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Plunge Creek Beginnings"Why the heck did I take this dang job? I been ridin' for days looking for that there plunge creek outfit and ain't seen a thing!" Horace Falcon enters the 'San Berdoo' East Highlands area looking for the Plunge Creek Cowboys, A bunch of wild folks what chase bad guys away and corral wild horses and such. Needing Cowboys to help tame the area the owners of the Plunge Creek Ranch have sent out invitations to several of there pards from past encounters to come out west and work this rough area. Horace Falcon, Rico, Henry Hooker, Deputy Deuce, Capt. Fox are the first to respond that they are on the way. And what a journey many of them undertake to get to Plunge Creek! Packing six guns, rifles, coach guns and ammo, Horace is ready for a fight with the rustlers and other no goods he might meet. Horace looks forward to again enjoying the company of his friends as well. His Horse Charlie snorts in anticipation.... As night settles in Horace sees the light of campfires in the wash at Plunge Creek..... Almost there. Just a little further down this danged rocky wash bed and Horace can see who is sitting around the fire. Must be a guard hidin' close so I better call out... Hey Fire.... It's Falcon... Come on in is the reply, Look who are in camp ready for the fight. Dead eye Maverick, Not so Dead Eye Maverick, Nolan, Top Notch.... This is some outfit. Horace will bed down with the hardest ridin' pards in the country tonight........ Two Years later........ After two years the PCC has run down many a Bad Man and the like. Many a hard day on the range has been had. Around the campfire all are happy, but wait till morning. Word is there's trouble brewing from the camp to our north. Looks like another battle we will have to wage. Better call for more Pards... to be continued! |