Rally could sense that the darkness of winter was drifting ever closer to Chicago. The air was getting cold, and rain often froze on her Blue Shelby GT 500. The crime rate had dropped dramatically since the new head of the ATF Victor Ross came into town. He proposed Stricter gun laws to the mayor, which were instantly passed. These laws have also made it tougher to sell fire arms and put a pinch on Rally's gun shop. She sighed as the door closed and ended another slow day at work.

May tried to cheer her friend up: "Aww, c'mon Rally. Don't be so hard on yourself. At least people aren't killing each other as much now with Ross as the new head of the ATF." She smiled as her friends words meant a lot to her: "Thanks May. It seems you're the only bright spot in my life right now". She said as a deafening roar of the Shelby's engine echoed through the alley way.

"So, what would you like to eat today Rally? Because you're having a hard time, it'll be my treat." May asked. The Brunette grinned: "I certainly wouldn't mind having Chinese food for a change. May, what do think of Ross? I get a bad vibe from him every time I see the guy." The blond crossed her arms: "Well…I've heard some intriguing rumors about him. Its said that he comes from a very wealthy and high class family from China. Its even mentioned that his family was once connected to the Yakuza.

Rally became interested: "what else have you found out May? Do you know why he's so high on gun control?" She asked as they exited the car and went into Rally's house. "That's something that I'm even a little confused on. You see, I had Misty do some research and all of his major investments are Military Weapons Development programs. Including one that specializes in small firearms research."

Rally couldn't help but to scratch her head. "A guy whose family had connections with the Chinese mafia, who invests in military programs, becomes the leader of the ATF and swears to stop gun violence. This just doesn't make any sense. All this thinking about things is making me hungry. How about that Chinese food May?" May nodded: "I was beginning to wonder when you'd ask. For a second there, I thought wouldn't have to pay it."

The two friends laughed. Meanwhile, at ATF headquarters in down town Chicago, Victor Ross was going through past records. "Roy. Just who are these two gals who've worked with in your division before? Mercenaries?" He sighed: "They're no political threat to you if that's what you're concerned about. They are just two very skilled bounty hunters who we've hired in the past to handle tricky situations. One of them also owns a gun shop, and I'm sure she's feeling the financial pain of your new gun control laws."

Ross had a cocky attitude: "Hey. I can't help it if the Mayor and I are on the same page. For all I care a person who owns a business like that should be put in Jail. The only thing that guns are good for is shedding blood and killing people. But anyway, I was curious about how talented they actually are. There's remnants of a old Chinese gang trying to rebuild themselves. "

Roy was shocked: "You're not talking about the Chicago's "Demon" gang are you? It took a swat team of twenty to bring down the bulk of them. Rally can't handle the remaining ten by herself!" "Do you want to keep your job Roy? Then give out the order." "Damn it…I'm sorry about this Rally…." He picked up the phone.

Rally had just finished a coup of noodles when the phone rang. "This is Rally Vincent. May I ask whose calling? Oh, its you Roy. You're not trying to stalk me again are you?" She asked half jokingly. Roy managed to laugh: "Unfortunately Rally, I've got a girlfriend now. But that's not why I'm talking to you. The new boss has a job. His orders are to take out the remnants of an old Chinese gang, nicknamed "The Demons, without any back up."

She was surprised: "Without back up? But that's practically impossible. What's the catch?" Roy sighed irritated: "The catch is that you'll lose your business license if you refuse or fail the job. If you manage to complete the mission alive, you'll receive a four year extension on it." Rally grinded her teeth together: "Grrr…I guess I have no choice but to accept it then huh? Alright, I'll do it. However, do me a favor and tell that boss of yours that he's a real jack ass."

She stared out the window as the snow had started to fall. May knew instantly that something was wrong. Her friend always gets that blank look on her face when things go bad. "Rally? What was that about? I heard something about a new job?" She nodded: "We're to take out what's left of the "Demon" gang in down town Chicago. May, I don't want you to get involved. This is something I have to on my own."

May got wicked look on here face: "You'd like me to sit aside, but I just can't leave a friend in need. Besides, I can't let you have all the fun." she said as she pulled out a grenade from underneath her coat. A half hour drive later they had pulled up to the opposite side of the street, on which the warehouse was located. Rally popped open the trunk and armed herself with her usual weapons: A 40. Caliber pistol, an MP90 sub machine gun, and a pocket protector just in case.

May as usual became explosive happy. She hid five grenades on each side her coat, and also equipped herself with five stun grenades. Rally pointed to a catwalk that led to a broken window, just big enough for the two to slip through. Sneaking their way in, the two ease dropped on the ten gang members.

"So. Do you think that the Cats our boss warned us about will show up?" a young man about the same height as Rally, with hair down to his shoulders spoke. A tall, well built man next to him smiled: "You seem pretty anxious rookie. You want to score with one of them or something." "Uh, no not at all. I'm just curious to see what kind of women would take your kind of work." the young man replied, slightly embarrassed.

The experienced man became slightly annoyed: "Listen. When they show our only mission is to kill them. Victor said that he would pay each of us a hundred k for their deaths." "Victor? The same Victor that is the head of the ATF? It can't be." Rally thought to herself. The young man spoke thoughtfully: "A hundred thousand. I could certainly use that money, If I have that, I can finally stop worrying about surviving financially."

