Power is Corrupt

Spike managed to spot the junkyard after about the 3rd hour looking for it just on top of a hill. when they drove up there, they saw a sign that said "junkyard" but they could just barley see it over the graffiti over it that read "fuck off!"

"Welcoming...." Spike rolled his eyes.

When they drove up the the automated gate that opened up the moment it read them, they could see the lights on in what looked like a small house at the top of the junk yard hill. when they drove up they could see rocket launchers lined up against the wall, several blood stains on the ground, bullet shells littered the ground and they could hear machinery being used inside. Blackfield was about to go over to the door when she saw that the person was looking for was lying on a skateboard underneath an ice-cream truck doing some construction from underneath. she walked over and knelt down to speak to the person underneath.

"I assume your Devil Dash?" she questioned.

The woman jumped a little, banging her head underneath and shouting out: "SON OF A BITCH!"

She then rolled out from under the Ice-cream truck and looked Blackfield in the eyes.

"And just who the hell are you!?" she shouted.

Blackfield wanted to shout back but decided not too, considering the fact that this girl was practically built like a tank. Spike looked around and from some of the Equipment inside he could tell that she did the same workouts as Oliver Queen from Arrow. The woman stood up and wiped her forehead with a cloth and wiped some of the grease and oil from her body.

"Yeah that's me... Wadya want? and you better have a good excuse for coming here....." Devil Dash growled.

Blackfield looked Devil Dash in the eye and Spike saw the electricity in their gazes... These two weren't about to get along.

"We're just here to make sure the preparations for the entertainment are ready..." Blackfield growled. "And yet all i see is some lesbo working on her ice-cream truck!

"yeah?" Devil Dash smart mouthed to her "well for one thing, yes i AM gay. you got a problem with that? go shove it up your ass. and two. i'm always ready to show the people of this town who's the best at riding around in a motorcycle. so now that you got your preparation check done, why don't you go fuck off sharpish....."

Spike tried to keep the peace between them. "H-hey guys..."

He tried putting his hand on their shoulders to calm them, but they just smacked his hands away the moment he touched them, still giving each other death glares.

He stuttered a bit. "I-i dont get along with other people well either. but whats say we just get outa here as soon as we can alright?"

But Devil Dash's focus wasnt on Spike. or Blackfield anymore. Her eyes had wandered over to outside the garage were she saw several pick-up trucks driving into her junkyard.

"oh shit......" She grumbled.

Blackfield got a little concerned at this remark. "w-what?"

Devil Dash ignored her and proceeded to bark some instructions at them. "You guys need to get outa here. i've just learned that i'm having company over, and NOT the nice kind.

Saying that, Devil Dash grabbed the garage door and slammed it shut and throw on a heavy leather jacket, holstered two sawed-off shotguns at her waist, and put a Panzerschreck rocket launcher on her back, held on by a strap of leather and ducked under a window.

"What? What the hell's going on!?" Spike whispered

Before he could respond, several shots from a group off assault rifles blasted through the windows of the house and a large group breaking it's way through the garage door. covered in glass, Devil Dash took a peak through the window to see who it was. when she came down, she started swearing like a drunken sailor. that was when they heard Crimson Fury speak through a megaphone.

"YO DD! I SURE AS SHIT HOPE YOU HAVE THE MONEY TO PAY US OFF OR YOUR ABOUT TO BE ONE SORRY PIECE OF ASS!" They heard her shouting into the megaphone.

"I'LL HAVE YOUR DAMN MONEY SOON I JUST NEED ANOTHER DAY! I SWEAR I'LL HAVE IT THEN!" Devil Dash shouted back.

"OH DD... THATS EXACTLY WHAT YOU SAID LAST WEEK! NOT YOU'VE GOT TWO OPTIONS RIGHT NOW. EITHER PAY US THE MONEY YOU OWE US, OR WE'RE GONNA FILL YOU WITH SO MANY HOLES YOU'LL BELONG IN CHURCH!" Crimson Fury threatened.

Devil Dash responded by pulling out one of her sawed-off shotguns and blasting one of the men in the orange hoodies aiming at her house right in the chest, leaving him dead.

Crimson Fury scowled and shouted at Devil Dash. "YOUR CHOICE BITCH!"

She then threw the megaphone into the back seat of one of the trucks, got in and started it up.

"Shoot her down! All of you!" Crimson Fury then drove off to let the hooded men work.

With that command, the men in the orange hoodies began to fire into the garage relentlessly, not even giving the trio any time to breathe between shots.

"What the hell are we gonna do?!" Spike shouted.

"What do you think you little puss?! We're gonna fight 'em off!" Devil dash shouted and continued to fight shot after shot of her sawed-off shotguns and fire some rockets at them.

Spike decided that he and Blackfield were clearly gonna need to help with the situation of they were gonna get out alive. Spike grabbed a couple barrels of gasoline and chucked them at the truck and hooded men which Blackfield ignited with two fireballs. this little war went on for about 6 hours before the men in the orange hoods decided to draw their men back before they lost everyone. Spike and Devil Dash both shouted in victory and celebrated with a couple beers. Blackfield cleaned the blood off of her sword and sheathed it. there looked to be around 2,000 dead bodies piled around the garage.

It was obvious that the Tramp Stamp Terrorists had their own little army to work with. She went inside to see Devil Dash using what was obvious that she needed money to pay off for: Drugs. Devil Dash took a giant snort of what look like meth, and the buzz sent a shcok down her body which she reacted by slamming her find down on an end table and breaking it. So after Blackfield shared a few drinks with the other two, made up with Devil Dash, witness Spike receive an ass-whooping after challenging Devil dash to a boxing match, and getting directions to Furyshy's home, they drove off to find the last preparation for the Great War ceremony, and finally get a day off to relax.