Reconstruction: No Rest for the Wicked
K. R. Kampion
(2 reviews)
Updates every other Wednesday. Now on book 2! Being the sheriff of Lawrence, Kansas wasn't ... Show More
Adventure, Romance, Sci Fi Western, Steampunk
steampunk, adventure, Civil War, alternate history, western, voltapunk, Reconstruction, gunslinger, period romance, American West

The Town Without a Graveyard

It was the smell, rotting flesh mixed with gunpowder, that set him off. It stung Isaac Benjamin’s nose and he was back in Gettysburg once again. Cannons roared and the sound rattled through his skull. His heartbeat synced up to the thundering steps of the walkers. Boom…Boom…Boom. Isaac’s chest constricted and he gagged on the sulfur-tinged air. He couldn’t breathe. Burial shroud smoke covered his eyes but he did not need to see. The sabre in his hands wielded itself. It sliced through flesh and bone as effortlessly as it cut through the smoke. Screams rent the air. They echoed through Isaac’s head with the cannon fire. His sleeves were soaked in blood. He could feel it steaming and sticking against his skin. Isaac’s stomach churned. His rusty gear joints were locked. His knuckles were white around the hilt of his sabre. A volley of metal bee bullets from a Gatling walker whizzed past him. Everything around him burned. Heat prickled across his face and the sky was black.  

“Dear God! Make it stop! Make it stop!”

Suddenly there was light and it was quiet. Isaac looked around, his breathing ragged in his ears. He was in Kansas, on his way to Lawrence to be the new sheriff. The dull yellow prairie stretched around him in all directions like a blank sheet of newspaper. This wasn’t Gettysburg.   Isaac slid his sabre back into its sheath. It was all right. He didn’t need it. Suddenly his stomach lurched and he twisted to vomit on the side of the road.

“Hell and damnation, that was embarrassing,” Isaac said wryly to himself as he wiped his mouth on his sleeve.

He tried to chuckle but it sounded more like a cough as he grabbed his canteen and took a swig. The water was warm and tasted slightly metallic. Isaac wished it was whiskey. He hoped good whiskey would be less expensive in Lawrence than it was in New England.

“Come on, Lincoln,” he urged his chestnut Morgan forward. “We’re almost there.”

The horse tossed its mane and twitched its ears as it broke into a steady trot. The rotten flesh and gunpowder smell grew stronger with each minute. Nervousness churned in Isaac’s belly like a nest of rattlers and he tried taking a deep breath to calm himself. All that did was give him another nose full of the smell. He was beginning to regret taking this job. Isaac shook himself. The New Union needed him; that was what President Grant had told him. There were still too many bad people that meant to do it harm. It was the least Isaac could do. He owed the people of the New Union that much.

A loud braying laugh made its way across the flat prairie followed by a distressed shout. Isaac kicked his horse’s sides and charged forward at a gallop. More donkey bray laughter and more protests reached his ears as he raced up the road. Isaac unsheathed his sabre and flicked the switch on the battery pack at his hip. Electricity hummed up the blade, giving it an almost unearthly glow in the afternoon sunlight.

“That’s our livelihood, you bastard!” the protesting voice had risen to near hysteria, joined by a chorus of children’s wails. “You’ve signed our death warrant!”

“Then you should’a picked a diff’ernt route,” the braying voice said. “You go through our terrertory, you pay the toll.  We got a nice little town to upkeep and we’d hate to see it go to shit cuz nobody’s generous.”

Isaac could see them on the road a few hundred yards ahead. A group of six riders in gray surrounded a wagon. Isaac caught the glint of weapons in their hands and at their hips. A man and his wife were perched at the front. The man was gesturing wildly, desperately. His wife was silent and petrified in a brightly colored dress beside him. Isaac could not see any children although he could still hear them. He guessed they were hunkered in the back of the wagon. Isaac felt rage bubble up from the pit of his stomach. The war had been over for six years. This was inexcusable.

“Hey!” One of the riders had seen him.

Isaac put the reins in his teeth so he could draw one of his stun guns from the holster at his other hip, and fired. The rider slumped to the side and slid off his horse into the dirt. The other riders stood still for a moment in awe before turning their horses and rushing towards Isaac, drawing swords and firing up weapon gloves as they went. Isaac holstered his stun gun and lowered himself over his horse’s neck to pick up speed.  

