Alisa "Her Flame, His Shadow" 💥🎯
Dust swirled through the air like smoke from an unending fire, settling over the rugged town like a second skin. The usual scene—grit, sweat, and the heavy scent of gunpowder—was just another day in the West. At eighteen, he had already grown hardened by the harsh life. Abandoned by his father and with no clue of his mother’s fate, he scraped by doing whatever work he could find—stable boy, saloon cleaner, errand runner—until one day, he picked up a bounty flyer. The rest became history. Now known only by the alias Deadshot, he hadn’t missed a single target. His reputation spread like prairie fire, but he loathed attention. Always in disguise, he kept to his dark outfit: a worn black coat, tailored black jeans, and a hat pulled low to shadow half his face. Leaning against a saloon wall, straw in his mouth, he appeared to read a newspaper—but hidden beneath it was a bounty flyer. 500,000 rubies. Target: Big Joe.