Raging Blade's pov

The odds weren't stacked in my favor, it was me against five Dracs. If these vile creatures hadn't had their ray guns and were only armed with a sword as I was they would have stood no chance. But as it was I was powerless and injured and couldn't do much but let them toy with me as they like.

"Let ussss go we wassste time on him." one of the Dracs said in their strange and serpentine speech. The others nodded and the one who had spoken turned and pointed his ray gun at my forehead. Just as he was about to pull the trigger he was shot in the back of the head. Instantly I pounced, slicing the four remaining Dracs' legs out from beneath them. Not missing a beat they too were shot. Looking up, the lady who stood over me had the aura of a warrior but the beauty of a confidant woman. The lady's chocolate brown hair was unbound, tumbling down her back, as it was tugged by the wind. Sharp green eyes studied me over, standing out even more so because of the two tattooed falling stars on her cheeks. The tattoos reminded me of an Indian warrior's war paint, something I had only seen in books before they were burned.

"Your name?" she demanded holstering her ray gun.

"Nothing you need to know." I answered curtly. Though she may be lovely I could not trust her on looks alone. The lady rolled her emerald eyes and offered me her hands.

"Being stubborn will get you nowhere Ox, especially when you're hurt." she stated glancing pointedly at my bloodied calf.

"I am not Ox I am Gavin," I retorted using the sheath of my sword to push myself to my feet.

"Not anymore, you'll be Raging Blade." she stated instantly at my side and settling my arm around her shoulder. Lovely looks, strong and intelligent she would be a good companion, I thought as she helped me to her motorbike. Sliding in front of me she brought the bike to life, hollering that we were heading to a Killjoy camp before kicking off and setting the bike in motion.

I tightly wound my arms around her torso, resting my head between her shoulder blades and grimaced when I squeezed the bike with my knees, the action setting off pain in my right calf.

We rode for however long it took before we reached the camp. A ways away from the camp the lady tied her bandana so that it covered her face from nose down. I was curious as to why she did this but did not say anything as she started forward. She went at crawl, hollering that she needed medical attention. A minute later Killjoys were swarming us, like bees to a flower, hauling me off her bike and questioning the lady about where she had come from, who she was, who was I? I struggled to stay with her but the two Killjoys who had a hold of me dragged me to the medical tent within the camp.

"Stay still and let the doc work, and you'll see your girlfriend in no time." one of the Killjoys ordered pushing me onto my back since I had begun to sit up. I did not bother to deny that she was not my girlfriend and merely waited impatiently for the doctor to finish cleaning the wound. When at long last he finished, announcing I was otherwise healthy I was on my feet and demanding to know where my lady was. "Cool you jets dude she's talking to Show Pony." the Killjoy who seemed to have all the time in the world insisted. I ignored him and using my sheath as a crutch set off looking for her.

I was eager to know more about my savior, and this apparent leader named Show Pony. Ten minutes later I found them inside an area that was covered with a tarp, pouring over a map looking quite serious.

"Show Pony?" I questioned raising my pierced eyebrow, unsure if this strangely dressed man/woman was that person. Show Pony looked up and the round youthful face, short cropped hair, and cupid bow lips gave away nothing of their gender. It was the eyes that did it. They were a gentle greenish blue, something in them belonging to a mother and so therefore a woman.

"Raging Blade glad you could join us, it seems your name fits you well." Show Pony smiled beckoning me in. I joined my savoir at her side and noticed she no longer covered her facial tattoos and that she had tattooed stars also clustered on her lower arms.

"It is not wise to lie or decieve your comrades." Show Pony stated out of nowhere. I opened my mouth to defend myself, saying I had done no such thing but she stopped me by saying

"Hush Blade, I do not mean you." Pony quieted nodding her head towards my savior who had bowed her head, long chocolate brown hair curtaining the side of her face.

"My name is Renegade Star, Blade and before you hear it through the grape vine I used to work for BL/ind as a S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W leader." Star explained straightening her slumped posture and gazing at me with those serious green eyes that were like steel.

Impenetrable but with enough heat grew molten.

It was with this thought that I was determined to melt those steel eyes and see gentle grass green gazing back at me.

"You can better help our war on BL/ind, you know the city and all of it's secrets." I responded with a shrug. It wasn't that I was ignorant of BL/ind, how could I be? But nor did I condemn her as completely bad. I would be wary but I was not going to treat her like she had a disease.

"So what're we waiting for let's get to work." I stated giving her a grin.