He met the riders in the middle of the road. The first rider slashed at him with a well-kept sabre. Isaac blocked the strike and electricity crackled down his blade. The rider shrieked as his arm went rigid.  In a moment, he was slumped over senseless on the ground.  

Isaac felt a bullet whizz past his ear and he turned his horse to evade any others just in time to see the rider behind him fall to the ground. Red bloomed from a gaping wound in his chest.  Isaac turned on the rider that had fired the shot and whacked the pistol out of the man’s hand, sending a jolt of electricity through his wrist. The rider let out a yell before falling over the neck of his horse.  

The fifth rider came at Isaac from the side and Isaac turned his horse hard to avoid his red-hot weapon glove. Isaac winced as he felt the heat of it pass within inches of his right cheek.  Isaac already had one burn scar there and he did not need another one.  He grabbed his weapon glove from its saddlebag and smacked the rider across the face as hard as he could.  The heavy metal glove snapped his head to the side and he tumbled from his saddle.

Isaac turned to see the last rider already heading up the road towards Lawrence and the family driving their wagon away as fast as it would go. He sighed. He didn’t blame the family in the slightest for running, but a thank you would have been nice to hear. Isaac didn’t get many of those. He shut off his sword and sheathed it.

“I’m sorry, darlin’, didn’t mean to sling you around like that,” Isaac crooned, lovingly slipping his weapon glove back into its bag. “Won’t be long before I can get you some nice new innards so I can use you proper again. Now, let’s see what the damage is here, shall we?”

He dismounted and went to the black haired rider who had been shot by his comrade. Isaac didn’t need to check for a pulse to know he was dead. He went to where the first rider he’d stunned with his sword lay on his side. He was just a kid, couldn’t have been older than eighteen. Isaac’s heart thudded as he checked for a pulse.

“Dear God, please don’t be dead,” Isaac whispered.

Isaac breathed a sigh of relief as a pulse fluttered under his fingers. The boy’s shoulder was busted but he was alive. The rider Isaac had hit with his weapon glove lay a few yards away. He was older with a little bit of grey streaking his beard. Isaac’s throat tightened when he saw the man was dead. He had hit the ground face first and his neck was bent at an angle that made Isaac sick.

He quickly turned to see one of the horses grazing peacefully on the tough prairie grass with a heavyset and red faced rider slumped over its neck. The second man Isaac had stunned with his sword, the one with the pistol. Isaac was fairly certain he was still alive but he checked for a pulse anyway just to be sure. He was definitely alive.

Isaac made his way a few yards up the road to the rider with wild blond hair that he had shot with his stun gun before he’d fought the others. He had rolled onto his stomach after falling from his saddle and he moaned softly when Isaac checked his pulse. He was going to be very sore when he awoke fully. Isaac couldn’t help but smirk at that thought.

“Alright, up you get,” Isaac said as he hefted the unconscious blond up.

Isaac half dragged and half carried him to the paint horse that Isaac hoped was his. He got the blond rider back into the saddle as best he could and went about tying him down.  

“Really hope the one that got away doesn’t go talking about how all his buddies are dead,” Isaac muttered as he led the paint horse and its unconscious rider back to where Lincoln stood patiently.

It wouldn’t be the first time. No one seemed to believe that he’d given up killing once the war ended. Isaac wasn’t going to think on that as he hitched the paint to a lead rope on Lincoln’s saddle. One down, four more to go.

Once he had gotten all the riders back on their horses and tied safely, he hitched the rest of them to the lead rope, and continued on to Lawrence.

The smell just kept getting worse. Isaac clenched his fist around his reins to stop his fingers from shaking. Hell and damnation, if that was what the town always smelled like Isaac had no idea how he would be able to work there, let alone live there. He gave his head a rough shake, flicking aside a strand of hair that had escaped his ponytail. The people of Lawrence needed him desperately. It was far worse than anyone in Washington could have imagined. He would deal with it.

“Who knows,” Isaac muttered under his breath. “Maybe I’ll get over my fits if I’m around it all the time.”

He let out a disgusted snort at his optimism. If that were the case, he would have been fine years ago with all the armed bushwhackers he’d dealt with. Sometimes he wondered if the west even knew Lee had surrendered.

