Pitch (Culver) Black was a black smith turned shooter.
He was working late one night at his shop called the Auto body. One of his walls had a 16ft wooden rack that held metal bar irons. Next to his work table he had a wooden keg full of horse shoes. His fire was hot enough to melt a bar of iron just to soften it up so that he could hammer it flat.
He pounded away at the iron over his anvil until he had the right shape. It was perfect and just to the right shape and size that would fit his chest. He was making a suit of armor. He strapped it on under his shirt to see how it would feel.
Off in the distance about 20ft away was his homestead. His wife Amanda Culver usually is by his side in the shop but she wasnt feeling good so She was in bed waiting for Pitch. She finally fell asleep after an hours wait.
15ft away there were some men dressed as Indians lying on the ground watching Pitch and his Wife. These men also trained their horses to lay down with them.
They waited for the right moment to strike. Amandas lamp went off by her bedroom window.
The men got up and raced to the house with torches and lit the house in flames. Pitch took his eyes off his work to see the bright blaze outside like the sun came up. Amanda! He yelled as he grabbed for his 1851 colt navy revolver. He ran outside to see Indians hooting and yelling as they ran towards him.
Pitch drew his gun on one of the Indians and shot him between the eyes. Another Indian rode harder and faster to get to Pitch after seeing that his friend was shot. He was closing in on Pitch but he was so out of control every shot that the Indian fired missed. Pitch turned to face the out of control horse and then jumped out of the way. Pitch rolled on the ground to his knees and shot the Indian that was holding a bottle with the wick on fire. The horse reeled the dead Ingin into the shop window and he flew into the wooden rack. The rack broke and the Iron bars fell on top of him. He dropped the bottle and Pitchs shop lit on fire.
There was one more Indian left that was starting to feel antsy. He aimed his rifle at Pitches chest and fired. It knocked Pitch on his back and then He rode off.
Sun rise the next day
Blazing sun was beating down, dry desert, tumble weeds blowing in the hot wind. There was taste of dirt in Pitches mouth. A hawk flew circles over him belting out a scream Caw!
A fly buzzed his ear. He shooed it away. Pitch sits up with a mad look in his eyes. He screams out Amandas name as he gets up with a pain in his chest. He then takes off the iron armor that was baking from the hot sun and burns his fingers. His house is still smoldering. Everything is gone except half of his shop.
Pitch starts digging a hole in the ground for his Wife.
He looks around for the body of the Indian that he shot in the face.
He wants to take a look at his face to see what kind of a creature would interrupt his life and turn it upside down. I am just a black smith that didnt hurt anyone. You stepped on my soil and blew up my home. You took my love away from me. I am going to hunt your kind down until there is no more of you Demons! He didnt find the first one that he shot.
The second one was burnt. Serves you right thats what you get. The other one that left must have taken his dead friend away. He looked for tracks.
Some horse tracks were leading west. Pitch saw some blood on the trail. Pitch walked back to what was left of his shop. He took some iron out and made another chest plate. It wasnt as good as the first one convertible wise but it would do. Pitch was in a hurry. There wasnt any more time to waste. That demon was several hours away from him. Pitch knew that in the direction that the Indian was going there was a town. He might stop there first. He will need food and water for him and his horse.
Pitch gets what supplies that survived the fire and he takes off. He follows the trail to a fresh burial site. Pitch digs it up to see a white man with a bullet whole in-between the eyes dressed in Indian garb. What? He says in surprise. This man looks familiar to him.
Pitch had a job offer a week ago from a man named William Jenkins. William had problems with some Sioux Indians raiding his land or so he said.
There was one Indian named Black Coyote that kept stealing Williams food. He would paint pictures with cow patties on Wills barn doors that would suggest that he had mad cows. William, I will pay you to take out their tribe. Will says to Pitch. Pitch, I am not in that profession any more. I am a black smith now with a wife. Will turns to Frank the dead man that Pitch dug up. Will, Well I guess we will have to go with plan B.
Pitch comes back from his thoughts, So I guess this is plan B. Stupid plan, make me think that some Indians did this, So that I would take the job. Now, I am coming after you. I have nothing to go back to.
