I didn't start out as an outlaw far from it. I was just a young boy just like other boys in Silver city. Yes I did steel stuff to survive and stay alive. After my mother died from tuberculosis and my stepfather William Antrum had left me on the street to fend for myself.
When I came to Lincoln County I was taken in by John Tunstall he taught me that you need more than just to know how to use a gun to survive. He was like a father to me.
Then he was murdered right before my eyes. I vowed that I would make his killers pay for murdering him.
I had kept my promise to Mr Tunstall. Sadly after that I became the legendary outlaw that people knows today. This isn't about this modern time and world.
This is about my past in the old west. Truly miss the past the old west so much. I am and was a running gun.
This are me as I am known in this modern time and world a legendary outlaw and a running gun. Yes even my portrait shows me as an legendary outlaw and a running gun.
I was hunted by Pat Garrett and I was also hunted by bounty hunters they wanted to catch or kill me so they could collect the money for me. I had a price on my head for the crimes that I had done.
Well nothing has changed I am still being hunted but in place of being hunted by Pat Garrett and the bounty hunters I am being hunted by doctors and scientists so they can do experiments on me.
Not even in this modern time and world I will never stop running or being a running gun.
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I was shot down by Pat Garrett in 1881 and I come back to life in 2023
Fanfictionthis story tells about how I was shot down by Pat Garrett and I died on July 14th 1881. but through a marcle I come back to life in 2023. and get use to things being very different