The motorbike kicked into fifth gear, Siren sped up on the bike, she was late.. And had far to travel. Time seemed to moving quicker than usual, the day rapidly transforming into night. The low life of the city soon found their way to the crippled and cracked streets. Ladies of the night paraded around the street corners looking for business, drug dealers lurked in the shadows. Siren was not afraid, she felt more at home in this environment, it was what she was used to.

She pulled into a small lane, Ubuntu Lane, there she was to meet Vixen. However when she arrived she found herself alone. Fearlessly she got of her bike and started to strut back and forth, growing impatient from the wait. The Lane was small and narrow, not a pleasant place to be, even in that hell hole of a city, but there she waited. Then suddenly she heard a roar of an engine behind her, as she turned she met with the high beams of a car. Blinded she stumbled forward, only to feel someone grab her from behind. She naturally reacted and made a reach for the item she was given, it just the perfect device to defend herself. But it wasn't there... Now she wasn't so confident, and starting to panic she thrashed around in the arms that constricted her. the she saw them, glancing down at her attackers arms, the sock gloves.

"Relax." Said a reassuring voice
"it's me..."