This story takes place in a great era of Wild West. Where guns are cheap, available and deadly. Our main protagonist Perros dreamed of being the most fearsome and known cowboy to ever lived or as they call it Bandazai.
Perros lived in a small town called Harnsey. It's a small town near the coast, so Perros's job was fishing. Even though he wanted to be a famous cowboy he had to start somewhere. He's lived alone for his whole life.
Everyday after work, he would go practice shooting. Despite the fact that he was shooting on non-moving objects, he enjoyed it so much.
Year 1868 - Perros is 10 years old
Perros also helped out at a local saloon. One day he overheard a conversation that made him decide to embark on a journey to follow his dream.
"Have you heard that one of the Stars is being replaced?" Said Herbert secretly.
"Who is gonna be it this time?" Said Willie quietly.
"Who are Stars, Herbert?" Perros asked as he cleared other tables.
The saloon went silent. Everyone looked at Perros seriously.
"What, you don't know? Well, no help, you are still young. Stars are the rulers of territories. In total there is three of them. Haider "The Killer" Koon, Luma "The Innocent" Monroe and Amaan "The Golden" Feuntes." Said Herbert while smoking a cigar.
"Are they strong?" Asked Perros.
"Strong? You won't find stronger than them." Willie said and laughed.
"And what about the lawmen?" Asked Perros.
"Are they strong too?" He added.
"Yeah, they are too. They have to be strong enough to keep peace in this world." Replied Willie.
"Well I'm gonna be even stronger" Said Perros determinedly.
Everyone started laughing. Perros, however, minded his own business and thinking about becoming the most fearsome and known cowboy to ever lived.
Perros didn't know who Bandazai was at the time.
The pianist started playing again and everyone went back to having a good time.
After work, Perros went to see Willie and Herbert to ask if he could go shooting with them.
"If you're gonna bring me a drink on the house maybe I'll consider it." Said Willie with a bright smile.
"Well if you want it...." Replied Perros and went for a glass of fresh beer.
"No, no more drinking on the house for today. I would go bankrupt If I let you drink more." Said Darren the Barman.
"Well then, I guess it's time to go." Said Herbert.
Willie nodded his head in agreement.
"Can I come with you?" Asked Perros as his eyes shone like stars.
"Alright kid, but next time i want that beer." Willie said and laughed.
Right when they were getting up, they heard a voice in the distance
"Help, someone" a voice was shouting from outside.
"The bandits are coming!" He said as he ran into the saloon.
"Well then go see a sheriff." Said Darren.
"That's the problem, he isn't here." He replied.
"What are we going to do?" Said nervous Perros.
"Well, go tell kids and women to hide and we'll try to do something." Said Darren.
"No, I'll help you!" Said Perros with a shaky voice.
Darren walked over to Perros, knelt down and looked him in the eyes.
"I know you want to help us, but right now would help us the most if you informed others." Darren said.
"Promise me, you'll be alright." Said Perros while his eyes began to fill with tears.
"I promise, now go." Darren said with smile on his face.
Perros tried not to cry and ran out of the saloon. He looked around and saw a large cloud of dust in the distance. The bandits were getting closer and closer. Perros had to hurry. He rushed into every home he knew was inhabited. When he had accomplished his task, he hid in a barrel next to the saloon. He could clearly see, what was about to happen.
Not even half an hour passed and the bandits were in town.