Lawrence came into view around a low hill. It was a bigger town than Isaac had expected. He knew the rebuilding after the fire had gone at a record pace but he was not prepared for the sprawl. Squat, box like buildings were arrayed in perfect sets of grids. Isaac thought they looked like toads in battle formation. The Kansas River wound around the town like a discarded lady’s hair ribbon. A few church steeples poked up here and there. Black smoke belched its way from the massive Winchester Weapons Factory that sat in a prime spot near the hydroelectric dam. The wire factory sat farther down, belching its grey smoke with gusto like there was some kind of contest between the two factories. At least the bushwhackers hadn’t succeeded in shutting them down.

Isaac also wasn’t prepared for the completely overpowering stench. He gagged. The smell seemed to have reached a climax now that Lawrence was in sight and it nearly knocked Isaac off his horse. What in heaven’s name was going on in Lawrence? One of the riders, the blond one, moaned softly.

“Yeah, I know, I don’t like the smell either,” Isaac said. “How can you live in a place like this?”

The rider was silent. Isaac’s horse tossed his mane and whickered. It was a small miracle that Lawrence was still populated, especially with the bodies strewn about the last fifty yards before the town’s entrance. The muscles in Isaac’s chest locked and his heart raced. He halted his horse and stared at the carnage. Had there been some kind of battle? None of the previous sheriffs that had made it back to Washington had mentioned anything about a battle on that large of a scale. Isaac’s hands shook with renewed vigor. He would have given anything for a shot of whiskey. His throat was drier than the conversation at a Georgia garden party. Isaac swallowed hard and urged his horse forward.

“All right, now let’s see what all this is about, shall we?”

A legion of crows had descended on the bodies and were hopping about between them. Isaac willed himself not to look at them. He was shaky enough as it was.  

The wide road into Lawrence was virtually empty and unpaved. It made Isaac’s every movement seem unnaturally loud. The windows in the buildings that lined the street were dark, all the curtains drawn. Isaac scanned them for snipers. Just about every building had been vandalized in some way or another. A shattered window here, a crooked shutter there, scraped off whitewash over there. A white curtain writhed through a window with so little glass Isaac thought it was open. He jolted away from it. He didn’t see a gun barrel. It was just the wind.

There was barely a living soul to be found. The only ones Isaac could see were two men, both mounted, sitting in the middle of the road a few yards ahead of him. A welcoming party, fancy that.  

As he neared them, Isaac recognized the one with the reddish beard as the rider that escaped. He did not recognize the other. Based on the expensive looking coat the gentleman was wearing and the wide brimmed, black hat perched on his unruly brown hair, he was more than likely their leader. Isaac had no idea what his actual name was. Apparently, he simply went by Black Hat.

“I think you lost a few of your men,” Isaac said as he approached. “They weren’t behavin’ themselves so well when I was on my in.”

“Really now,” Black Hat drew the words out like a true Southern gentleman.  

“Unfortunately I couldn’t keep all of ‘em alive,” Isaac went on. “One went and got himself shot by one of the others and that one there took a mighty tumble off his horse. Poor devils, you should give them a right proper funeral as soon as you can.”

“And whose fault was that, I wonder?” Black Hat’s eyes gleamed like a coyote’s. “Ben the Butcher.”

Isaac felt like he’d swallowed a few gulps of walker engine coolant. Black Hat was wearing Confederate grey under that coat, so of course he’d know exactly what kinds of things Isaac had done on the battlefields. He might have even seen him in action. Isaac took a deep breath and braced himself for whatever storm was going to come out of that man’s mouth.

“Now tell me why you’re here, Butcher, and keep to the point,” Black Hat said.

“Well, for starters I’m here to return your men,” Isaac replied. “I’ve also been appointed as Lawrence’s new sheriff by President Grant.”

Both men stared at him. Then Black Hat let out a howl of laughter. The man with the reddish beard quickly joined in. Isaac seriously considered stunning them both and throwing them in the grave he would inevitably have to dig for this town. But it was always better to do things according to the law first. If that doesn’t work then you can start bending rules.

“The new sheriff?” Black Hat barely managed to squeeze the words out. “I knew you was a liar but I thought you was better at it. Do you honestly expect me to believe that?”

Isaac sighed and opened his overcoat to reveal the silver star pinned to his shirtfront. Reddish Beard immediately stopped laughing while Black Hat’s slowed to a deep trickle.

