I walked down the street heading towards Buck's when a red convertible mustang pulled up next to me and 5 drunken figures stumbled out.
"Hey! Sweetheart why don't you come with us we'll show you a good time!"
I just kept walking I really wasn't in the mood for this shit.
"Oh come on don't be like that!" They yelled while surrounding me.
"How 'bout you get out of my way. That is if you know what's good for you." I growled. I really wasn't in the mood.
One of them came up behind me and was uncomfortably close to me when he leaned down and breathed in my ear.
"Now don't make this harder than it has to be ok sweetheart."
I simply elbowed him in the gut then flicked out two of my switch-blades. They all simply flicked out their own. I smirked.
"You sure you guys wanna go against me?" I asked standing straight.
"The real question is if your sure you wanna do this girly." the tallest said.
So I leaned down and brought up me blades into an offensive position.
"Lets rumble." I said.
They all just chuckled and started running towards me. The first one that got to me ended up knocked out be one punch to the temple, the second down due to a cracked rib or two, the third a few punches and a kick to the gut, fourth a sliced arm split lip and kick to the back of the knee, the fifth just coward behind his car so as i walked by with my blades put away punched the top of head just to let him feel a little pain.
"W-w-w-what is y-your n-n-name?"
I contemplated telling him my real name or my alias, I couldn't decide so I figured on both.
"Mai Crowe, Streetfighter."
His face paled as the words slipped out of my mouth. I smirked knowing that if I hadn't fought him and his buddies earlier he would have scoffed and said that Streetfighter was just a legend but I'm no legend I'm just a simple girl that can be a real pain in your ass.
I walked int Buck's and sat at the beaten old wooden stool closest to me.
"What can I getcha Streetfighter?"
I look up at Buck with the most pissed off look ever imaginable.
"I see some knuckleheads try you again? And let me guess you want vodca straight up no glass just the bottle." he stated plainly adding a sad sigh after. "When are you ever gonna do anything other than come here get drunk and beat the shit out of socs?"
"You wanna find out?"my growl was laced with a hint of blood-lust.
"Not particularly."He said setting the bottle down infront of me.
Before I even had a chance to grab the bottle and take a swig an arm was drapped around my shoulders and I smelled the all too familiar smell or cigarettes and whiskey.
"Whats up Mai! or should I say Streetfighter?"
"Fuck off Winston."
"Oh come on don't be like that. You know you love me."
I glaced at him then back to the bottle and took a huge gulp of it swallowing it down.
"Ae Buck whats up with her?"
"Some knucklehea-"
"They werent even knuckleheads Buck, knuckleheads no when to leave a fight those guys were just plain stupid punkass east-siders."I spat.
"Who shit on her parade?"Dallas asked.
"Alot of jackasses that are long dead by now." I took another swig and quickly finished off the bottle and tossed it over to Buck.
"I'm turning in for the night Buck."
"Alright" he stared after me as I tiredly walked up the stairs and once I was in my room drifted into restless sleep. As usual.
