The Legend of No-Face

A Texas Bounty Hunter is born. A man with no memory, a man with no conscience? A man with No Face. "Go ahead, No-Face. Take the shot. Shoot me in hallowed ground. I've heard the stories about you. How you've lost your soul as well as your face. They say you have no faith, no soul. It wouldn't matter to a heartless no account like you if you killed me in a church or in a whorehouse. It's all the same to you."

He faced his imminent death, the same way he lived his life. With courage, and a steely determination to hang on. He wanted to just expire, to just rest and let the pain end. Still, Damon Lacroix held on. He had to hold on, to stay alive to meet the dark legend. It was his only hope for justice. For retribution.

The strange and terrifying men rode into the quiet town of Willington. Their war cries pierced the night sky and woke just about every sleeping person in town. A few of the townspeople managed to get some of their guns, and the battle for Willington had begun.