The dark figure slid through the shadows unseen by the few people wondering the streets. It slid into an alley a few minutes after a pedesterian. It kept to the shadows watching the girl walk in the light. The girl stopped and whirled around. She had shoulder length brown hair, slim muscular body and about 5'6". The figure was about the same height, give or take an inch, its body was hidden by a floor length black leather trench coat with a hood that covered her entire face with a shadow. "I...i...is a...a...any...anyone t..t...there?" The girl stammered out. The figure didn't move and didn't say anything. The girl turned and ran down the alley looking over her shoulder and she ran into some thing that felt like a wall. The hit the ground and looked up. There stood twelve men. Each wore black uniform, black hats, and a silver bullet pin on their right breast. "Move." The leader said. He had green eyes and he looked young, you couldn't see his hair because of the hat. The girl scrammbled to her feet and ran away. The only things she could hear were gunshots.
Emilia walked into the room, bullet holes covering her leather trench coat. "What happened?" A man asked taking all the guns and clothes that the woman handed him. He was tall and lanky. Blonde hair and green eyes. "Company." She simply said. "Company?" He asked and she looked at him. He was cute no matter how you looked at him. "Simon. Get the others and tell them to meet me in the conference room." She said and walked away. "But Em, the conference room is that way." He yelled after her pointing in the other direction. "I'm waking her up." She said and Simon dropped everything and ran after her. "You can't do that. She'll blown into a million pieces if you do that." He said walking with her begging her not to do it. "Oh Simon, it's nice you care. No showing emotion remember. Especially to one of us. Go get the other girls. "Em, please." He begged and stopped walking. But her leather clad body kept on moving.
Jess, Brandy, Nikie, Tiffany and Tara were all sitting around the table playing strip poker. "Flush. Strip." Nikie said and Jess stood up. She took off her gun holsters. Two on each thigh, one on her calf and one on her ankle of each leg. One on her shorts, in the back, one on the back of her shirt and a vest with two holsters on the sides. She set them down on the table. Tiffany smiled at her and delt out the cards again. Tiffany had short cropped hair that only stood off her head about an inch and a half, it was black with silver tips. She had tanned skin, a small form, black eyes and she was about 5'7". They all looked the same except they all were different heights. They all wore black high-heeled leather boots that went up to her thighs, short, short leather shorts that were also black, silver leather tube top that just covered their breasts, silver leather gloves, a black leather trench coat, and a black and silver mask that covered their mouths and noses. Jess sat back down and they were about to start another round when Simon burst through the door. "Em wants you all in the conference room A.S.A.P." He breathed out. They all stood and walked out the door.