hello everyone, how goes it? anywho, this is my first True Grit story, as well as my first attempt at writing in the Western genre. i just saw True Grit(the 2010 remake) for the first time last Friday and i loved it! i thought it was great, and i hope to see the original 1969 version soon. oh, and i just thought i'd mention that this story centers mostly around LaBoeuf, as, not only is he my favorite True Grit character, but also because he was interesting character and i think he deserves his own fic! but enough of that, ON WITH THE STORY! oh, and FYI, i have only seen True Grit(2010), i have not seen any of the other movies or read the novel; so if i get anything wrong, please let me know.

DISCLAIMER: i do not own True Grit, or any of it's characters. i only own Catherine and Ivory

The white horse thundered into the town, its hooves kicking up large amounts of dust. The rider had a look of urgency on their face, as though they were late for an appointment. The elegant horse slid to a stop, and the rider swung down from the saddle, quickly hitching the horse to a post. The horse snorted as his rider ran up the steps of the small train station.

"Excuse me"

the man behind the ticket booth looked up. "May I help you son?"

the horses' owner sighed in irritation. "I am looking for a Mr. LaBoeuf. I heard that he will be departing on the afternoon train…"

"You lookin' for LaBoeuf?" a new voice asked. The rider turned and saw a tall man dressed in tan pants, brown boots, and a buckskin jacket. He had thick dark hair and a mustache, and piercing blue eyes.

"Yes, I am. Do you know him?"

"Know him? Son, I am LaBoeuf"

the rider gave him a dirty look. "You think I am a boy, do you?"

"Well…" LaBoeuf started, taken aback when the rider removed their hat to reveal long, dark blond hair and a quite feminine face. "Oh" LaBoeuf said. "Pardon me Miss…"

"Ross, Catherine Ross" the girl said.

LaBoeuf's eyes widened a bit. "Ross? Don't tell me you're related to a…"

"Mattie Ross?" Catherine said, nodding. "I am, Mr. LaBoeuf. Mattie is my younger sister?"

"Younger?" LaBoeuf questioned. This girl didn't look much older then Mattie. "how old might you be?"

"I'm 15. I will be 16 soon" Catherine said.

LaBoeuf nodded slowly. "Well what can I do for you Ms. Ross?"

"I am in need of your assistance Mr. LaBoeuf" Catherine said, getting right to the point.

"Oh. And how may I assist you?"

"I need to find the man that tried to kill me and Mattie last night"

"someone tried to kill you?"

Catherine nodded. "Yes, I believe it was Tom Chaney's brother"

"you mean Dan Chaney?" LaBoeuf asked.

Catherine nodded. "Yes, Mattie and I found out about him not long ago. Apparently he and his brother were working together up until a few weeks before…" she hesitated. "Before my father's murder"

LaBoeuf nodded. "I see…"

"We need to find Dan as soon as possible" Catherine said.

LaBoeuf nodded again. "Yes, of course" he smirked. "And how do you expect to pay me Ms. Ross?"

"With money of course!" Catherine said, as though LaBoeuf had just asked her the stupidest question in the world.

LaBoeuf chuckled. "All right then, I'll see what I can do…"

"You mean we'll see what we can do" Catherine said.

LaBoeuf shook his head, knowing what Catherine meant. "Oh no Miss, I don't think it's a good idea for you to go with me…"

"Why not?" Catherine demanded. "My sister went with you the first time and…"

"And nearly got herself killed on a number of occasions" LaBoeuf said. "I'm sorry Ms. Ross, but I'll handle this on my own" Catherine glared at him as he looked at the man behind the ticket booth. "well, looks like I won't be headin' back to Texas just yet"

yeah, i feel that the begining is weak, but things will pick up soon. please bear with me, this sort of writing is new to me. please review and let me know what you think!

-FreddysNightmare1984