, and pretty soon I will continue killing more Indians here in Cold Creek, where you never though you would see one. The only way can stop me and my gang is to kill me, but no one will ever be brave enough to do that. SO remember, I’m here to stay,” said Thomas.
Thomas dropped the Indian down from his horse and rode away as fast as he could, and everybody knew that he was serious. Thomas will kill again until somebody kills him. D.H. will have a hard time explaining what he saw to Desert Fox, but somehow he’ll find out, with or without D.H. telling him what he saw a second ago.
Meanwhile, he was back at the Indian area where Desert Fox was waiting for his good friend to come back. He has been away for a long time, and Desert Fox is hoping that he’s all right. It’s best to go out and look for him, hoping nothing bad has happened to him. The sun is coming down and Desert Fox still hasn’t seen his friend. So the best thing to do is to go out and look for him, hoping that Thomas didn’t do anything bad to him.
Desert Fox looked everywhere that most of the Indians were hanging out, but not too far. But then he notices D.H. coming to the area where they usually meet. To him this is very strange but must be important. D.H. is glad to see Desert Fox. Desert Fox is wondering why D.H. is here. But from the look on D.H.’s face, it’s bad news, the kind that you just don’t want to hear.
“Why are you here? I didn’t send for you. Something tells me you’ve got bad news for me,” said Desert Fox.
“Yes I do. I’m so sorry, my old friend, but I thought that I was best to hear this from me before you find out from that cold-blooded animal. Thomas killed one of your people in cold blood right in front of everybody in Cold Creek. I’m so sorry,” said D.H.
Desert Fox got down on both knees. This was one of those things that you just don’t want to hear, but it just happened. Desert Fox is going to have a hard time explaining this to his people, that one of their own is dead. But he has no choice but to tell them. It’s better than finding out the hard way.
“I need you to come with me, my old friend,” said Desert Fox.
“All right, I’ll come with you,” said D.H.
D.H. didn’t say a word all to the way to the Indian area, because he felt so bad about what had happened. Desert Fox felt like he lost his family all over again. When they made it to the area, all of the Indians were surprised to see somebody else beside their own kind. But if there was a reason why Desert Fox brought him here, they would welcome their new friend.
Desert Fox told them in his own language what had happened to one of their own, and all of them were heartbroken, feeling like they were going to die. But it was best to know then, than to find out the hard way by never seeing him again. Also, Desert Fox told them that he and his friend D.H. would take care of this and avenge his death for his people and family, no matter what. He promised them.
D.H. didn’t say a word, but he understood how everybody felt about this. But he was glad that Desert Fox told him what he had said to his people also, fighting the good fight to capture that monster Thomas “The Killer.” D.H. thanked him for that.
Right then D.H. returned home to let his friend go though this hard time and somehow work on this problem with Thomas “The Killer.” Both of them had been through enough today, watching that poor innocent Indian die from that cold-blooded monster.
During the ride back to Cold Creek, D.H. was hoping that the one of them would get an idea of how to fight off those gangsters. When D.H. saw that poor boy died from that monster, this is personal because it will come back and hunt him in the future if he doesn’t take him down. The thing was that D.H. did promise Desert Fox that he would take care of Thomas, and that was what he would do when they got him cornered for good.
D
.H. was very proud to meet al those Indians in that area, and he was still surprised that they kept themselves secret for so many years since America was born. The main thing D.H. wants to know is how they kept secret for so many years. That’s what he wants to know. And D.H. had to admit that they were nice people. He’ll get that answer later, but right now he had a bigger problem in hand, and that problem is that gangster Thomas “The Killer.”
Thomas could be anywhere. D.H. and Desert Fox don’t know where to begin. This person really knows how to hide from the law. No wonder he hasn’t been captured. There are even more problems here in Cold Creek. Everybody is scared half to death to go outside, even to check on the mail at the post office. This something that D.H. and Desert Fox have to take care of, and fast, before somebody gets killed.