I guess, first off, there are some terms that I should probably clear up. Such as the Screamers, Thorns, Hunters bit. The original RP that my friend and I did a) is set in the future, but I am omitting that kinda stuff from this story, and b) the main story takes place in the remnants of a city where 4 gangs have taken power. To the North the Tenno Warriors. East: Jet Screamers. West: Black Thorns. South: Shadow Hunters. The town itself is divided into basically, 5 not necessarily even, segments. The center is a neutral area where anyone goes, and the others are referred to the as the Four Corners, because of the whole North South East West thing.

Okay, that straightened out, on with the show!

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Frowning darkly at the race results the Screamer girl stormed back towards the main building. It was a good two-mile walk from where she was, but it was her realm, so had no reason to be worried.

While along her idle stroll she had nearly been run over twice, first by the psycho bitch Hunter, second by her own chasing the waste of life. With a deep sigh after the passing she dug deeply into a pocket, finally retrieving a mangled pack and a near empty lighter. Shaking out one of the last three she caught the cig between her lips and returned her dismal remains to the pocket. Lighting up she inhaled deeply, listening to tires squealing a few blocks away. ~Hope they get run into a wall.~ she found herself thinking in a sinister tone. Exhaling deeply she sighed and continued along.

Occasionally she would come upon or cross paths with others of her own. With hardly a nod they would acknowledge one another, but that was it. By the time she got to her destination her boy toy had already been back for several minutes, the entire time, including some time after her arrival he had been cussing up a storm, spectators only reclined lazily, amused at the scene.

Eventually spent of most of his range he stormed over to the girl and buried his face in her lap. Smirking she tenderly stoked his shortly cropped hair, both waiting for him to completely cool off. In time he mumbled into her legs, "What'm I gonna do Aim?"

She considered the thought for a moment. "There's a few things I can think of. One involves getting ya worked up again though."

"But that ain't what I was asking about."

"I know. I know."

"Suggestions?"

He may have been one of the heads of the gang but she was most definitely the brains behind his brawn. Of course he would never have admitted otherwise, but between the two of them they both knew it was true.

"I say we find a way to get her in trouble."

He raised his head to look up at her, his chin still resting high between her thighs. "How?"

An evil smirk slipped across her lips. "You saw just as well as I. Short tempers flare easy, don't they?"

A spark lit in his eyes at catching her drift, he mirroring her grin. "Any ideas on how to go about it?"

She pondered for a moment. "Give me some time to think this one over. We don't want to jump to conclusions now do we?" Lightly she pinched his cheek, the Screamer reddening at catching her meaning. Subtly he adverted his eyed for another brief moment before nuzzling his face back into her warm lap.

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With and exhausted sigh she rolled over and sat upon the edge of the bed. Her lover still lay asleep, snoring softly. Not even bothering a glance to him Amy stood and gathered her clothes, quickly pulling them back on. Checking to make sure that her magnum was fully loaded she slipped it into her pocket, but not before checking the safety twice. She wasn't going to take any chances considering that one of her comrades had sterilized himself in his haste to knock back a few Tenno's. Between the self inflected injury and swift swipe of a katana he hadn't lasted very long. She knew all along that he wasn't the brightest match in the pack, but never wanted to say anything in case she was looked upon as a traitor.

Her weighty booth thumped heavily on old hardwood as she made her way out and back to the street. Bored, Amy was in the mood to pop a few heads.

Keeping a low profile she slipped through the back streets and towards the Tenno's main hang. They were easy prey, and she knew better than to go for the bigger game. Hunters and Thorns almost completely ruled the town only because they were the largest gangs. So naturally they were always at one another's throats in a constant dominance struggle.

Finding a suitable hiding spot she took up camouflage and waited for an opportunity of target practice to present itself.

She was only able to get off five shots, three of which hitting their targets, before being spotted.

By the time the girl found herself on safe ground she was sporting another dozen cuts and graze wounds, most of which were probably going to scar, just like most of the others. Limping she hobbled back to her room where he still lay sleeping. She rolled her eyes and limped into the bathroom. ~Lazy prick.~

It was difficult to clean all her injuries without hurting herself even more. The fight for her life had been less than fair. It was two on one, Tennos favor. Wincing she rubbed her stomach where the blond had caught her with a fist. ~Scrawny bitch is stronger than she looks.~ She winced again, more that aware of the bruise that was more than likely to form. ~'M gonna get her.~