this story takes place in the red dead redemption games and begins with the second one
I love these two games so why not make a fanfic of it?
it starts off in the blizzard when Javier and Arthur are searching for John and they come across a starving...
"Alright Joe, you and Cleet go on now, I'll head back and tell the gang my little lie"
(Y/N) faintly heard Micah's voice before she fully blacked out, she was shot in the side and then in the shoulder, blood all over her shirt and slowly pooling around her
...
It had been hours and a vulture flapped down and gave her nose a peck
Pain stabbed through (Y/N)'s face and she jerked back to consciousness. She waved her arms around and the vulture frantically flew away, smacking a wing into her face
(Y/N) dropped down onto her back and groaned, her side and shoulder hurt immensely and she felt really lightheaded
I gotta get back to camp...
She rolled over and tried to lift herself up, pain seared through her injured shoulder which made her drop the arm with the injured shoulder, the other one was on the same side as her side wound and the pain quickly traveled down so she dropped that arm as well
She glanced around and saw piles of dead bodies, but no sign of Micah or either of their horses
The least he could do was take me back to camp, unless something made him have to leave me here...
She thought, unaware of the truth. She had no idea of how Micah had run into his old friends Joe and Cleet, and they planned this all, Cleet had shot her side and Joe had shot her shoulder to make sure she'd stay down, then Micah and them separated and Micah returned to camp pretending to be wounded and upset, saying that (Y/N) was shot and died.
Javier was udderly heartbroken and no matter how hard the others tried to comfort him, he just pushed them away, isolating himself from his family
...
(Y/N) slowly opened her eyes, surprised that she had passed out yet again. She clenched her teeth and sat up, shakily rising herself to her feet. She pulled off the Jacket of one member and tied it around her stomach, then she ripped off his shirt and tied it over her shoulder, wearing it like a satchel.
She tapped her wounds to make sure that she had them wrapped well, she then raised her fingers to her lips and gave a long whistle
She waited and waited but after ten minutes she realised Micah had taken her beloved horse back to camp and there was no way Smoke could hear that from horseshoe overlook.
She glanced around and felt around her waist
Great, that bastard took my guns as well, he took everything besides me, how come?
She grumbled herself and tried to loot some of the people, nothing, Micah had already done that. She glanced around and then spotted one man, something shiny was on his chest and she slipped over, pulling up a watch. She gave a weak smile, dried blood going from her lip to her chin
"Seems like old Micah forgot to loot someone" she remarked to herself
She pulled of the man's belt and slipped it over herself, adjusting it and then grabbing his pistols and hollistering them.
She pulled off his worn out tan poncho and slipped it over herself before slipping his carbine repeater over her shoulder
She placed a dirty cowboy hat ontop of her head and began to limp away from the house, noticing how she had injured her ankle while tripping over the log when coming face to face with Cleet
...
After walking for a painful hour, (Y/N) discovered large dirt road and she stood beside it, glancing around in search of someone traveling.
Suddenly she spot a man riding a horse and she quickly leapt onto the road
"Hey mister! Please could you help me! I was out and I happened to get lost, something spooked my horse and it ran off, could you please give me a ride back home?"
She smiled as the man gave a nod and held out a hand, she stepped over to the side and let him help her up, wincing as the pain in her shoulder began to burn
"I live over in Valentine" she said, pointing behind them.
The man nodded and turned his horse around and began to trot towards Valentine, but as soon as she saw no one in sight she quickly shoved him to the side and shifted forwards, grabbing the reins and giving the horse a kick
The man gave a shout but her and her newly stolen horse made it away.
Once she was far away from him she slowed down and glanced down at the horse
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Damn looks like I stole the right horse
She thought, giving the horse a pat on the neck
"Rekon I'll call you wanderer, since I've been wandering until I came across you"
She gave wanderer a light kick and they began to continue down the path until they neared horseshoe overlook
She turned onto a path and looked anxiously around
No ones on guard duty... weird...
Suddenly she turned her head and her heart seemed to stop, she slid off of Wanderer and stumbled into the empty area. A few crates, wheels, cloths, cans, and logs remained, and the gang was no where to be found
She dropped to her knees and felt a tear slip down her face "n-no... they left... and now I might never find them..." she choked out, feeling her eyes swell up with water
She felt something touch her head and she glanced up to see Wanderer gently nudging her
She stood up and immidantly whipped aroud and hugged his neck, crying into him as if he were another person
Wanderer stood still, lowering his head and resting it on her head, making sure to not put too much weight on her
"Oh Wanderer... what are we going to do now..."
A/N SoI was going through my clips and getting all my screen shots when Ifound this one of Arthur and JUST LOOK HOW PRECIOUS HE IS LIKE HOLY SHIT 😭💕💕 Also thank you all so much for all the positive comments, I cant belive this has over 4k reads, you all mean so much to me and i wouldn't be here without any of you 🤠💖💖
