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The sky was a damp yet bright blue, blocked by invisible cloud with a warm, windy air sensation. The city was medium volume. Cars honking, the roaring of engines, taps of shoes, and the pacts engaging in conversation. All of that was the daily life in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

The ringing of bells was heard once the short, yet intimidating blonde, entered into the liquor store. She bought a water only before fulfilling the payment, and exiting the shop. The bottom of her shoes brushed against the pavement she was walking on.

She is a girl of considerably short height with a small yet very muscular build and physique that isn't seen so much while in clothing. She has moderately short hair that is often tied at the back with her right fringe mainly draping over the right side of her face although, she tends to push it to the side on occasion; possibly for better visibility. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, a pronounced nose and pale complexion. Her eyes, although of considerable size and proportion, often have a sullen vibe to its appearance. By most people she is described intimidating and listless. Her casual attire mainly consists of a hooded sweatshirt underneath a jacket accompanied by dark gray pants. Exactly what she was dressed in.

Her name is Annie.

Annie Leonhardt.

Nothing. She thought to herself. Nothing could possibly happen, right? Nothing interesting. Same with any other day.

Once she turned a corner, a whole plaza appeared with little shops nearby as she sighed leaning against a wall and twisting open the cap on her water, taking a swig once it was opened. Her blue orbs scanned over the area, seeing Mustangs drive by, and noisy groups walk nearby. Her vision looked down, her lips pressed in a thin line before sighing heavily with a blank facial.

Nothing.

Clacks of footsteps brushed against the rough pavement.

Dallas walked down the empty street, his hands in his pockets. His hair was greased up as usual, jacket pulled back, collar popped. He walked and soon enough he spotted the most beautiful blonde. Close in front of her he saw a Mustang, that only meant one thing: Socs. He growled to himself, his heater tucked into the side of his pants. He walked up to the girl, placing his arm around her shoulder.

Feeling a strong hand around her broad shoulders, her eyes opened as she looked up at him. It was very odd or slightly embarrassing since she was short and was a bit smaller than the average woman. The Mustang began to roar as stares came from inside the vehicle. Annie wasn't startled or frightened. It only made her roll her eyes at the Socs attempt to be scary. She focused onto the male beside her getting awfully close as she lightly took his hand and flicked out the words, "Uhm.. What do you think your doing?" She raised a brow, her face darkening.

He looked over, acting cool, he whispered to her. "Hey babe, cool it, them socs will try to take your pretty little self and turn ya into one of them, unless ya stick with me, ya dig?" He pulled her closer to himself. He put one hand on his heater as he shot a glare to the mustang approaching them.

Annie didn't know such turn of events but it sure escalated quickly. One moment she had her space then the other she was squished onto him. She wrinkled her nose, exhaling deeply before seeing a pact of them get out of their car. They just formed into a circle as Annie didn't look over there. She mostly took focus at the ground nearby her shoes and seeing such litter on the floor. She was even more disgusted of which reeked nearby of alcohol and warmth.

Dallas smirked and had his hand around her waist now. "Them socs don't know when to quit. You got a blade on ya? Or a heater?" He questioned, glaring at the circle of socs out of the corner of his eye. He knew they were going to try something stupid.

"Oh no. I don't need weapons to fight my own battles." She stated firmly now. Once the circle split up her eyes narrowed, as she pushed herself up from the bench. By the looks of it they were headed towards them both. Some chanted the word, "Greaser.." That made her irked once a male stood her way. Annie looked at them, bored, yet fearless. "Oh little lady. I'm afraid you'll have to come with us.. Or.. Come home with us." Some of the men snickered. Some of them smirked.
The male speaking to her took her shoulders shaking, "Come now and their won't be any trouble babe-" Once he said that word her hand flew onto the mans neck, her nails sinking into his flesh violently. She tilted her head, with a sinister tone, "No.. I don't think I will." A gurgling sound came from the man, trying to peel her arm off but failed, she slammed him into the ground and before landing, she kicked him in the shin causing his leg to twist. He yelped, screaming in pain as the other men looked vicious now. She put her hands up for combat. Or a dirty fight.
First one.

The body fell past Dallas, as his eyes widened, impressed at how much she had done without any weapons. "Nice move there babe." He said, taking his hand off of his heater. He looked to the other bunch of socs. "It ain't my style to let such a little lady like yourself.. fight some damn socs." He smirked, walking up to one of them.

One of the brave Socs, Annie preferred, charged at her with a growl, as she grabbed him by the shirt, slamming him down by his chest, causing him to collapse and wheeze for air. Walking over the body, she snapped one of his ankles to the side as equal amounts of Socs charged at each of them, and there had to be at least eight. One ran towards her as she threw him over her head before dunking a punch.

Dallas decided do show off. He quickly slammed two of the socs heads together. Laughing at what he did he moved on to the next soc who charged at him. He simply flipped the soc. "Ha! Ya damn soc, ya shouldn't be botherin' a little lady such as this one." He motioned to the blonde. He wasn't taking the fight very seriously, not seriously at all.

Annie took out two of them in a swift move, before she knew it a Soc aimed at her ribs that made her body shock and jolt causing her to hiss loudly. She still stood just a bit wobbly, as she grabbed the Socs face slamming it into the cement very violently before seeing teeth and a pool of blood. Turning her head, a Socs fist met the skin of her chin that made her jolt once again, grabbing him by the hair, throwing him head first into the ground and stomping on his ribs with expanded, sadistic eyes.

Dallas smirked at her attacks and ability to take the hits. He quickly kneed his last Soc in the gut, causing him to fall down. Dallas crossed his arms, amused with his work as he turned to the blonde and watched her finish.