I awoke to the sounds of cars and people walking. I opened my eyes to see that I lay in an alleyway. I thought she had knocked me out and simply abandon me to the mobs. I got up and dusted off my leather jacket as I walked out to see a crazy sight.
Instead of the dark and gloomy streets of New York, I saw buildings of less height and more color on them then NY's towers. I thought I was still drunk from last night but that was dashed when someone accidentally slammed into me.
"Hey watch where your going!" I said to them but they kept walking forward not noticing me at all.
I've had enough to figure out where the hell I was at so I decided to go to the nightclub that was near by. The only thing I like about those places were the drinks, nothing else is really worth noting nor seeing.
I ask the guy for some scotch, thankfully they had it here so I don't have to worry about where to find some.
It's when I get my drink a girl enters with long blonde hair and a brown coat. She seemed to show enough skin to impress some boys but not too much for the wrong attention. She sat right next to me. I wasn't paying attention and instead had my eyes on the owner of this establishment talking with someone who definitely was a criminal. Their conversation ended as quick as it had begun.
"What would you like?" The owner said.
"Strawberry Sunrise, no ice! Oh and one of those umbrellas." She answered back with a smile that screams I'm gonna beat the living hell out of you.
"Aren't you a little young to be in this club, Blondie?" Smooth, what are you going to say next, fine gentleman.
"Aren't you a little old to have a name like Junior?" She giggled at his expense. Junior though does look more important than his lame name.
"Yes,Junior, I've got several. But instead of sweetheart, you can just call me sir." Then the next moment she is squeezing the mans more private area.
She began asking him about this woman while, painfully holding on. Guys began coming toward us the center of attention.
"If you want to make it
Junior, I've got several. But instead of sweetheart, you can just call me sir.
"If you want to make it out of this club alive, I suggest you let me go. Now!"
I was this close to pulling out my gun before she placed him down.
Before punching him away. I got up and jumped on the nearest guard and shot 4 rounds for each one of them. More enter the club so I open fire on them.
I finish them off and see The girl fighting off against two other women. Across the way junior with a high energy weapon, aims at the girl.
I jumped off my side and get a clean shot through his shoulder.
I got up and got out before any police came. Besides that I still needed to look for her daughters. No other plan came to mind so I walked in hopes of something.