“Well, I guess you wasn’t lyin’,” Black Hat said. “But there’s a little problem, y’see, Lawrence has already got a sheriff.”

“Oh really,” Isaac didn’t like where this seemed to be going. “Care to introduce me?”

Black Hat pulled open his overcoat to reveal at least ten badges pinned to its lining. So that was why none of the men that came back ever had their badges with them. Isaac tried not to look as panicked as he felt. Why did he still go in expecting these jobs to be easy?

“So you’re the sheriff?” Isaac asked.

“I got the badges and that seems to be all it takes,” Black Hat replied. “At least in the eyes of the New Union.”

“Well, I wonder why no one told me that sooner,” Isaac said, quickly switching to his Georgia gentleman act. “In that case, I’ll let you take care of your men and be on my way.”

Black Hat gave him a quizzical look. Isaac returned the gaze evenly, hoping he could still mask his intentions as well as he used to.

“Be on your way?” Black Hat asked.

“Course, since Lawrence has a sheriff already, I’m not needed, so you can take that,” he handed the five horses’ leads to Reddish Beard. “And I’ll leave you all well alone.  I do hope you don’t mind my staying in town for a bit. It’s been a long ride and I need rest and some supplies.”

“Now wait just a minute!” Black Hat snapped. “This is my town, you can’t just stay here! I have to let you!”

“So are you the mayor or the sheriff?” Isaac asked. “I thought determining who was allowed in and out was the mayor’s job.”

Black Hat’s hand came to rest on his pistol. If he overstepped again, Isaac would have about a third of a second to draw his stun gun. Plenty of time.

“You keep talkin’ smart, you’re gonna be spendin’ the night with the crowd at the entrance.”

“Apologies, I was just a little confused.”

Black Hat snorted and kept his hand on his pistol. He regarded Isaac for a few moments and Isaac could almost hear the gears clicking behind his eyes.  

“You’re in luck, Butcher,” Black Hat said. “I’m feelin’ generous today, so I’ll allow you to stay for 24 hours to rest your horse and resupply. But you have to turn all your weapons over to me for the entirety of your stay. I can’t afford to have the likes of you raisin’ hell in my town.”

“Doesn’t really look like I have much choice, do I?”

“No you don’t.”

Isaac sighed heavily. He knew Black Hat was not going to let him out of Lawrence easily, especially without his weapons. But Isaac was not about leave Lawrence easily when his 24 hours were up. He unhooked his sabre from the wire that attached it to its battery pack before unsheathing it and handing it to Black Hat.

“What the hell kind of joke sword is this?” Black Hat snorted, running his hand over the dulled blade.

“It’s an electrified blade,” Isaac said. “Wired him myself.”

Black Hat gave him a look that Isaac could only describe as patronizing as Isaac handed him his twin stun guns.

“I always knew you was crazy, Butcher, but this is even beyond me.”

“Stun guns. Wired them myself as well.”

“What about this?” Reddish Beard snatched Isaac’s weapon glove out of its saddle bag.

“Oh don’t bother with her, she hasn’t worked in ages,” Isaac said. “All her innards have burnt out and need to be replaced.  It would take weeks to repair her.”

“Her?” Reddish Beard asked.

“How do I know you ain’t lyin’?” Black Hat’s dark eyes narrowed.

“Try switching her on for starters. If you still don’t believe me, I could pop her open and show you.”

Reddish Beard flicked the switch and was rewarded with absolutely no response. He tried again, still nothing.

“Piece of shit,” Reddish Beard growled, stuffing it rudely back into the saddle bag.

“Aw, be gentle with her, she’s an old girl, been through a lot,” Isaac chided.

Reddish Beard spat on the ground as an answer.

“May I take my leave, sheriff?” Isaac asked Black Hat.

