Confrontation in the barn...

Lisa had been thrilled to meet another cowgirl. It made her feel less alone, and she had been too happy to help a fellow cowgirl in her mission. But, as Lisa took the lead and barged into the barn, she found it empty. It looked like every other barn, old, red wood, piles of hay, dividers for the animals, and a water bowl for the animals, but it was once again empty.

"Where is he?" Lisa asked.

"Right in front of me." Jessica growled.

Lisa let out a surprised gasp as she felt something crash into the back of her head, and she hit the ground. Her pistol flew into one of the piles of hay, and as she clutched the back of her head, she felt blood. Spinning around, she looked up with dizzy eyes as Jessica loomed over her.

"Still concious?" Jessica asked. "I'm impressed. You won't be for long."

Lisa let out another grunt of pain as Jessica's foot slammed into her stomach, and as she instinctively curled into the fetal position, Jessica kicked her again. Lisa knew that she wouldn't win if she remained sprawled on the floor, so as Jessica's foot came at her again, she managed to grab her leg, tripping her.

Lisa watched Jessica's eyes go temporarily surprised as she was tripped, and as Lisa stumbled to her feet, Jessica nimbly jumped to hers.

"I underestimated you." Jessica smiled. "This could be fun."