Life is not white nor black, is Gray (1/??)

A.N: Hopefully this will be the main storyline for Jonah...anyway enjoy!

Lying in bed doing nothing would sound to a lot of people like a dream, something to inspire. What people DON'T dream about is to have half of your spine broken, your mouth still tasting horrible for what you...almost swallowed when escaping from the sewers trying to earn a little more money and one arm hurting like thousand devils together.

Sadly this was the case for Jonah in his bed, he spent two days like this only painfully moving to find something in his house to drink and eat. As a man with few s and even fewer friends no news from the outside world pierced through the shack Jonah had all for himself.

At the second day of the recovery Jonah thought that he might as well just continue with his normal life, after all he wasn't used to do a lot of work that would require his body to force the injury to a worse case that it already was. As the old man opened the door the last rays of the sun were starting to fade away and the night was upon Jonah.

He walked for a few minutes until he arrived at the lake usually used for fishing, this time the old man just sat down enjoying the view and trying not to think too much of anything else that wasn't the present, the lake, the darkness that was starting to swallow nature itself. A long hour ed by with no worries at all, with no disturbance in the ambiance apart from a few birds singing here and there. However, far away behind Jonah, some footsteps were starting to be heard getting closer and closer; there was someone approaching Jonah slowly but surely.

The old man still with his eyes closed and with his mind in blank asked:

"Well hello there, beautiful sight of the night around here mister or miss whoever you are! Don't be shy there is plenty of room for you to sit and make yourself conformable" Jonah let out a relief sigh

"Jonah? Is the house over there in the woods your place? Look I don't want to alarm you but-" a feminine voice replied

"Ah you must be the bounty hunter from that time....uh....Elissa right?" Jonah opened his eyes to see a women in her 30s staring at him with a worried face

"Yes its me long time no see!" She closed her eyes and made a fist with her hands "This is not the time for that! I'm sorry but I have some news that well....are not good"

"I'm a wanted man in the state of Saint Denis I know; accepted a job for someone and I ended up like this....it's fine there is nothing to worry about" Jonah slowly stood up cleaning his hands from the dirt

"Its not just in the state of Saint Denis! Is in almost all the boards across this lands!" She pulled out a bounty poster with his name on it

"Wh-give me that!" Jonah grabbed the poster and read it in a whisper "But...in here says that I killed not just the police officers but...the mayor's wife too with a hammer..." Jonah looked at his hip where he had the trader hammer he bought when he started his business

"Now I don't know what to believe, the only reason I haven't killed you yet is because of your reaction to the paper and what it says there. One thing is sure: whoever did this poster knew at least enough to know about the hammer and what happened there" Elissa was sweaty, her hands were constantly going for her holster

"Gray's....you need to get out of here now" Jonah threw the paper to the lake

"Wait! We need to go talk to the law or something to explain this right? And they will deal with the Gray's as you recover....you can't go anywhere like this!!!!"

"Look! There is no officer or sheriff that can do shit for us now! They control everyone powerful enough to make sure our discovery never makes it to the people that can stop printing this things!" Jonah walked visibly angry to his house

"Either way getting into a shootout with one arm only can end up one way! And I don't see you with a death wish!" Elissa protested getting in his way

"You are just a coworker that casually found me and asked me about the poster! Seriously you better practice that story before you die!" Jonah closed violently the door behind him as he searched for his guns

"I can't leave you like this! You need to go somewhere now! What about going south or to Mexico! That never fails!" Elissa knocked on the door as she speaks

"Goodbye miss Elissa have a good night!" Jonah placed his hat in his head and he headed to Charlotte

Jonah rode as fast as he could through the night avoiding the main roads just for protection; he stopped once before crossing the border to New Austin in Manzanita Post to gather supplies for the rest of the road. The cloth in his face made a petty good job at hiding his identity, but his messy fingers could reveal that he was guilty of something sooner or later.

"Hey you...stop a moment" a woman grabbed him by the arm

"Sorry lady, I am late to a meeting and I can't stop to talk to you" Jonah moved his arm quickly and got out of the grip

"Jonah Maverick put your hands up now you are under arrest"

"You know what the crime is?" Jonah tried to stay cool, he drew the LeMat in his left holster and held it in her direction inside his coat

"Murder, robbery and disobeying the law in several occasions. Does any one of those ring a bell?" She was making fun of him, that was good, his aim would be better if she stayed still

"That sounds about right...only one tiny little problem" Jonah stopped buying, the bag was on the table, the revolver in the coat, he rolled his eyes to see the height where the lady was holding her own pistol "I haven't committed murder for about six or more years from now"

"don't try to trick me....you killed a bunch of people enough to fill a town just the past week, and if that wasn't enough the wife of the mayor of Sain Denis as well!" Someone outside the store moved and caught her attention for one moment

"That was a crime..." Jonah was interrupted by his LeMat firing to the hand of the lady, that dropped her pistol with a little scream of pain "....I didn't committed, if I were you and knew how to read I would read a newspaper from last week, when that shit happened....have a nice day"

He grabbed the bag of supplies and thanked the scared shop owner hidden behind the counter, kicked the pistol far enough to not be in the immediate reach of the lady and left without saying a word.

He didn't stop riding until he camped near Plainview, he ate a well deserved steak for dinner and slept under the rising sun. It was time for Jonah to settle a long lasting debt with the Gray's. They wouldn't stop until he was dead or Jonah killed one if the heads of the gang....but it was going to cost more than just a injury in the leg and arm.