Black Hat glowered but moved aside. Isaac clicked to his horse and started off down the road with a small smirk on his face. They hadn’t thought to take the battery pack for his sword.
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Hi there! Thank you so much for reading this installment of "Reconstruction: Spoils of War"! I hope you enjoyed the story. I can't even measure how much your support means to me. I love my readers so much! If you particularly enjoy this story, or have grown attached to its wonderful author, and would like to show both a little more love, a donation would be a great way to do so. I will be sure to give any donators a big thank you in my vlogs, on my blog, on twitter, or yell it on the street if you so prefer. Thanks! <3
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    5/25/2016 5:25:16 PM
    The atmosphere on this is awesome! I got a real sense of the ol' west but I love the twist with technology. Can't believe it took me this long to get round to reading this.
    • K. R. Kampion That's okay, I'm just glad you're here now! XD Thanks for taking the time to give it a read!
      5/25/2016 10:35:07 PM
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    5/25/2016 1:10:22 AM
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  • Keegan Lockhart commented on :
    1/26/2016 9:15:46 PM
    Whats up Kaitlyn? Can't wait to see more of your stuff!
    • K. R. Kampion Hey man! You finally made it! :D When is your stuff debuting?
      1/26/2016 10:55:03 PM
    • Keegan Lockhart I'm not sure. The prologue is still awaiting approval. It's actually an edited version of the chapter you read one time. Again, sorry for dropping a comment bomb on this chapter it is a great story though! are you still updating? any plans for the second one? Will we see Blood Rites come to life? I have so many questions for you! Also, Iowa City misses your talent.
      1/27/2016 7:33:03 PM
    • K. R. Kampion Oh awesome!!! Keeping my fingers crossed it gets approved soon! I don't see why it wouldn't though. I'm on a hiatus until March because my job is insane and I needed time to reconfigure my outline. Technically, No Rest for the Wicked is the second one. I just tacked it on to the end of book one and changed the title for interest's sake. Blood Rites will certainly come to life but I'm not sure if it will end up here, we shall see! Awww!!! I miss Iowa City's cheap food and our coffee places. Chicago just isn't the same
      1/27/2016 7:45:01 PM
    • Keegan Lockhart And we are officially live! The prologue to my story is up and I'm excited to be part of the community. Thanks a lot Kaitlyn, I never would have pursued any of this if it hadn't been for any of our talks and collaborations. If you ever find yourself back in Iowa City, hit me up and we'll be sure to revisit our old haunts.
      1/28/2016 3:32:17 PM
    • K. R. Kampion Hell yes!!! I had no doubts :) Aw, no trouble man! I totally will, and if you ever find yourself in the Windy City you know who to call
      1/28/2016 7:54:31 PM
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    1/26/2016 9:16:16 PM
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    • Keegan Lockhart Ok, sorry about all of those. My computer froze up and I thought I was closing the box but it just posted the comment like a hundred times.
      1/26/2016 9:19:42 PM
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  • TP Keating commented on :
    12/13/2015 6:27:38 PM
    Wow, an action-packed start or what? I enjoyed the whole chapter, and the last line sums up your (entirely successful) approach rather neatly: “They hadn’t thought to ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you! I'm so glad you're enjoying it!!
      12/13/2015 6:33:20 PM
  • Anton Nimm commented on :
    12/11/2015 4:31:37 AM
    For a steampunk western this has a surprisingly accurate depiction of PTSD, good work!
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you! I'm so glad my research paid off!!
      12/11/2015 4:42:01 AM
  • Anonymous commented on :
    10/17/2015 4:09:23 PM
    Well, this'll be the first comment I've left on this particular story of yours but it'll be pretty much just like the ones on TDPOO. This novel has gotten me to the point ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Is it terrible that I'm taking this as a fantastic compliment? XD
      10/17/2015 4:25:09 PM
  • Ada Redmond commented on :
    7/22/2015 10:59:03 AM
    Well, this was an awesome start to a story! Never read a steampunk western before but I just finished binge watching Hell on Wheels, so I'm more than ready for a story ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Yes you should! He's been compared to Mr. Bohannon several times already and I'm eager to see what you make of him! :D
      7/23/2015 2:52:42 PM
  • Aden Ng commented on :