Pitch makes it to the small town of Pickferd. He enters the White Key Saloon. He walks past two gentlemen in their sixties. They are talking about a sky city and how unbelievable that could be. There is no way this could be possible. I feel safe here on the ground. Pitch also sees a big ugly brute playing cards. This big guy is bald and wears a brown jacket that covers up the secret gadgets that lay beneath it. Pitch can see that he has gadgets under his sleeves, but dares not to point them out, because he isnt there to fight him. He also notices something metallic under his jacket. He can read the words Auto body on the plate. Hm, he has metal armor, Pitch thinks to himself. Pitch takes a seat at the bar and gets a drink. He watches the brute take everyones money. The saloon doors swing open and a wiry fellow comes in. He is wearing all red with yellow pinstripes down the collars with a red cowboy hat. He is part of a group called the Cowboys. The Cowboys are a group of men that try to get rid of large cattle industries. Being put out of work by these industries they have been known to steel cattle from the large ranchers and re-brand the cattle to sell for their own. Charro Vaquero can hardly get by the way that it is losing his farm to these rich tycoons and now he is being cheated by this large man named Plunger. Charro takes out his knife and plants the tip into the table. He is showing that he means business trying to call out the Plungers bluffs.
Charros Uncle had a problem with a gambler before and told Charro that he put his knife on the table and the cheat got up and left in fear for his life also leaving the money on the table.
Plunger looks at the knife. Is this supposed to mean something? Because, I have heard of this tale before.
You are not the first mule to do this. Now before this gets ugly ... for you, you better just turn around and leave. Charro turns around like he is going to the door and then swings back drawing his gun, but Plunger was too fast for him. Plunger, If you cant draw first, dont draw at all. Plunger grabs the knife with the ivory handle, This will look good in my collection. Some one better clean this up! (A couple of guys grab Charros body and take him outside. Plunger looks at Pitch, You look new around here. Do care to lose? The only thing that I lose at is players. I keep running out of them. There is this one guy that keeps coming back. I think his name is Booger Dumbwitt or something. Pathetic creature he was bragging that he is going to war. Thinks hes a big guy. Oh well he makes me richer, but I might have to get rid of him soon if he doesnt pay up. Do you bring money? Pitch hesitates at first because he doesnt have money, but needs some. Yes.
Plunger, Then youre my kind of player!
Pitch has been sitting there long enough watching Plunger that he has learned some of his bluffs. He also knows that he will have to ante up before they play so Pitch took some of the tips that were on a table during the shooting in all of the chaos. Pitch plays one hand and wins. Plunger, Lucky punk, lets play again. Pitch, I would like to but I was just passing time. I was looking for William Jenkins and I dont want to keep him waiting. I need to find him before he gives a job away to someone else. You wouldnt know where he is do you? Plunger, If you play another round and win I will tell you. Pitch, I dont have time for games, how bout I pay you the money you lost, half now and half later. Plunger looks out the window and sees a posy of Cowboys coming which motivates Plunger to say, That sounds good to me when we do leave! They head off further West.
The Cowboys ride up to the saloon and rope off their horses. One of the Cowboys named Bob jokes about having a Indian in the group named Wolf. Bob, I cant believe Jack dragged and Indian in our group. We had to stop several times at the Oshiti shaka wind (he chuckles) or whatever it was that he said. Wolf, Ocheti Shakowin you little heyoka (clown) and they are sacred campfires of the Sioux. If I wasnt there you would have been scalped.
Billy, That Black Coyote coot was off in another world. He had too much fire water.
Sam, Did you see him ride backwards on his horse? The horses tail was wiping him in his face he nearly fell off a cliff when he fell off his horse. Black Coyote jumped back on his feet and fired his rifle and hit a snake that was in a tree. Billy, Yeah that darn snake fell on my head. Sam, You screamed like a girl. Wolf, Black Coyote called you (pointing to Billy) Prancing Butterfly.
Billy, Well shoot, I hate snakes!
