The next day, Havoc takes me to a gun range close to the forest, so I can increase my aim, and learn a bit more about guns other than the one I have now. For me to be ready for that, I have to be aware of what bullets to use and what harm it can cause to people. Havoc teaches me about three guns: AK 47, Glock 23, and the shotgun. I first start with the Glock 23 since it's close to the 45 Caliber.

Havoc: I'm sure Riza taught you the basics on how to use a gun, right? So, let's see what you can do.

I create my stance, and I raise the gun pointing it to the target. I shoot at the target using up all of the bullets in the gun.

Havoc: Well, your aim needs a bit more improvement.

According to the target, I have a lot of misses, and only two nines, and one seven. My aim definitely sucks. That's one of the reasons why I can't shoot Greed in the chest.

Me: Damn it!

Havoc: Don't beat yourself over it, Serenity. Remember, it takes practice. *walks to me* Okay, you know spot right here on the top of the gun that you use it to aim. I notice that you kept both eyes open. What you should do is to close one eye, so you can get the perfect aim. Before you can do that though, refill the bullet chamber with more bullets.

Havoc hands me a set of bullets, and I take out the empty bullet chamber then put the new ones inside. As soon as I did that, Havoc says to me…

Havoc: Remember, use the aim on top of the gun, and close one eye.

I relax my body, and did what Havoc told me to do. I close my left eye, and took a shot at the target. It landed at the middle.

Me: Bull's-eye! Whoo!

Havoc: Good, but don't get cocky now. There are more bullets to use up.

After an hour and a half, I finished using the Glock 23 and began to use the two other guns. Out of the two big guns Havoc brought to the range, the easiest one is actually the AK 47. I'm not so good at using the shotgun, so I decide to practice with it a little more. Havoc leaves me for a while, and I'm still on the targets. It looks like I'm getting a bit better at using the shotgun. I made plenty of nines and two eights. I was about to take this last shot until these two people showed up. One was a man who wears something sort of like a gi, and carries a katana. Another person was a woman who had short blonde hair and a tattoo on the right of her right face/shoulder. I pay no attention to them at first, but the guy calls me.

Dolcetto: Hey, tomboy chick!

I don't respond to him, but I took a glimpse at him for a moment. I hear him say to me…

Dolcetto: I know you hear me.

Me: Yeah I can hear you, but I rather not answer.

Dolcetto: Well, you just answered me.

Me: Fuck you.

Martel: Mind if we talk to you for a second?

Me: For what? I don't even know you guys.

Dolcetto: Just to see if you want to join our rebel group. So, would you like to join? Our boss will make it worth your while.

I put the shotgun down, and say…

Me: No. I'm no rebel, and I'm not going against Central like that. Now why don't you do me a favor, and get out of my sight please.

Dolcetto: Ouch. You don't have to be so mean about it.

Me: Well, I'm a bitch, and a bitch is always mean. So, if you talk to a bitch, expect rude remarks from one.

Martel: You have such a bad attitude. You should show a bit more of respect.

Me: Respect? Bitch, please, I'm not even respected by these people, so don't whine to me about my attitude. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm heading home.

Dolcetto: Hold on, girl. *grabs my arm*

Martel: Dolcetto, don't…!

Like Greed, he grabs my arm, and you know how I get when someone just grabs me like that. I turn around, and backslap him in the face. I kick him back, but that wasn't a good idea. He still held on to my arm, so I fell on the ground with him. I pull my arm away, then say…

Me: Let go of my arm, you bastard. *gets from on top of him*

Before I can walk away, the guy quickly gets up, and pushes me down with my chest on the ground. He says…

Dolcetto: So, you want to get physical with it, eh?

Me: Get off me, asshole!

Dolcetto: I really didn't want to do this to a young lady like you, but you were pushing too hard.

Part of his arm was in my face, so I took the chance to bite him. He yells out…

Dolcetto: Ahhh! You bitch!

The guy releases me, and began to hold his arm. I look at him clutching his wound, and I don't regret at all. He actually started the fight. I was about to head back until I hear the woman say…

Martel: You know you forgot me right?

Me: I don't have for another dumbass like your little friend there. Just be patient until the day I'll make you eat dirt.

While walking back, I thought of those two, and what do they want me for. Of course I'm the streetwise crazy bitch that roams the streets of Central everybody knows about, but why? Even if I were to join them, I know that something bad is going to happen.