It's been a while since the events of Crash Bandicoot I. While Tawna certainly liked Crash, and she was certainly grateful for him rescuing her. But even then, she could not shake the feeling of bitterness and resentment. She hated the fact that she was too weak to defend herself. Hell, she shouldn't even exist the way she does. She was just a normal bandicoot until she was taken and mutated. It was not long until rumor spread that she was going out with Pinstripe of ALL people, a rumor she shot down with no mercy whatsoever. She groaned at the thought of it. "Ugh, i'd rather slit my wrists, catch syphilis, and blast hot mustard up my vagina then go out with that creep," she mused to herself. Ever since then, Tawna secluded herself in a mountain region to train, and she has grown quite proficient in swordplay and martial arts. "I must become stronger!" She said to herself. Tawna picked up a large coconut. She was going to toss my thing and roundhouse kick it, but her attention was caught by a black billowing cloud of smoke. Tawna climbed up onto a ledge to investigate. Just as she suspected, it was Pinstripe Potoroo's nuclear power plant. "Oh, speak of the devil, I should probably take care of that," she said.
Pinstripe sat in his office with a cigar in his mouth, and a shit-eating grin on his face. His revelry was soon interrupted as two shurikens flew past his face. He instantly got up and fire his tommy-gun. After a few seconds, the gun jammed, giving Tawna opportunity to drop in and pearl harbor him into a wall. Pinstripe, dazed and confused, tried to get up, only to take a double katana slash through the spine and a gunshot to the head. Tawna looked at the gangster's corpse. "Like I said, mustard in the vagna," she said coldly. Taking the gun, Tawna stepped outside. "Roses are red, violets are blue, Cortex, i'm coming for you!"