"Who the hell are you guys?!"

The bounty hunter yelled and pointed his gun at us, I saw that both of them were shaking from fear, the man was powerless, his gun was empty and his friend had his guns barriel torn apart by Joy's knife.

"Just two men who were trying to rest for the night... Untill you two assholes interrupted our peace!"

I yelled to the men, Sheriff Joy took out two knives to throw or stab at them with, I signaled not to do anything yet.

"You and your pal are free to go if you give us the items you took from other people."

I said to the men, then they begun digging through their bags for anything valuable. They took out a few gold rings and necklaces.

"This is all we got!"

One of the men said and handed me the valuables, I gave them to Sheriff Joy for him to hold them for a second.

"How about your dead friends? They gotta have some too?"

I said to the men and took out my gun.

"W-We will go take a look."

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The men said and got up to search their dead friends bags for valuables, just in case I hit both of the men with the gun and shoved them to their friends. Sheriff Joy looked at me with a weirded out face.

"What? If you don't like free stuff, you can leave."

I said to Sheriff Joy, he was still staring at me. In a swift, he swung his knife next to my throat and held it there, after that I stood there waiting for him to do something.

"You know, I could get you thrown into a cell for what you're doing currently? Or for killing those bounty hunters?"

Sheriff Joy said to me and looked me dead in the eye, I took a deep breath.

"Joy, do you have any friends?"

I asked Sheriff Joy, he looked confused.

"...Yes? Does that matter?"

Sheriff Joy said, I could see him taking a stronger grip from the knife.

"Thats good, but are your friends like your family? Taking care of you like your parents?"

I asked Sheriff Joy again, I stood there calmly with the knife on my neck.

"A couple of them are like brothers to me, why so? Besides my parents took good care of me, so my friends didn't need to take care of me. "

Sheriff Joy asked me once again, this time his voice sounded a little more angrier.

"The people Im after are whats left for me. Everything else is gone, dead, or lost and you think Im afraid of your knife? Slitting my throat wouldn't give or reward you with anything worth your time."

I said to Sheriff Joy, he looked mad. He eventually took the knife off from my throat and put it back to it's sheath.

"Hold the stories for later, we have business to finish with those bastards, go on and finish the job."

Sheriff Joy told me, he turned away from me and headed back to the camp. I knew he was angry but I had to finish what I started. headed for the bounty hunters to threaten them so they would finish the job quickly, I was getting tired of this nonsense and unwanted events. I wanted to go to sleep and forget what happened today.