-Athena: Arriving in Havana-

It was nighttime in the beautiful city of Havana. People out dancing, drinking, having a good time.

But some people were getting ready to use the city's funds to buy underground weapons.

The President gather his things in his office. His assistant barged in the room, scared look on his face.

Assistant: Sir, we have a problem!

President: What is it?

Assistant: Our supplier was attack at the warehouse. I've got a call that the attacker killed them and he's on his way here.

The President wasn't scared or frightened. He was pissed as he punches his desk.

President: How the hell did someone know their location?! Ahem, no matter, are the weapons recovered?

Assistant: Uh, no sir. The National Guard got them. We need to go now before whoever attacking us gets here!

President: I'm not going anywhere. I got the police to come in here and kill the idiots who after me in self-defense. Plus, we'll have the money for another shipment.

The Assistant was losing his mind, panicking. It got worst as his cell phone ring. He answered it and recognize the voice.

It was the person that called early. The person that attack the supplier. He hand The President of Havana the phone.

Assistant: He wants to speak with you.

The President grab the phone and shoo his assistant out of the room. The door closed as he begin to speak to his attacker.

President: Listen, I don't know who you are and I don't care. Do you know who you're messing with? I am Gabriel Vorchee, The President of Cuba. Taking me down is like a federal offense and I will make sure you'll hang for this.

Tonight, you took my weapons away. I don't know how you knew about my supply, but-

The call hung up. But the phone started to feel hot.

The Assistant stood by the elevator as The President's Office exploded.

Assistant: I guess I'll take the stairs.

Walking down the stairs wear dead police officers and security guards lay on the steps.

The Assistant took off his jacket, turning it inside out from brown to black. He put on a fedora with a heart, diamond, club and, spade insignia pins on it.

Bray: BJ, how was work?

"Well, my boss just been fired."

Bray: Well, you need to get on out of there because more authorities are on the way.

Blackjack exit it out of the building away from the incoming officers. He got on his hovercycle and ride out of the heated area.

The Bounty Hunter arrive at the airport where his plane was, riding inside of it.

Attendent: Welcome back, Mr. Blackjack.

"Thank you, love."

The flight attendant took his gear and weapons as he went to take off his suit.

Bray: Alright, tomorrow was suppose to your trip to Sweden. But, we got a change of plans.

"Change of plans? Bray, what happen man? I was looking forward to go to Sweden."

Bray: I know. But you got an insane offer today. $250,000 to kill a scientist in New York.

"A scientist? This isn't just a scientist who's life is worth a quarter of a million dollars."

Bray: Your right. This is Dr. Steven McIntyre, one of the scientist that help copied the super serum, making super humans.

"Hmm, sure, we'll do it this then. I was really hoping to see the Sweden gymnastics team."

I got on my silk pajamas and begin to read files on my bounty for tomorrow.

Life's been good since I came back to the Bounty Hunting business. Killing bad people, getting money. But money isn't much except for hotel expenses and materials for my playing cards.

Now this mission will be the craziest I ever had since my first time getting into the business.

Hold on tight, this is going to a hell of a ride.