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the marshal

by Jake crosby

Chapter 1: not in Kansas

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not in Kansas

It was a sunny day out in the town of blackwater. Jessie McCree was getting ready to start his day. One of only 7 U.S. marshals in the state. Jessie was a hard worker. After helping to apprehend the serial killer Brodus Anderson Jessie was given a whole week off. "

So Jessie where are you going with so much hardware" asked Jessie's partner Jake.

"I'm going to do some off roading and shooting" replied Jessie.

"Well I hope you have fun" Jake said.

"Don't worry I will" replied Jessie.

Jessie sat on his 1936 Harley Davidson knucklehead racer motorcycle and started it. Jessie revved the engine a few time's before taking off. Jessie looked back to see jake waving goodbye to him.

" This is going to be a great vacation". Jessie thought to himself. little did he know he might never see his friends again.

As Jessie rode through the twisting path that was the old black river flume he couldn't help but feal like something was off. Soon Jessie saw the hardest part of driving this trail the old flume tunnel.

"Hear we go" Jessie said to himself.

Jessie shifted his bike into gear 4 and hit the gas. The engine roared with power as his speed increased from 55 mph all the way to 85 mph. As Jessie drove into the tunnel he failed to notice the weird outline of light at the entrance. Jessie flew through the tunnel hitting 102 mph. Jessie gave a mighty yee haw as he left the tunnel. Jessie drove for about 4 hours. suddenly Jessie hit the brakes coming to a complete stop in 20 feet. what in Sam wan, Jessie said as he stared at what he saw. in front of Jessie was a line of tree's on a hill and down the hill was a town.

Jessie stared at the town and it's inhabitance. Jessie could not believe his eyes. In front of him he saw what looked like pony/human hybrids.

"That's impossible" Jessie said.

Jessie shifted his bike in to first gear a headed for where the tunnel was.. Jessie drove for what felt like hours as he raced his bike at speeds of up to 150mph. Jessie drove hoping to find the tunnel. but to no avail. Jessie stopped and decided to make camp for the night. As jessie got in his sleeping bag he thought to himself,

"where am I". as Jesse fell asleep h said to himself " well I'm not in Kansas".


Author's Note

the weapons Jessie has are as fallows

1 Winchester 45-110 lever action repeating rifle
1 10 gauge long double barrel shotgun
2 45 colt peacemakers
2 smith and Wesson 460 revolvers
1 50 -140 buffalo sharps rifle
1 bolt action 577 tyrannosaur rifle

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