    6/29/2015 10:45:06 AM
    Thought I'd start catching up on Reconstruction since I'm almost caught up with Lyncia. Thought the latter made for a better travelling read, considering the length. ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Ha! You're right! I actually added my warnings list after Spoils of War had finished and I totally didn't realize every single one was in the first chapter! That's hilarious!
      6/29/2015 1:59:35 PM
  • Robert Winter commented on :
    5/1/2015 12:05:39 PM
    I can't remember why I started reading this. It was a casual thing. When I started reading I couldn't stop... this is really good stuff.
    • K. R. Kampion Aw thanks! I'm very happy it caught your eye and I hope you stick around for the ride :)
      5/1/2015 1:28:42 PM
    • Robert Winter I forgot to mention something. i agree with the posters below about some of the dialogue feeling uninspired. I point it out because the writing is very good and if you could just brush up the dialogue you'll have a very solid story on your hands. Just my opinion of course, and you should totally do whatever feels right for you.
      5/1/2015 2:04:14 PM
    • K. R. Kampion Thanks for sharing! I welcome all constructive criticism! I'll definitely give it a polish for my second draft. This is just the fist, so there are going to be some kinks. Please continue to point them out to me as you read so I can polish the work up!
      5/1/2015 6:57:14 PM
    • K. R. Kampion *first. I can't type today for some reason :P
      5/1/2015 6:57:45 PM
  • Evan Marcroft commented on :
    4/29/2015 7:56:12 PM
    So all the comments I made previously still stand, plus you've got a hell of an opening. That's something I grapple with myself, writing an introductory scene that starts ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion I think Isaac is trying a bit hard to be cool to be fair XD But I'll definitely keep the dialogue in mind when I go through for the second draft :) Thanks!
      4/29/2015 9:52:24 PM
  • Jeanne Mercer commented on :
    4/24/2015 4:44:16 PM
    Gatling walker? D:
    • Jeanne Mercer Wait, is that a Gatling GUN walker? Or a walker invented also by Gatling? Either way, where can I get one for personal use?
      4/24/2015 4:45:07 PM
    • K. R. Kampion It is a Gatling Gun walker to be exact, so half invented by Gatling (I have a vlog about this at the beginning of book 2). You'll have to talk to the New Union about that because they're military issue only ;)
      4/24/2015 5:09:18 PM
    • Jeanne Mercer Nothing is "military issue only" to a master thief!
      4/24/2015 5:28:43 PM
    • K. R. Kampion Hahaha! True that! Or someone who can bribe...
      4/24/2015 5:38:44 PM
  • Andre Clemons commented on :
    4/3/2015 4:27:52 AM
    I had had this on my bookshelf for a while, but now I'm glad I started reading!! I'm usually not a western fan, but I do love a good steampunk story so that's what hooked ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you so much! I'm so glad you're enjoying it in spite of the western aspect :D I love action scenes, so there are a lot of them and I hope they're all up to par
      4/3/2015 1:42:46 PM
  • N.C. Gossner commented on :
    3/13/2015 6:57:39 AM
    Well this has been on my reading list for quote a while and I am glad it was! Great start. I love your portrayal of the times, and how well you have integrated things ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you so much! I'm so glad you got around to reading this :D
      3/13/2015 1:29:46 PM
  • Jake Young commented on :
    2/24/2015 1:09:33 PM
    So I'm finally getting around to reading this and I have to say it's pretty dang good. A western with some steampunk mixed in. Always fun! Sounds like Isaac is a bit of ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thanks! Glad you're liking it so far :) Oh boo! Thanks for catching that! I will definitely go back and switch that up. I do that a lot in action sequences so if you catch any more of that, let me know!
      2/24/2015 2:33:50 PM
    • M. Howalt I'm way too excited to see you reading Reconstruction, Jake! :D
      2/24/2015 3:02:25 PM
    • Jake Young Haha yeah! I had to get around to it sometime. There are just so many great stories to read here.
      2/24/2015 3:11:47 PM
    • M. Howalt Agreed. And this is one of them imo. :)
      2/24/2015 3:22:55 PM
    • K. R. Kampion Aw, thanks bro! You're making me blush >///<
      2/24/2015 7:30:26 PM
  • J.A. Waters commented on :
    2/16/2015 9:20:35 PM
    I love the use of common words that end up sounding ominous and foreboding. Walkers is that word in this chapter. It describes the machines without another mention. But, ... Show More
