One-on-one I could beat the crap out. Two together... is a little difficult but not so tough. But I'm faced with not 2 or even 3...but five people. Five dangerously looking, mean-faced, probably weight-lifting bikers. A girl must know her limit. I'm no wonder girl, and I don't even fancy the idea of me coming out of this scot-free. Still, I must try and hope that I could handle it. Hope, to live and take my revenge.
All the piled-up stress and remorse from the last few days bubbled up and I was suddenly and thoroughly consumed with seething rage. I scanned the alley, locating anything I could use in my fight. Before I could take note of the inventory, they pounced on me. It was harsh... it was painful...it was brutal. I gave everything I got, not letting them pin me down. Because I know..