"The question is kid, can you stain your hands with blood to get that money? If your innocence gets in the way and you run, I swear I'll hunt you down till the end of your days." One of the men whispered to his boss: "Sir, cat walk upper level. Six o'clock left." He took out his Desert Eagle and fired several shots in the general direction. Having no choice, Rally and May jumped down to avoid the gunfire.

Blasts of lead suddenly echoed through out the warehouse. Victor's men were falling one by one. May unpinned a grenade hurled it. "Smith you idiot rookie!! Get out of the way!" The older man yelled as he fired one bullet at the grenade. Upon impact the explosive blew in mid air. "Exell! Thanks a lot, I owe you one!" Exell fired two shots again, one of which hit May in the shoulder. "May!! May, are you alright?!"

When rally was distracted, Exell shot the gun out of her hand. "Ha! You ladies have been a thorn in our side long enough. Now I shall put bitches like you where you belong, in HELL!!" Smith Anderson looked at the sheer lust in Exell's eyes after he said those words. He saw the fear and worry in Rally's eyes. When he witnessed that, something within him made him hesitate to pull the trigger of his gun.

"Exell….I…I can't kill her!" Smith yelled as he pointed his gun to his ally. Exell spat on the floor disgusted: "If you can't do it, than I will. Can you do it boy? Can you pull the trigger on your only friend?!" Exell fired at Rally, but not before Anderson got a shot off on Exell. The impact of Anderson's bullet threw off Exell's aim, and Exell's bullet hit Rally in her stomach, instead of her head.

Smith threw down his weapon and ran to the girls: "You two are hurt badly. I have to get you out of here." Rally collapsed from the shock of the bullet going into her stomach, and the wound was bleeding. May spoke: "You…Have…To…Help Rally. I can get out of here on my own, but she's hurt too much. Take the GT to the Gun Smith Cat's gun shop outside of town. Get ready to run…."

Smith Picked up Rally and ran just as May launched a flash grenade. May took one last look at Rally before she took off in the Alley. Anderson found the Shelby parked out front. He gently laid her down on the back seat, and sped off. "Gun Smith Cats? You gotta be kidding me. That's the name of the place where I got my pistol. It shouldn't take me long to get there." He was right however, the Gun shop was completely engulfed by flame.

"Damn…What I have I gotten myself into?" He thought to himself as he drove past the fire. He decided to take her to his place. At least they'd be safe there for Exell did not know where Smith lived. He parked the GT 500 in the garage and placed rally on the bed in his room. He pressed down on her wound tightly for ten minutes, and it stopped bleeding. Luckily the bullet didn't pierce her skin all the way, as it fell out after he picked her up.

He pulled the blanket over her, and made himself comfortable on the couch in the TV room.

Through out the night, images flashed in Rally's mind of May getting shot, then the gun pointing at her. She woke up startled, but found that she was still alive somehow. It was dawn, and she noticed that she was in an unfamiliar house. She got up and walked into the kitchen. She saw someone she didn't know making breakfast, he turned to her. "Ah. You're awake. I was getting to worry about you. You feeling alright?"

She stared at him blankly, but managed to come up with the words: "You were part of the gang. Why are you treating me like this?" He sighed: "You don't waste anytime do you? Alright. I signed up for the job because I barely have enough money to survive. I was desperate to say the least. My family betrayed me, and I was left to survive on my own. I thought that anything could be better than this."

Rally quickly began to put the puzzles together: "So you decided to sign up with the Demon gang in hopes of making a quick fortune. I can understand that, but why did you hesitate to kill me? You had a chance at money that could've changed your life." Smith crossed his arms: "It was your eyes. I realized when I saw the fear that what I was doing was not right. After that I turned on Exell and rescued you as well as your partner."

She looked around: "May! May, is she here?!" Rally asked worriedly. "No she isn't. Your partner and I took off in different directions. She told me to drive to your Gun Shop to meet there. But…by the time I got there is was completely engulfed in flames. I haven't seen her since. I'm sorry." she shook her head: "No don't be…Thank you for everything. I'm afraid I've dragged you into my side business as a bounty hunter. I should be the one to apologize."

He smiled: "By the way. My name is Smith Anderson, age 22. Nice to get to know you." Rally grinned as she shook his hand: "Thank you. My name is Rally Vincent, 23." "So Rally, would you like some breakfast? Its not much but I know I get hungry after getting shot." She laughed: "Yes please. Is it all right if I use your shower to? I smell too much like blood." "Go ahead. I put aside some clothes for you to ware, I think they should fit you."

An hour later, they had washed up and eaten. Rally just finished putting on a pair of blue jeans and an old "Iron Maiden" band shirt that Smith had given her, when she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, do you happen to know where my Shelby GT 500 is? I'm kind of worried about it because I just put a new exhaust system in it a week ago." "Your Shelby? It's alright, I parked her in my garage. She had some blood on the back seat from your gunshot wound, but I cleaned that up last night….Rally, I have to ask you something."

She looked at him curiously: "Sure, what is it?" He hesitated: "I ticked off the wrong person yesterday. I betrayed Exell to save you…Now, he's going to hunt me down until one of us is killed. Could you please help me get through this? I'll give you whatever information you want." She nodded: "That'll be fine. After all, it's the least I can do. If it weren't for you, I'd be six feet under right now. Could you give me more information regarding your now ex gang leader?" He sighed: "It's Victor Ross."