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The lobby was peaceful, after Ashelin shot the alarm boxes in the corners. It was also empty. The stairway leading to it from the main building was not. Ashelin had carved her way out of the flesh blockade with bullets.

Now, she paused for a moment to catch her breath. Tess slid down her arms and into a heap on the floor.

"I can't believe I survived that." Images of shots and jumping from head to head and dark eco all flickered through her mind.

"Yeah, well, now's the fun part." Ashelin took a deep breath and pushed her hair back. "Rayn keeps all her money in her walls."

Tess looked at Ashelin with furrowed brows. Ashelin pulled a camera-relay from her belt, flicked it on, and held it up. "Hello Rayn," she said, a false smile creeping across her face.

"Ashelin?!"

Rayn, Razer, and an assortment of gangster leaders were sitting at a wood table, shock slackening their faces. Henchmen hovered behind them, uncertainly reaching for weapons. Given the image quality – Ashelin could see the hideous wallpaper, curling greens and pinks, this must be Razer's place - she imagined her face was quite large, probably being projected from an entire wall. In the shadows at the back of the room, Ashelin faintly made out a dark figure, puffing on a cigar.

"I am relaying to you from your own headquarters. It was quite a tough mission to get here! But this." She held the metal box up to the camera. "Is my prize."

"How did you…." Rayn stood, her mouth open in disbelief. She shook her finger at the wall. "Get out of there!"

"How did you get a signal to this room?" Razer jumped out of his seat. He looked behind him. "This was supposed to be a secure line!"

Rayn pointed. "You, get to zone three at once. Lock down the whole place!"

"That won't be necessary. I love feeling at home in someone else's nest." Ashelin smiled as henchmen and mafia dons alike roared around the room and screamed at one another. "Do you know what I hate more than liars?"

"Send UR-86 to the Bullet X room!" shouted Rayn.

"Traitors. You used us, Rayn. You poisoned us, made us your puppets in that atrocious game. You won all of Kras City on our sweat and blood! But that wasn't enough, was it? When the races came to Haven, you stole government secrets! How long were you going to sit around in your filthy little hole here before you started using our prize money against us?" She waved the box in front of the camera. "This is not yours and I am taking it back!"

Rayn was barely audible over the chaos around her. "That is my father's technology!"

Ashelin smirked. "No, that's my father's technology. And it's not all I'm taking." She pushed a button on a gadget on her belt. A little schematic of Rayn's HQ came up on the crime lord's wall. It showed a line of threads winding from the main entrance to the Bullet X room.

Rayn put her hands to her cheeks. "No!"

"Oh, I see that you know what these are." Ashelin grinned. "Thread bombs, designed to take out everything but the infrastructure. Power conduits, eco lines, and, of course, computerized data. Plus backups." She pushed another button and a green chart appeared on screen. It was labeled Assets. "Very difficult to replace all those wins without your old racing friends, huh?"

Rayn paled.

"And I'd hate to think what all your associates will do to you when you're suddenly out of money. And power." Ashelin pulled the camera close to her face. It loomed huge on the wall. "Do not mess with me again, Rayn."

The thread bombs exploded on the screen, little comical "bang!"s flashing every time one went off. As they fizzled out, the HQ's shading in that area turned black. Rayn's Assets plummeted to zero.

There was a second of silence, then Rayn and Razer screamed at each other, red-faced. People raced out of the room.

Ashelin clicked the camera off and replaced it at her belt. The thread bomb explosions were coming closer now. The floor shook under her boots. The lights dimmed. "C'mon, Tess," she said, hefting the Bullet X onto her shoulder. "Let's get out of here."

They strode out the front door, past a steaming vehicle pile up, and towards the docks.

"That was just amazing! The look on her face was priceless!"

Ashelin rolled her eyes as Tess recounted their adventure. They strolled along the docks, avoiding puddles. The faint light of dawn poked through receding storm clouds. Ashelin shook her head and wiped rain from her cap.

Tess pointed her fingers like little guns. "And then when it exploded you were like, 'pew, pew!' I can't believe- oh."

"Hmm?" Ashelin looked up, and saw what had cut Tess off.

Keira stood in the middle of the freighter, soaking wet, grinning madly. Her fingers were covered in oily rings, her pockets bulged, and two oven mitts were jammed into her shirt in a very suggestive way. Actually, all of her clothes had a lumpy look. She even had coils wrapped around her ears. The haz-mat cloak was on the floor, tied loosely around a heap of vehicle parts and more tools than they could count.

"Oh my god, Keira," said Ashelin. She yanked her cap off and tossed it to the floor. "What, you couldn't fit the engine in your underpants?"

Keira shrugged. "I had fun! And, boy, is Rayn going to be mad." Ashelin snorted. She put the Bullet X in a wall compartment. Keira wiggled her shoulders so the tools under her suspenders moved. "Look, I've got wings!"

"You look like a sculpture, or something," giggled Tess. She brushed her fingers through her fur.

"Great job, ladies." said Ashelin, sitting at the helm. She started the freighter and blasted the heat. "Rayn's going to be nursing those wounds for a long time." She stomped on the accelerator and they rose into the sky.

Fun fact! All the chapter titles (except 2) were taken from titles of episodes of the Powerpuff Girls. Why? If the answer isn't obvious from this fic, read it again!