Tombstone*

A Story by Abishai100

The Earps build a Western town (Tombstone) in the 19th Century and befriend a shooter (Doc) who may help them 'erase' the 'virus' of the 'dark' Cowboys!

Signing off with this elegiac romanticized tale of the Old West, inspired loosely by Tombstone (Kurt Russell) and featuring terrific photos/images! Thanks for reading,

DISCLAIMER: This is not a historical citation of the 'accurate' history of the West or the story of Wyatt Earp and is intended only to be a work of 'fanfiction' for the dramatic casting of that storied era as one of Western/American distance(s).

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Wyatt and his brothers had wandered around the great New World (continent) of North America after he'd been unlucky in previous inherited-money related investments in the West. Wyatt, Vergil, and Morgan hoped to now use the last of their moneys to take their three wives on a 'bandwagon' to develop a travel-town, complete with saloons, a library, a church, and a sheriff's office, where they'd be the law. They settled on an area in the Old West called Tombstone and began planning their 'great adventure' in capitalism. It was the late 19th Century in the United States.

WYATT: I believe we've got 'what-it-takes' to make Tombstone an epigraph of our shared visions and moneys, my brothers.

VERGIL: This will be great, Wyatt, and I can see it now --- "The Earp Brothers make Tombstone a 'good' reality for capital!"

MORGAN: I hope we've got the 'right stuff' to find the personnel for all security and municipal affairs; if so, we'll triumph.

Of course, Tombstone was in the middle of nowhere after it was finally finished in all straightforward construction works. Then the Earp-brothers got a shipment of outstanding Western handguns for the 'furnishing' of their sheriff's office where they settled as self-ordained 'minsters' of the law in the Old West.

WYATT: My vision of America was always one of capital, and I'm feeling 'lucky' about what the Earps now bring to Tombstone!

VERGIL EARP: I seriously 'doubt' this awesome venture-adventure would work without our three darling brother-wives here.

Wyatt and his brothers found an incredible investor by the name of Chandy who's share in the pools/profits/pensions for this ambitious Tombstone 'phenomenon' in the Old West. Chandy rode around by train in the United States looking for the best 'features' of capitalism venture-adventures, and Tombstone he decided would be the 'most beautiful feather' in this modern continental diorama of shared visions. However, he wondered about Wyatt Earp's ability to keep the tides of chance at bay in Tombstone, lest his venture-investments proved too juvenile!

MORGAN EARP: Even I've to admit this saloon of ours in Tombstone is rocking and fun and frothy and hospitable/charming!

Suddenly, Paradise was Lost. Tombstone came under national headlines fire when stories emerged that travelers going through the town, developed by the now-famous venture-investors the Earp-brothers, were eerily disappearing and turning up dead and/or buried in some cemetery in the West. Turns out that the garrisons and perimeters-areas surrounding Tombstone were being 'flocked' by a new 'brand' of criminal element known simply and ominously as the Cowboys, a pluralist bunch of ragtag 'bandits' and rascals who pillaged and bloody murdered. The cemeteries were being stories, and the Earp-brothers had a new dilemma for their town-lore. They didn't want tombstones to be the epigraph of Tombstone!

COWBOYS: We're the 'new' law in the West, and there's no law in this West, and we're the merry-men of Hell and freedoms.

Just when it seemed Wyatt and his brothers and their wives should pack-it-in and pack-up and part from their once 'famous' and laureled Tombstone vision in the West, a stranger (and his gal --- a musician/dancer) rode into town. This stranger was a foreign-born wandering sharp-shooter and something more like a 'flyer' or 'pirate-like' cowboy, a lone star 'mercenary' of sorts named Doc. This man of some medical surprising expertise and even more 'stunning' gun-shooting skills/ability came into Tombstone and promised Wyatt and his brothers a new 'brand' of Western securities against the moving tides of the villainous Cowboys.

DOC: What I bring to your town, Wyatt, is a sheer journalism-sense of Western drama.

WYATT: This guy 'Doc' is some shooter and talker (and gambler!), and his gun is magnificent; he can end the Cowboys-circus!

Doc the stranger welcomed rode into Tombstone and settled in the Western town as Wyatt's 'first-knight' and brought with him the lovely musician-dancer Ezzy, who'd been willing to perform great 'classic' song numbers at the Earp-brothers' still-functioning saloon in Tombstone. Ezzy however whispered to the drinking Doc (Wyatt's new/secret 'best-pal'!), "I dream of us someday fleeing to Alaska and settling and marrying as a 'normal' couple of promise(s), Doc."

The scene/memory would become the 'legend' in the annals of the great Old West. Wyatt Earp and his new 'stranger-pal' Doc and the other two brothers of Tombstone would climactically 'square-off' in the corner of the Western town invaded (officially) by the villainous Cowboys. It'd been about 1 full year since Wyatt/Doc rode out in the perimeter-areas surrounding Tombstone to root-out and shoot-out the camping bands of rascal Cowboys 'entrenched' to jump/pillage/murder helpless travelers going into and through and out of Tombstone. Wyatt/Doc managed to eliminate or 'erase' over 40 randomly entrenched villain-rascal Cowboys during their 'crusade' in the West and generated headlines like, "The Cowboys are facing a 'capitalism' dagger in Wyatt/Doc." That's why the Cowboys, led by Curly Bill and Ringo, decided to bring a group of 10 Cowboys to challenge the Earps/Doc in a shoot-out. This resulted in a very lightning-fast and confusing triumph for the Earps/Wyatt, but Doc was shot in the arm before he managed to 'swiftly' execute the 'invincible' hellraiser Ringo with a perfect shot to the forehead. Much art would be rendered!