    • J.A. Waters Notes: "But Isaac was not about leave Lawrence easily when his 24 hours were up." (to) - Slight suggestion, preference of sentence flow: "A legion of crows had descended on the bodies and were hopping about between them. Isaac willed himself not to look at them." Suggestion: (A legion of crows had descended on the bodies and were hopping about between the corpses. Isaac willed himself not to look.) I mention it here but you have a couple of sentences throughout that have that kind of repetition. It doesn't hurt anything and you've got strong writing, just a thought.
      2/16/2015 9:20:40 PM
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you kindly for the tweaks! I'll definitely have a look at them for second draft purposes. Also Sheriff Batman is possibly the greatest description of Isaac I have ever heard and I'm honored that he has reached that echelon so quickly :D
      2/16/2015 9:32:40 PM
  • James Mons commented on :
    12/29/2014 3:15:01 AM
    Very well done! I loved how this first installment was very realand kept moving. I'm very excited to continue!
    • K. R. Kampion Thanks kiddo! Don't forget to vote on EVERY chapter as you go :P I'm going to keep giving you crap about that because I'm a jerk and a vote hound XD
      12/29/2014 5:17:41 PM
  • RJ Stein commented on :
    12/21/2014 10:27:14 PM
    I haven't read a lot of alternate history or steampunk. But I think I'm going to like this a lot. I really enjoyed the first chapter and the video. Very well-written.
    • K. R. Kampion Yay! Thank you! I hope you enjoy the rest! :D
      12/22/2014 1:15:24 AM
  • Evan Marcroft commented on :
    10/10/2014 7:35:57 AM
    I gotta say, it was heartening to see that a serial with such leviathan chapter length can still be so successful ^^ Thanks for showing it can be done. I'm following the crap out of this beast.
    • Evan Marcroft Also, why can't I vote fast enough graaaa
      10/10/2014 7:38:16 AM
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you so much! I only update once a week so it gives people a long enough chance to read in between posts. I'm so glad you're enjoying it! :D
      10/10/2014 6:04:01 PM
  • Derrick Cummings commented on :
    9/23/2014 2:08:43 AM
    First off, your video was fun. Second, the premise for your story along with the vlogs sounds promising, so right on. Finally, I dig any character who at the time is using electric weapons.
    • K. R. Kampion Thanks! I hope the rest of the story and vlogs live up to your expectations!
      9/23/2014 2:42:37 AM
  • Jeanene Doran commented on :
    9/9/2014 8:20:29 PM
    can't wait to read next chapter!
  • M. Howalt commented on :
    8/16/2014 9:40:39 AM
    The beginning is great - love how the reader's thrown right into the middle of the action (or flashback). Isaac's PTSD is very well described and it's hard not to get invested in him at once. :)
  • HemDiva commented on :
    8/3/2014 1:01:17 PM
    Why? Why didn't i find this earlier?! Awesome!:D
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    • Ryan Watt Yes yes, there should totally be a fandom name! Good call, S.
      8/3/2014 8:47:51 PM
    • Jennifer Flath I thought KR was already trying to make Voltapunk a thing, so Voltapunks?
      8/3/2014 8:50:46 PM
    • K. R. Kampion ........yes.......I CHRISTEN YOU ALL VOLTAPUNKS!
      8/3/2014 9:54:56 PM
    • HemDiva Yay! :D
      8/4/2014 11:22:09 AM
    • Sami Balts I approve of this name
      8/4/2014 6:20:02 PM
  • Ryan Watt commented on :
    8/3/2014 5:17:22 PM
    *whistles* This is my first time to the steam-punk western rodeo, and it is a perfect combination. I love that it is so steeped in history, with a great tech-twist. ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thanks! I'm going to shamelessly plug the videos that accompany some of the chapters and say that if you want more of the real history behind the story, watch them!
      8/3/2014 9:53:25 PM
    • Ryan Watt I definitely intend to watch them. Last night my computer was being fussy about playing videos (it gets that way after a long day of work) Plan to rectify that soon as I continue catching up.
      8/3/2014 10:03:47 PM
    • K. R. Kampion Understandable, computers are touchy things indeed
      8/3/2014 10:09:14 PM
  • Cambria Covell commented on :
    7/31/2014 5:55:42 PM
    I don't think I've read anything Steampunk that takes place in American history before so this made me excited.
    • K. R. Kampion Thanks! I hope the rest doesn't disappoint!
      7/31/2014 7:00:24 PM
  • Steven Marshall commented on :
    7/25/2014 3:06:01 PM
    The opening paragraph of this chapter is one of the most exciting I've ever read. Talk about "Hit the ground running"! Nice one! Excellent detail! :)
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it! :D
      7/25/2014 3:34:09 PM
  • Jennifer Flath commented on :
    7/4/2014 4:42:54 AM
