Braeburn The Outlaw

by King_Kurtis

Prologue

"Mr Braeburn I hope you do realize that this one interview could be the life or death of your and your family right?" The Sheriff said while keeping is back to Braeburn

"Yes sir ... *gulp* I'm aware ..." He said gradually gaining confidence in his voice. "But if you shut down my apple market my family is going to be killed off, and so will I! The apple generation will be cut off before it has a chance to grow!" Braeburn said more confidentially.

"I see ..." The Sheriff said "But what about your pretty little cousin down south?" He said in a mocking voice

"Applejack? She hasn't found her special somebody, and based on the amount of time she spends with her friends...I doubt she will..." Braeburn said in a depressing voice. The Sheriff gave off a humorous laugh. "Whats so funny?" Braeburn asked

"Oh, nothing..." The sheriff responded "I was just thinking, your sister would probably let me be her special somebody for about an hour ... for the right price..." His laugh was starting up again "Am I right boy?" Braeburn was enraged by his comment

"Are you calling my sister a whore?" He said in the most serious voice he could muster. The Sheriff stopped laughing

"So what if I was? What would you do about it?" he said with a smirk. And before Braeburn could respond all he saw was his fist connecting to the jaw of the Sheriff...

Before Braeburn could say sorry, he heard to talking of what sounded like a zombie then a fist connected with his ballsack. He fell over in pain and whacked his head off the Sheriff's desk. He heard a crack noise, it must have been the Sheriff snapping his jaw back in place. "Braeburn ... get the fuck out of my office and never come back. If you every try anything like that again, I'll kill off your family myself ... And you'll be first."