Drake the Hunter pt2
Its 9:00 Pm on Tuesday and Drake Wolf, sheriff Johnson, and three deputies are making their way to the old abandon barn on the East side of town. The Pit Bull sheriff didn't really like working with bounty hunters, especially Drake wolf, but He couldn't turn down the offer of getting Merv in return for his help. Plus, Crogen was causing a good deal of trouble for his town and he would be glad to see him gone. As much as Sherriff Johnson hated to work with Drake, Drake despised it even more. He would rather work alone and not have to rely on an old dog of a sheriff. Still, He would need their help to capture Crogen.
"Lets get things straight" Sherriff Johnson started. "You follow my lead on this. You are in my town."
Drake looked back at him and said. "The deal was for you to help me. Not vice Versa. I would advise you not to get in my way"
"Are you threatening me?" Johnson asked.
"No" Drake answered. "I meant every word."
"You are a piece of work" Johnson said. "The only reason I am here is because of the information you provided."
"We have an understanding then" Drake answered.
They continued down thru the town when they heard a cry for help. It sounded like a young child so they went over to see what it was.
"What do you want?" The young fox girl asked.
"If you only knew" The Weasel answered.
The weasel grabbed the girl and pulled her close to him. He had a lustful look in his eyes. As he ran his fingers thru her hair, he reached down and started to remove her dress. Suddenly he cried out in pain.
Drake had fired an arrow into is shoulder.
"Son of a" The weasel said as he let loose of the girl.
Drake came walking in already loaded another arrow into his cross bow mounted on the back of his gauntlet. He pointed it right at the weasel's throat.
"Who are you" The weasel said.
"Silence!" Drake yelled as he backhanded the weasel with his gauntlet, sending flying back from the hit. Everything became fuzzy to the weasel do to the trauma. The hit to his head had made him sick to his stomach. He felt blood trickling down the side of his face.
"Sherriff Johnson" Drake called, "Please take this young girl away from here. I need to explain to this weasel how to treat children.
Sheriff Johnson wasn't too keen on taking orders from a bounty hunter but he knew better than to say anything to Drake as he was now.
'what is your Name little girl" Sheriff Johnson asked.
"Rebecca" She squeaked.
"Alright Rebecca, Come with me" he said, "You are safe now."
With that He and Rebecca left leaving Drake the weasel and the other deputies. Drake went and leaned over the dazed weasel. He grabbed the arrow lodged in the weasel's shoulder.
"I Deal with a lot of criminals in my work, but one thing I can't stand are those who prey on children." Drake said as he pressed the arrow further into their weasel's body."Scum like you doesn't deserve to live.
Drake began to twist the arrow, making the weasel moan in agony. The weasel was in such pain that he could not even speak.
Meanwhile, Sherriff Johnson walked Rebecca up the street when they heard a blood curtailing scream and then silence. Soon after they saw Drake Wolf with the deputies. Drake was wiping of the remnants of his rage from his deadly Iron Claw.
As Drake approached the sheriff and Rebecca he turned to the little girl. She hid behind Sherriff Johnson's leg afraid of the ominous looking wolf before her.
"Are you all right?" Drake asked, "I made sure the bad man there will never hurt you again. I am sorry if I scared you." Perhaps one of these nice deputies can take you home. Isn't that right Sherriff Johnson."
The Sherriff was bewildered in the sudden change in Drakes personality. He couldn't believe this was the same bounty hunter who, only seconds ago, took the life of another."
"Oh, yes, of course. Here, take Rebecca here home to her parents." Sherriff Johnson said pointing to one of the deputies."
As the deputy left with Rebecca and the rest continued on, Sherriff Johnson looked over to Drake and said. "You are a very hard person to understand. At one moment you cruel and cold, a ruthless hunter, but with that girl you were kind and warm. I don't get it."
"Why did you become a sheriff?" Drake asked.
"To protect people. To make my town a safe place to live." Sherriff Johnson answered."What about you? Why are you a bounty hunter?"
"To avenge the victims" Drake answered."Most criminal don't understand or care about the pain and anguish they cause. Therefore I make sure they feel that pain, that fear. I want them to suffer for the rest of their lives. I will not allow them to ever hurt anyone again."
With that they continued on towards the old barn.