Sam, That reminds me, Jack how much did you get for that rifle that you sold to Coyote?
Jack, Some fire water and nunya.
Sam, Whats nunya?
Jack, Nunya business now shut up! Wheres Charro? Billy, He said he would be at the White keys Saloon.
They enter the saloon and take their seats except for Wolf. He scouts the area and sees a large patch of dirt that appears as if someone or something was being dragged. Wolf has a good insight on these clues. Images appear to him easy like a bright light that highlights symbols for only his eyes to see. He sees blood trails leading to a shed. He finds his friend Charros body inside. Wolf runs back to the saloon. A man stops him at the door way. Old Man, We dont take your kind here. get out
Wolf, Get out of my way wasicho (white man).
Old Man, Plunger doesnt allow Ingins in his establishment. Wolf, I need to speak to this Plunger. A friend of mine is dead and I need to know who did it. Old Man, I dont know about your friend, but Plungers gone. Wolf, Sounds guilty to me. Hey Jack! Wolf yells to his leader thats inside. We need to go now! Jack gets up the rest of them are still sitting. Jack, mount up boys! Bob takes his last drink. Billy whines, We just got here. How come we always have to go when the Ingins running.
Sam and Bob get up. Bob looks at Billy. Bob," Come on kid lets go. Billy, Im a coming, but someday Ill be famous and I will go where I want to.
Meanwhile at William Jenkins Ranch at sunset. Plunger took Pitch there in a hurry. Plunger, Okay, Heres the place and Ill be taking my money now! Pitch, I need to make sure this is the place. Plunger, The sign behind us as we came in said Williams Ranch on it. Pitch, How do I know its the right place? This could be some other Williams place. You wait here let me knock on the door so that I can talk to him.
Up ahead on the roof tops stood a sentinel with a long range firing rifle with a scope. The scope shined in the sun and Plunger noticed. He grabbed Pitch before he got too far. Pitch, Get your meat hooks of me! Plunger, Calm down, you see that flicker o light on top of the ranch? Thats a scope and no doubt it is mounted on a rifle ready to blow off your head.
I dont think you are here for a meeting about a job. The way you look like you ready to take somebodies head off. Pitch, How do you know anything I may be just tired. Plunger, You look like you came out of a fight with a bullet hole in your shirt. Your head strong about something and are ready to march into a place without a plan. This is the place you want and before you get yourself killed I want my money.
Pitch, I know why you were so eager to take me here. I saw the Cowboys come in as we left. They will be looking for you for killing one of them. Plunger, Thats for me to worry about.
Pitch, You may be right about the ranch and me heading in there without a plan, but if you go back to town the Cowboys will be waiting for you. Since your here why not cover my back?
Plunger, Well it might be fun to rough up a rancher.
Plunger looks around thinking of ways for distraction. He sees a herd of cattle locked up in a pen. There are hey barrels in a wagon and some empty milk jugs up on a hill. Plunger, Pitch if you could let the cattle out and then wait for the ranchers to come out. I am going to give them a surprise and after you see it then you can go in. Pitch, We need to take out the sentinel on the roof. Plunger, Take him out after you free the cattle. Before we get started I need those milk jugs up on the hill and I need to fill them with manure. Pitch looks puzzled, but he goes and gets them. He then releases the cattle which gets the attention of the sentinel on the roof. The sentinel yells down a metal tube that leads into some rooms in the house. The cattle has been released, send in the ranch hands! Pitch takes aim at the sentinel and fires his gun and nails him. The shot echoes in the rooms below. Williams ears start to ring. William, I told you lumps that Pitch would find out about my plan and now Hes here! Patrick, How do you know that its him? William, Because only Pitch can shoot that good,
Some feet away
Wolf jumps off his horse to get a closer look at the ground. He picks up the dirt to feel the softness. He sees two sets of horse tracks. He looks up to the sky and says, Oh Nagi Tanka help me find the way to these thieves of life. He drops the dirt and the wind blows the dust in the direction that He will go.
His group is not that far behind him, because Wolf marks some trees pointing out the direction he is going.
Part 2 is on my blog.