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[CrimsonMoon]

The year was 1940, the Great Depression had left scars in the American economy but as Hitler threatened the well-being of europe, America was just beginnig to rise from the darkness of poverty. Mobsters were rampant in Chicago... So why was Al Capone himself personally driving a young woman down this dusty highway?

The black haired girl gazed outthe dusty window of the Ford, her back stiff from the awkward postion of the seats despite their plushiness... Her grey eyes glance over at the Mobster," Dad... Why are you taking me to this dusty old farm..?" She clears her throat to keep away the cracks from dryness

" Ya know as well as i do that when the war comes, the PD is gonna be... Short staffed," Capone begins..

" isn't that GOOD for us?" She asks softly

" Yea and No," her father grimaces," the other Gangs will start to get cocky, the turf wars'll get crueler from 'ere on out, Autumn,"

Autumn frowns," But i know howta use a tommy almost as good as you do,"

" Don't matter, bullets don't always go where their meant to." He growls as a farm comes into view

Autumn pauses, her brow furrowing the same way her father's did when thinking hard,"... I suppose.."

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They soon reach the farm they're looking for. It's a bit away from the nearest town, but its beautiful. Huge fields of corn roll over a rolling plain before hitting a bit of forest. A huge red barn and stables can be seen and a nice two story house with an attic. Animals are roaming in a fenced off field and a man is driving a tractor, making marks for planting. However, when he sees the car roll down the dirt road, he turns off the tractor and hops down, walking over to the 'driveway'.

"Al! That you?" The man asked, tilting up his hat and grinning. He was about as old as the mobster, with a rough n' tough look to him, but an easy smile. Al and Lester had know. Each other since they were kids before Lester moved out to the countryside to start up his own farm. And It was going well by the looks of it.

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As the Ford rumbles to a sputtering halt, Al grins and calls," Thought chu would be dead by now!" A smirk sliding over his features

Autumn glanced around... The air was sp clean she was almost choking her... No. Drowning her. She grumaces and hides her face by looking out the window as er father clambered out

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Lester laughed and clasped hands with the mobster. "Ain't dead yet! It takes a bit to kill me." He joked. Lester caught sight of the girl and raised an eyebrow. "That your daughter? Looks like ya, Al. My boy Anders would love ta meet her." Lester chuckled. "But enough about that. What y'all doing out here? I don't think it's just for my witty company." He mused with a smile

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Capone chuckles sarcastically," You belittle yourself, Les! No... I'm here cuz i was wondering if ya'd takemy daughter in for a few months.. Maybe more,"

Autumn listens to the conversation as she presses her forehead to the window, frowning

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Lester scratched his head in thought on it but then shrugged. "Sure. Doesn't sound too bad, long as she'll help round the farm." He added as a tall boy with brown hair exited from the barn. "Anders! Come say hi to Al!" Lester yelled over to him. Ander walked over and nodded to Al with a smile. "Howdy sir!" He said in a friendly tone.
"You remember my son, Al? I'd get my daughter Noah here to say howdy too, but she's out herding the cows in the field." Lester explained

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Capone grins jovially and motions to Autumn still in the car," Oh she'll help, she was born with a gun in her hand so... any trouble-" He pretends to fire a machine gun,"- no more trouble."

Autumn blushed despite herself... her dad didn't praise her often but when he did... he exagerrated but in a good way..

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Lester laughed and shook his head. "She can help keep the troublemakers at bay then with Anders and Noah! Hey, speaking a which, you think she'd wanna take a look round the farm? Get her used to it? Anders here would take her. Then she could meet my Noah." He offered

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" Might as well," He rumbles, turning to the car," AUTUMN-"

Autumn flinches a bit.. she hated attention, but that was part of life as Autumn Capone, the only heir to there throne of garbage and guns... she glances over," Yea?"

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"Well, missy, Ander's here was going to show you around and let you meet my daughter Noah. That alright with you? It'll get ya used to the farm." Lester said as Anders looked at her, a friendly smile on his face

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AUtumn stifles a roll of her eyes and forces a smile, inwardly cmplaining about country bumpkins and so on," Yes sir," she grunts, pushing open the door and slamming it behind her, even though many of her features resembled her father( The stern grey eyes, black hair, acute mind, etc), she radiated some kind of aura that made you wanna through your hands up and beg for mercy... not so extreme but there was something about her that was suspicious, confident and deadly...

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Lester nodded and motioned to Anders. "Howdy then. I'll show you around." He said as they started off, leaving to two older men to talk. Anders showed her the inside of the barn, which was huge with lofts and rafters, and the stables, which had animals from chickens, cows, to horses. He took her out a little to show her the corn and such fields too, and finally went to the animal fields. He pointed off in the distance to a herd far off. "Thats Noah. She's probably returning with the cows now." He explained as the herd got closer

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Supressing the feeling to shiver when they went through the barm, Autumn glances at him and nods faintly, glancing back to the herd... Maybe this wouldnt be so bad... If there was another girl

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Finally the cows came Ito view and a lone rider on a big blak horse. "Sis! We got a visitor!" Anders called out. The rider rode up and next to them. The girl was, to be blunt, drop dead gorgeous, with hair as gold as the sun and green eyes like a meadow in spring. "Well howdy there." She said, smiling down at Autumn. She wore a leather cowboy hat and a pair of torn jeans and leather boots. Her shirt was a torn sleeve red flannel

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Autumn was immediately shocked, her eyes hovering over Noah's... Nononono! Autumn looks away and blushes faintly," Hi.."

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Noah raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Shy, ain't she?" She mused. "Sister, ain't you supposed to be taking in te herd?" Anders pointed out. Noah rolled her eyes. "I'm going, I'm going." She said with a chuckled, making her horse trot forward and get the cows into the stables. "C'mon, lets go talk to her on an even level." Anders said to Autumn, following her into the stables. Once she got the cows into their pens, she put her horse into his stable and hopped off, starting to undo the saddle. She glanced at the two as they came over. "Well howdy there. I'm Noah, as I'm sure you've figured." She said, walking out with the saddle under one arm and out stretching her hand to be shakes, smiling. Her eyes were the kind that were easy to lose yourself in, and they were looking Autumn in the eye

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Autumn couldnt help but suddenly feel a little self concious, but her pride and always-dominant personality booted in and she straightens, forcing a smile.. Though she never smiled.. Unless she had to... Which was often," I'm Autumn.."

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Noah shooke her hand firmly, her hand warm and calluses could be felt from hard work, but other than that it was soft. "Nice to meet ya, Autumn." She said before dropping her hand. "She's Capone's daughter." Anders said. Noah looked at him in surprise and then at Autumn. "Really? What brings you all the way out to pasture?" She asked as she put away the saddle and then Starting taking care of the horse

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Autumn quickly defaults to her usual frown,"... War... Across the seas and here. Apparently women aren't good soldiers."

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Noah snorts at that and wags the brush at her. "That ain't true! I can shoot the wings off any a' the birds out here on the wing! Better than any a' them boys." She added with a grin to Anders, who rolled his eyes but didn't disagree. "Them soldier boys just afraid a' competion and getting their asses handed to em by a girl!" Noah finished, brushing the horse