(Along these lines)
He headed out of his home and in search of a beer. He looked up and saw the saloon sign. Entering the building he heard a gunshot but ignored it. He wasn't one to get involved in bar fights because then he would reveal his powers. Jonathan took a seat. He looked to his right and saw both a man and a woman. The man was putting away a gun.
So that's who shot... Jonathan thought back to that morning when he had chased the man. After three months of tracking him he finally found the man responsible. He was in jail and now there were only two left. He was getting closer.
"What'll you be havin' son?" Jonathan looked up at the bartender.
"A beer." Jonathan was fully loaded with all of his weapons, expecting one of the friends of the man he arrested to come after him. He had his two revolvers, each loaded with hexed bullets going Seeker, Seeker, Seeker, Wax, Searing, Subtle. He had all of his athames, enchanted to make them venom blades, two karma blades and two for channeling. He also had his whip, which he only knows one spell for, Terror whip, and his rifle which was resting by his foot with wax bullets inside. The beer slid over and he caught it, bringing it up to his lips and took a sip. He lowered it and the glass exploded in his hand after a gunshot. He turned to see the remaining two on his list.
The tallest man had long unkempt hair and was holding a rifle whereas the smaller man had a bald head and scar over his left eye with two pistols. The rifle was smoking at the end.
"Don't worry everyone. We aint hear for you." The tall man said. He lifted his rifle and Jonathan grabbed his before running and dodging a bullet. He removed his six shooters and fire from both but, seeing as those bullets weren't intended for the men, the bullets just flew into the ceiling. As the men watched Jonathan's bullets he ran upo and hit the little one before heading out of the saloon. He didn't see what everyone else inside had done. HE went round the corner and listened to the men move and get ready for a fight.
Two bullets were created for the men. One for each but Jonathan didn't know which seeker bullet it was. The next one or the one after that. He stood there at the corner and waited for the en to try something or for someone else to do something.
(I'll let people post before I continue with the fight.)