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[F/N] [L/N] is a very well-known outlaw in western America, known from theft to massacres that were accomplished single-handedly. She had a sassy but venomous personality which showed without words that she could easily take down anyone that stood in her way to what she wanted. Winning every type of fight she’s ever been in, a challenge always interested the young desert beauty with prickly determined mind. News spread fast like wildfire in a field of dry plants of her killing sprees and stealing of valuables,  she gained a mean reputation that snapped respect from the worst of outlaws.
[F/N] sat proud on her jet black stallion, Barlow, as she patiently waited until dark. His heavy hooves padded along the dusty earth, kicking up dust clouds behind him. When dark finally met the earth, the stars shone and half the moon showed its face to the Earth. Barlow, with an empty stomach, found green foliage nestled near a small running stream. Since he was set on eating and drinking, [F/N] swung one leg over his back, and planted it sturdy on the cracked desert ground- then took her right boot-clad foot out of the stirrup and joined her left foot on the ground. The famous outlaw set up her camp, rolling out her sleeping bag and made a small fire so she wouldn’t attract too much attention to herself but could stay warm and cook some food. With the comfort of nature and Barlow, the outlaw found peace and with her stomach full she laid down on her side and shut her [E/C] eyes, drifting off to sleep in an instant.
The only problem she had when sleeping, was that she travelled only with Barlow as a companion, so she didn’t have anyone to be on guard whilst she slept. Normally she didn’t get any trouble, but when she jumped awake and was ripped from her slumber due to cold water tossed on her she started to panic inside when she saw her hands were bound together with rope and a sheriff was standing proud by his pure snow white mare. The sheriff stood proud with his hands on his hips, obviously pleased as punch that he’d caught the most wanted person in America. Dressed in worn out and frayed in places blue jeans, brown leather boots that were scuffed and dirtied, a dark blue button up shirt with three buttons undone near his neck and a brown jacket rested on his arms and shoulders, a brown cowboy hat perched on his sandy blonde hair allowed a cowlick to prod out from under the brim of the hat showed innocence that matched his baby blue eyes shielded by glasses that complimented his handsome face.
“Damn- they ain’t gonna believe me back at the station!” His giddy voice made [F/N] cringe inside and she thought to herself ‘I’ve been caught by an idiot…’. She thrashed out the best she could with rope tied hands as he scooped her up bridal style and carried her over to his mare. She hesitated her actions when she was hypnotised by his shining gold sheriff badge glimmering in the dying came fire.
He managed to get her on his mare that he referred to as Stella, whilst [F/N] was safety on Stella he tied Barlow’s reins to Stella’s so he could bring him along. Once he was done, he climbed into the saddle behind the outlaw and took hold of the reins, also keeping her in his arms so she couldn’t get away easily. She and the whole of America knew she couldn’t be beat, it was a fact, but now she was starting to doubt her pride and glared a warning of death at the American. But it’s alright, she’ll find a way to escape and this joker is going to pay with his life.
‘He ain’t gonna take me down, no way.’

As the sheriff rode Stella back to the near-by town with Barlow padding casually behind, she couldn’t help but mutter “traitor” to Barlow who obviously took an interest in Stella. As he rode into town, people stood in their doorways to witness the most famous female be taken to her cell to rot until the day they'll bring her out to hang at the gallows. She should’ve had her head hung low to show defeat- but she kept it high to show they couldn’t break her spirit. When arriving at the prison, the sheriff got off Stella and tied up the two horses to the post outside before getting [F/N] down and pushed her towards the cells. She growled deep within her throat, he was taken aback almost at the warning she had given him- she kicked and lunged, used her mouth and teeth to leave puncture holes in his arms as he tried getting her into the prison cell. He managed to get her behind bars and quickly locked the door, she rested her face between the bars and if looks could kill, he’d be burning to a cinder already.
‘Never gonna give in, never gonna give it up, no.’
“You can’t take me. I’m free.”
She sat on her bed chained to the wall, wrists raw from the ropes and months of rubbing to get free but to no avail. Her head hung low with shame, trying not to let her will break and be submissive but as the months went by it got harder each day. With self-pity, she started to question herself with things like ‘where did it all go wrong?’. She heard the sheriff walk in, who had said his name was Alfred but many of the town’s people called him ‘idiot’, he was muttering something to himself in an angered voice. [F/N] lifted her head to watch him pace, something in those baby blue eyes snapped and they turned a small shade of crimson then back to blue when he saw her watching him. She wanted to know what was going on, he walked over to the cell and used the bunch of keys to open it and walked inside. Pulling a knife from the safety of his boot, he slit the rope keeping her hands together and in a quick motion she had the knife and had him pinned to the prison floor with the blade pressed to his throat and his hands painfully pinned to the ground. She knew she needed to fight another fight, and she’ll fight with all her might.
She ran out of the prison, wielding only a knife as she dashed to Barlow and cut the reins before getting on his back and he started to make their escape from the town. Grinning like a mad woman, her hair flying behind her in the wind as she finally felt free and proud she didn’t break from months of torture. She felt blood spray on her face from people who were caught under Barlow’s hooves as he trampled over them and galloped off out of that godforsaken town.