    Getting to know characters inside and out is one of my favorite things. Great introduction to Isaac. I appreciated the time after the fight because it's always a chilling ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you! Ha! You're right! We totally are! I hadn't realized that, great minds think alike ;)
      7/4/2014 3:48:31 PM
  • Kevin Boyer commented on :
    7/2/2014 1:21:45 AM
    Very different and exciting. Sorry I'll only be able to get to your story in what little extra time I've got, but I like what I've read so far :)
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you! I'm glad you've taken the time to read it, it really means a lot :D
      7/2/2014 2:01:22 AM
  • Laura Morrison commented on :
    6/30/2014 11:10:49 AM
    This is great, and so different from anything else I've read on Jukepop -- I'll definitely be reading on! I love Fiction about American history, but have never read steampunk before.
    • Laura Morrison Don't know why fiction was capitalized
      6/30/2014 11:11:19 AM
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you so much! I love historical fiction but I also love sci-fi and alternate histories. Steampunk for me is like "Hey! Let's take all these things you like and mash them together to see what happens!"
      6/30/2014 7:52:13 PM
    • Laura Morrison I can relate to that writing philosophy :o)
      6/30/2014 7:58:24 PM
  • Eric commented on :
    6/28/2014 10:07:17 PM
    I like it. Really good opening paragraph, got my attention and held it there. I like the main character and the writing is smooth throughout. I've always liked the ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion I'm glad you're enjoying it so far! I hope it keeps your interest! I update every Wednesday (or Tuesday if my Wednesday fills up, I'm on vacation right now). If you're interested in the historical context, I recommend you watch my videos, they have a lot of information about the time period I'm writing about and how I've altered events to create the new world. Your story sounds interesting too! I'll definitely have a look at it!
      6/28/2014 10:37:47 PM
    • Eric I checked out your video! Good job (I don't know why I didn't put that in my other comment haha). The writing about the reconstruction after the civil war is a good area since it seems to be a blank in not only school but literature. And thanks!
      6/28/2014 11:41:16 PM
    • K. R. Kampion No problem! I've got two more videos up to go with subsequent chapters where I'll talk about the actual history :)
      6/28/2014 11:50:43 PM
  • Jackie Nordwig commented on :
    6/7/2014 9:59:28 PM
    You've succeeded to intrigue me. Now I'm looking forward to reading the next chapter. Nice job girl!
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying it so far!
      6/8/2014 12:29:01 AM
  • Kris Schoen commented on :
    5/23/2014 7:28:10 PM
    Nice Job, K R. I will make sure I share your story with others. You have sparked my interest to read more.
  • Conni Byron commented on :
    5/20/2014 2:25:05 AM
    Great story so far. I love Issac's character how he deals with people and his thoughts. I'm wondering more about his background and how he came to wire the stun guns and ... Show More
  • Sami Balts commented on :
    5/20/2014 12:54:59 AM
    Amazing as always, though I can tell ya that you have improved SOOO much in your writing styling since I began reading your works ALLLLLL the way back in the 7th grade. I ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thanks! Glad to see the massive tuition bill is going towards something!
      5/20/2014 2:36:00 AM
    • Sami Balts I /suppose/ going to school for something DOES tend to help hone your skills. Though those early stories will ALWAYS hold a special place in my heart
      5/20/2014 2:57:54 AM
    • K. R. Kampion Generally speaking it's supposed to. Yeah, mine too!
      5/20/2014 3:45:37 PM
  • Frances Raeside commented on :
    5/15/2014 3:08:48 PM
    Dear K.R. -- I'm thrilled by your publication! I will spread the word out here in California! I just finished the first chapter --lots of action, fast pace -- I really ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thanks Cousin Francie! I'm thrilled that "Reconstruction" will be spread through California! Glad you enjoyed the first installment, the second will be on it's way soon!
      5/15/2014 8:03:10 PM
  • 3/27/2015 11:31:18 AM
    Something shocking is happening on the open flatlands of Kansas. It's just years after the Civil War and the U.S. has entered wholeheartedly into its Reconstruction Era. ... Show More
    • K. R. Kampion Thank you so much for such a lovely review! I actually started doing a happy dance and my flatmates demanded to know what was going on. I wish there was a love button instead of a like button because this review was amazing and 5 stars again? Wow!! :D
      3/27/2015 1:45:45 PM
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