The Mad Bounty Hunter of Remnant

Chapter 26: Another Day, Another Memory

"We finally made it. Welcome to Mistral." Qrow said as the cart dropped them off a few blocks outside the kingdom's walls.

"Better get your disguise kid- oof! What the hell!" Qrow yelled at he got suckered punched in the stomach.

"I ain't a kid damn it!" Hector yelled back before opening his luggage.

A few moments later...

"Alright let's go." Hector said as he walked out from behind a tree.

He was wearing his dark grey military pants with knee guards and his plain black coat and boots and his black chest armor piece with a black shirt underneath.

He decided to wear Deathslinger's hat well other than a trophy it was actually a nice hat. He also wore his arm bracers as he wasn't going in naked without any type of weapons.

Speaking of weapons he wore three knives. One on his left boot opposite to his air booster. Another on left side of his waist and another right below his right knee. Of course Deathslinger's revolver on his hip, overall he looked like someone from Vacuo coming in.
Finally he opted to use his secondary gas mask which he colored gray and black for intimidation purposes.

"I thought you said you knew how to be subtle?"

Qrow asked while trying to see under the black cowboy hat but really couldn't since he was tall and Hector was the opposite.

"I am, to everyone else I look like some gunslinger visiting from Vacuo. Plus, I was going to do some shopping. Kinda need some things from here." Hector replied.

"Shopping really? Didn't take you for the shopper type." Qrow said teasing him which Hector responded.

"You can never have too many weapons. If you do you can always hang them on the wall."

Qrow shook his head before following the bounty hunter towards the city.
Hector had to admit it was beautiful. Every kingdom was beautiful in it's own unique way for example Vale was overall pretty nice weather, green trees, sorta a spot one would consider if raising a family.

Atlas, despite the cold Hector could somewhat... enjoy a warm meal next to a scented candle while watching snowflakes fall from the night sky.

Vacuo with the cool nights, watching shattered moon as millions of stars were brightly glowing behind it.

Hector himself liked the Mediterranean architecture but Mistral was up there.

"Knowing your type you definitely know where to get a bandalier and some armor no?" Hector asked as they walked through the streets.
"I know a place. I would say it's pricey but for someone like you it shouldn't be a issue right?" Qrow replied.

"You know it."

A few minutes later...

Qrow was watching Hector as he shopped through:

Becker's Armor and Wear

Hector was looking at the bandalier that could attach itself to his belt holding his revolver. It had four punches followed by small holsters(if that's what its called) where one could put a bullet. Around twelve in total.

Grabbing it he then went to the armor section where there was armor that were placed on mannequins.
Some too big to the point only a Samoan could fit in it or too small like they were selling these to kids. However he did lay his eyes on a armor piece that could be on his left shoulder and one sleeker one on his right shoulder.

Taking the three things to the front he purchased them which was around five hundred Lien.

Putting it on his current outfit he had on Qrow said.

"I think you're the only guy I know who changes outfits when going to different kingdoms."

"Survive. Adapt. Overcome. That's a motto I live by." Hector replied before both walked down the busy streets.

It was sorta a homey feeling with houses, food stands, and people going about their day.

"Give me your fucken money!"

Grabbing Hector's and Qrow's attention they snapped their heads towards an alleyway where a man was beating on a elderly woman holding her groceries.

Qrow then suddenly noticed how still Hector was looking at them.

"Hey-" Qrow tried talking to him to see what's up but got shoved back before heading in their direction.

Hector was no means gonna kill him... but making sure he'd regret hurting an old lady.

"If you're going to do what I think you're gonna do, you're gonna make this trip to Vale more harder than it needs to be."

Qrow said before Hector shot back.
"If you don't wanna beat up a asshole then that's fine but I am."

Deep down he was right...

One minute later...

The thug who tried robbing the old lady was beaten to a pulp to say the least. Both eyes were swelled to the point it looked like a bunch of Rapier Wasps had stung his eyes exclusively and thrown into a nearby trashcan.

"Such wonderful young men you are." The old lady said which Qrow let out a light smile while Hector did everything in his power to try and not hug the living hell out of the woman.
He was standing beside Qrow but the loving feeling of his grandmother had always alluded him since her disappearance.

She then held Hector's hand and tapped it with another before saying.

"Don't ever stop being a good young man."

She then left the bounty hunter standing there... sad. It reminded him of his abuela, the only person to show compassion, the only person to love him.

But then... came anger. He remembered what happened after she disappeared. The beatings, the yellings, the gang that used him, then stabbed him in the back.

All of them.

Qrow looked at the bounty hunter mildy concerned as he just stood there as if remembering something. However before he could say anything he suddenly felt intense anger seemingly radiating off from him.

"Let's go."

Hector said marching off seemingly pissed off which left Qrow to the conclusion that the old lady triggered a memory from the Bounty Hunter's past.

Author's Note:

I would've posted yesterday but my phone straight up broke so I had to get a new one the same day.

Hope yall are having a good week so far!