The date of the ammo shipment arrived, and the girls were lying in wait for an ambush.

"Pinkie, we got to snag one of those drones," stated Sonata.

"On it," saluted the girl. She moved about until she got close to the dropzone where Crosshair and his gang were waiting. She signaled to Sunstorm and Phil, signaling he was in a sniping position.

"Ready?" said the former siren on their walkie-talkie.

"Ready!" said Pinkie.

The Poachers arrived at the clearing, unaware of the ambush.

"Where is that delivery of our ammunition?!" demanded Crosshair as he was getting impatient.

"Are you sure your dealers are trustworthy?" asked Hatchet.

"Of course they are!"

Pinkie loaded her slingshot, aimed at Sidearm's head, and nailed him.

"OW! Hey, what's the big idea, Fur Coat?!" said Sidearm as he looked at his comrade.

"It's not me!" responded the female hunter. She noticed the small rock by their feet and looked at it. Sunstorm fired and scrapped Fur Coat's left leg as she felt it.

"AMBUSH!" shouted Crosshair.

The hunters all dodged out of the way and took cover. Sonata ambushed Fur Coat as she limped away.

"So... The Infamous Curella de Vil," taunted the teen.

"Well, well, if it isn't the cheap-ass, corporately created Jasper," said the hunter as she drew her weapon. "Come to kill me, have you?"

"No... That's not me!" said Sonata as she began to attack the hunter.

Meanwhile, Pinkie and the others were pinning the Hunters down as the drones flew in with the shipment.

"Oh, special delivery!" the girl had a carefree expression as she saw the drones. Phil swung from branch to branch and onto a drone.

"What are they up to?!" asked Hatchet.

"The drones! Kill that monkey!" yelled Crosshair.

"Easier said than done!" exclaimed Sidearm.

"They got us pinned!" shouted Hatchet.

Phil successfully got the drone hooked and steered it to Sunstorm.

"Link established," said the robot.

"That's it!" shouted Crosshair. He pulled out his sniper and aimed as he had the monkey in sight. "Die, you stupid animal."

"Hey, Crosshair, catch!"

Pinkie threw an open bottle of hot sauce right into Crosshair's eyes. The hunter was blind momentarily as he began wiping the sauce from his eyes.

"Retreat!" shouted Buckshot.

The hunters all began to do just that.

"Where's Fur Coat?!" asked Sidearm as they retreated.

"Forget her!" stated Hatchet.

"She knows the plan," mumbled the hunter to himself as a smile appeared.

Sonata and Fur Coat kept fighting till Sonata backed her into a tree.

"You know this isn't the end of me? If I fall, the others will succeed!" declared the hunter.

"Your voice is seriously annoying," said Sonata.

Pinkie then shot Fur Coat with a tranquilizer dart. The hunter fell under its effects as she fell to the ground a few moments later.

"Nice. Another one. This is easy." said Sonata as they had now taken down their second foe.

One hour later...

Sonata threw water onto Fur Coat as the woman began to wake up. She noticed she was chained up as her hands were tied.

"Talk about being a hypocrite," responded the female hunter.

"Shut up!" exclaimed the former siren.

Sonata shut the door just as Pinkie approached her.

"Got good news and bad news." said the pink-haired girl.

"What is it?"

"Which one do you want?"

"I guess... the good news? Can't expect anything worst than being trapped on an island," said Sonata.

"We got the coordinates, and I sent them to my friends," said Pinkie.

"And the bad news?" asked the former siren.

"We're in international waters," said the pink-haired teen.

"Oh, great!" groaned the former enchantress.

"Bright side is our traps are still holding, and it's five against. The sooner we get the ship repaired, the sooner we're gone, and the police can handle them," said Pinkie as she kept her smile and carefree attitude.

"It seems things are looking up for us," replied Sonata as the pair went their merry way.

In the room, Fur Coat attempted to break the chain but found it hard.

"The girls think they're so smart," said Bolt as he was also in the room, looking at his comrade.

"They're the biggest dumbasses we've come across," said Fur Coat as she touched a small device on her wrist as it began to transmit.

Bolt smiled as he knew that Fur Coat being caught was all part of the plan.

"First rule of hunting..."

"... always be smarter than your prey," smiled Fur Coat as she finished the statement of her comrade.