In the open desert, she smiled and paused for a moment, allowing the wind to make her feel like she was flying. Feeling on top of the world, the thirst for blood filled her senses and her pink tongue slipped between her parted lips and licked at the blood that had splattered on her face that was from the sheriff. Maybe she should've stayed, or at least taken the sheriff with her- his blood was delicious enough to make the trouble worth it. She pressed her legs together a little, making Barlow know to keep going. Now at a casual pace, she felt like she didn’t need anyone but Barlow.
When dusk fell, she stopped Barlow near a sheltered rocks and decided this was the best place for camp tonight. Setting up her comfort, she sat down on the sleeping bag and fed Barlow whatever she had to spare, also feeding herself of course. On the wind, she heard the terrified screams of the towns people that she had left behind, the sound she knew too well was a murderous melody in her mind. She could smell the blood shed. She heard another horse’s hooves hit the earth and turned her head to see a silhouette of a man on a pure white horse come riding towards the famous female outlaw and her stallion. As he drew closer, the sun on its death bed behind him, she saw the sheriff with a tragic twist. Hair now a rusty burgundy colour under that brown hat, skin tanned gorgeously, eyes blood-lusting red and the tasty crimson liquid stained his clothes and handsome face that was twisted into a smirk that made her shiver with electricity. He reached her and stopped Stella by Barlow and dismounted, he walked over to the outlaw and sat down. Capturing her lips in his he tangled his hands in her fair hair then pulled away after sharing some of the blood with her, knowing she had snapped his sanity and felt the hole in her be complete- for now she had a partner in crime.


“You can’t take me…I’m free.”
So I'm going to a convention soon and I get the honour of cosplay as 2p!America, might be Fem 2p!America but yeah, my best mate is 2p!England and I got inspiration from the song "Can't Take Me" from Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron (such a good movie) and I though, "cowboy America is pretty hot...hmmm.." AND THUS THIS WAS BORN
Sorry my stories have been to short recently, but I have writer's block and I'm stalling my homework I have to do- but the holidays are coming up and wooooooooooo convention time!

Hope you liked, I don't own you, America or the song it's based on
I do own Stella and Barlow

I'll take requests as well to feel free to ask~
ALSO THANKS FOR 800+ PAGEVIEWS, THIS IS A MASSIVE ACHIEVEMENT FOR ME OKAY DON'T JUDGE

...not proof read to let me know if there's anything misspelt or anything like that....

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canadatheninja Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
You dont how much I fangirled when I noticed the song lyrics!!! SPRIT is my all time favorite childhood movie!!!!!! :iconglimpplz: I love you *^*
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OperationStabTheCake Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
OUO I'm also going to make a sequel from America's POV, he's going to be the outlaw and the reader is the sheriff~ it will be based on Cowboy Casanova~ I'm super glad you liked it though :D
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canadatheninja Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:iconfangirlingplz: cant wait!!!! Pkus your using one of my fav songs *^* :iconfangirlzplz: could you send me a link once its up??!!
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OperationStabTheCake Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I love the song too! It makes America so sassy ouo
I shall! But now I'm going back to sleep XD
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canadatheninja Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Also...will there be a sequel!!??
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lunaeclps Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2013
AWESOME!:squee:  that was so cool and nice song choice by the way. Also maybe their can be a sequel. I am a dummy! 
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OperationStabTheCake Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you for your kind words .3.

Thank you! I love the song so much, and the movie is just so badass XD

Hmm...I haven't really thought about making a sequel, but I shall if you would like me to make one!

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lunaeclps Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013
Your welcome, I remember watching the movie as a kid. I actually would love to see it again someday. As for the sequel it was only a suggestion, the decision is yours to make. Nod 
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OperationStabTheCake Featured By Owner Dec 17, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
It's a great childhood film :heart:
I'd love to do a sequel! Is there anything that you'd like to happen since it was your suggestion?
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lunaeclps Featured By Owner Dec 17, 2013
Well, I would love to see how the 2 get along with each other through the crimes. However, that is for you to chose, so do what you would think would be the best sequel.I am a dummy! 
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