Yup, I'm going again. Hailey thought. Uh... I'll go for the cannon ball this time.

Hailey felt herself being launched inside of the plastic ball, and braced herself. Here we go! She crashed into the airship, and she glared at the two people in the cockpit she landed in. Two woman, like herself. One had long, flame-colored hair, and it draped down on one side, and had a buzz on the other. She wore a brown jacket and a dark shirt, with a red bandana around her neck. The other had medium lengthed, curly, brown hair. She wore two top hats and a gold chain. She wore a dark gray dress with thin vertical lines of a lighter shade of gray going down her dress. She began running away. "Go, go! I'll hold 'er off!" The woman the ginger hair called, then turned to Hailey. "Come on, then!" She had a thick British-Australian mixed accent. Hailey began to move a control stick to charge up the ball. She dashed through the door, and the fire-haired woman dashed out of the way. "Hm..." She grabbed a walkie talkie that had been attached to her jacket. "I've got a security alert, look out for a girl in a big plastic ball. No, I'm serious."

INTERMISSION

Hailey heard the errors of someone trying to open a door. It was probably the girl with slightly lighter brown hair than her. How do I get up there? Hailey studied her options.

She decided to use the rocket launcher, and launched herself upwards. The woman with curly hair successfully opened the door with her card and run in. Hailey rolled behind her. Hailey panted behind her. Dear lord, why did I have to do this at the wrong time!? She thought, but she was almost to the brown-haired girl. Then, someone leaped down in front of her, and Hailey forced herself to stop. "Now I've got ye..."

It was the woman with the long fire colored hair again! Hailey prepared herself for a fight, when time froze and grayed out again.

"Okay, dirk or yo-yo?" The deity asked.

"Really? It's that simple?" Hailey asked. "I have a feeling both of them are right... but what the hell is a yo-yo gonna do?"

"I dunno. You'll have to find out yourself." The deity sounded non-chalant as ever. "No. I'm gonna use the dirk." Hailey said. "Alrighty. Suit yourself."

Hailey selected the dirk.

She got herself into a battle of some sort with the flame-haired girl. She had a few options;

Fight

Blitz

Tools

Magic

Fight sounded the most boring and ineffective out of all of those, and Blitz sounded like she would get herself hurt in the process. So that cuts it down to two options, tools or magic. What kind of magic? How hard would it be? Hailey had questions that couldn't be answered.

Tools it is.

Hailey got a chainsaw and a mask from the deity. What was they expect her to do, do something like it was from a horror game? Thats exactly what Hailey was going to do. She flipped on the mask, and the flame-haired girl had been too stuck in thought, probably thinking about what she was going to do. Hailey heard a screech from her as she cut off her legs and fell to the ground, and heard a thud and she hit the side of her head pretty good. She looked helpless. Hailey smirked. She cut off her right arm as she turned off the chainsaw, threw off her mask, and left.

Raychel's (Reginald's) POV

Raychel stopped outside the door of the cargo bay, knowing her right hand lady could stop the attacker. She trusted the Right hand lady with her life. She blinked, waiting for her to emerge victorious. She was confident in her, no anxiety at all, until she heard an earsplitting screech and the roar of a chainsaw. Wait... her right hand lady didn't have a chainsaw. That was the intruder! She was killing her! "Righty, NOO!" Raychel cried. She heaved a sigh, and prepared herself to run away from the intruder when she emerged.

Hailey's POV

Hailey saw the brown-haired girl again, but her expression was a little different. Was that grief? Or sadness? Oh, probably because Hailey had blood on her clothes and hands, and the woman knew she was in a fight. The girl she was after ran through a door as she came across a gap. Hm... Hailey would think out her options. I'll go for the glider.

Hailey shrugged the glider onto her shoulders and leaped down, reaching the other side. There was a chime, and what sounded like a group of people clapping. Where did that come from? Hailey looked around, confused. Hailey tossed off the glider and went through the door.

Hailey ran behind the brown-haired girl and tackled her down, and pulled them both up, yanking the other girls golden chain. Hailey was pulling on the chain. Hailey smacked the cargo doors open. The woman she was holding by her gold necklace was coughing and hacking, Hailey ignored it. She was angry, when she heard her earpiece buzz in. "Careful!" It was her teammates voice. "She's choking! You don't want to kill her!"

Hailey loosened her grip, and the woman gasped for air and steadied her breathing. "Awesome! Now just get 'er to us!" It was her teammate again. "You've defeated me, and my right hand lady. I surrender the airship to you." The woman Hailey had under her own control spoke to her. She had a British-Scottish accent. Time froze, and everything grayed out again. "Okay, now if you want to be on the government's side-" The deity began. "Hold up, I get to pick sides?" Hailey sounded interested. "Yup. The choice is your's." The deity told her. "For the government's side, you've got the tank, or a parachute." The deity stated. Hailey nodded. "Okay..."

"And for the toppat's side you've got the dummies or a missile." The deity told Hailey. "What's it gonna be, Hailey?"

"I'll go for the governments side. I just worked with them, after all." Hailey said. "And I'll go with the tank. Because I've always wanted to ride in a tank!"

Hailey pushed the brown-haired woman inside the tank. "Nyeh!" She shouted. Hailey jumped into the tank herself and drove out of the airship. She covered her mouth as she felt the tank spinning as it fell. She shuddered when it crashed for it's landing. Hailey opened the hatch on the top of the tank, and grabbed the woman she had captured. There were a few blood marks on the girl, from where Hailey had to keep her still with blood on her hands. She pushed the woman to the person who brought her here. The girl looked extremely sad. Was she crying? The person who Hailey had given the girl to nodded to her teammate. He looked anxious as he walked up to her, holding a piece of paper in his hand, which was shaking. Hailey wiped the blood off her hands on her black shirt. Charles gave her the pardon. Hailey opened it, and Charles stood in front of her for a second, trembling a little. He had given Hailey her pardon. Hailey looked up at Charles, who looked very nervous. "You okay?" Hailey asked hesitantly. Charles jumped a little in startlement, and his cheeks turned a little red. "Oh, yeah. I-I'm okay." He stuttered. Hailey looked at him for a moment. "...Okay then." She nodded and waved goodbye. Charles waved goodbye as he walked back over to his helicopter. Hailey looked at her pardon one more time, and back at the tank that now belonged to her. She drove it away, smirking, bouncing a bit and the wind blowing her hair back.

RANK

Relentless Bounty Hunter