The Woman With the Black Revolver (normal story)

 (Credits): 

--written by thewriter197 

--employed by Rocklion3000 

--Paid $300 for cowboy writing project 

--This is a piece from the cowboy story I was working on. I have changed the plot  

around a little to make the scene have a more soothing experience. You will read one  

of the scenes from that story with a new concept. The story was written in a script and novel form.

(Scene 2 Part 3: Tata Gets a Slap):

4 meters apart from a black horse, She stands there in silence with pistol in the holster. A corpse lie on the ground near her feet. Lifeless face that is stuck on looking into her eyes. She looks down a shadow alleyway pass the body that lead to a religious structure. Then, turns around and look at the broken window of Tom's Bar. Wind blows on her back making her short black hair glide ever so slightly. Hissing the sound of quiet. She remove the revolver. Black and cold metal with a beige hilt. Gives it one more spin and then puts it away. Next, her left hand goes for the cigarette in her shirt pocket. The taste always calmed her nerves in a uncomfortable situation. The cigarette lights in her mouth. Then, blows smoke outward. She takes small breaths and wait. Two men notice her from the dark alleyway. Fixed on her animal appearance and thinking deep from the groin area. They decide to walk up to her and touch. One of them gets the feeling it was unlucky. 

Tata:  aaaahhh, 

[Action]:  Tata turns around to face the stranger. See two unarmed men. Then, holds the handle on her black revolver. 

Rice:  Hi

Tata:  You did that??

Rice:  We were just passing to the bar. Your mistaken miss.

Tata:  You don’t know huh.

Tata:  You see the gun. You see.

Tata:  ………………………………………..

Rice:  Look  we don’t know what your talking about it. Excuse us, we have to leave.

Hector:  Just passing here. Your mind might being playing tricks.  Mine tends to trick people in this desert from time to time.

Tata:  I understand. I understand precisely. 

[Action]:  Tata puts the gun away and turns around. Stands there for a few seconds. Hector sneaks up and touches her ass. 

Tata:  So.

Hector:  Uhhh , there something on your shoes. I had to get it off the feet there haha.

Tata:  hahhahahhahah, not funny. 
Rice: Hey, we didn't come here it start a ruckus. But, we would like it if you let us do what we want. We are good intentionally people. 

[Action]:  Bang, bang. Smoke escapes the pistol. She breathes out and then in. Her mouth closes. 

Tata:  I would of left you alone if you would of stopped. I don't like being touched by men I don't give permission.

Tata:  ……………………….

Tata returns to her black steed. Puts one leg over the saddle and pulls the horse brace. The horse struts forward without making a moan. Legs kick the horse's side. The steed responds with tremendous leg push and move fast. She gallops through the town and makes her way to the outskirts. Tata's red eyes dart forward and hands hold tight. Focusing on the what was to come ahea