Annihilation will be unavoidable.

Loud smacks and screams could be heard through the hallways of the AFW complex, "Guah!" *Bam* "Aaagh!" *crash* "NOOO! Ahhhagh!" *smack*.





Nobody seemed to be around and if they were they must not have cared or they must have known what was good for them, as the new girl the Renegade Gunslinger was laying the beat down on some cute red head that had just pissed her off, she hadn't done anything bad really, just that The Cowgirl was in a foul mood and she had been approached by the red headed Irish girl Catelyn Cormac, and of course The Cowgirl just couldn't deny laying the beat-down on her, with a few low blows and cheap shots she had been able to just smack and throw the red head around all she wanted.

"You asked for it!...Hope this stings" The Cowgirl said as she grabbed onto the red headed girls long red pony tail and whipped her into a wall, face first Cat crashed into the wall, before The Cowgirl came up and rammed her should up into Cat's back, before taking a step back and looking over her little handiwork, she had been at this for five minutes now, mercilessly beating on this to her an unknown girl, she watched as Cat slumped down against the wall.

The cowgirl once again picked her up by her long red locks, and turned her around, so Cat's back was pressing up against the wall, and then the Cowgirl moved her hand up and grab onto the Irish girls troth, "What do do with ya now huh?....got any ideas red?!" The cow girl shouted out, before the Cowgirl stopped looking around her a little as she thought she heard some footsteps.

It was Sarah Gatt who happened to be walking down the hallway at that moment. Like a moth to flame, the Queen of Brawl seemed to be drawn to trouble. She was dressed in her tight jeans with studded belts, chains looping through her pocket. She also wore a black Metallica t-shirt to complete her outfit. Her right arm was also wrapped in a cast, courtesy of a run in with some wannabe Yakuza girls. Sarah would get them back for what they did to her, but at the moment Sarah had other things on her mind. Her bodyguard, the ninja known only as Sayuri, had been ambushed and ruthlessly beaten upon by Cecilia Northman, a woman Sarah had recently beaten and humiliated in the ring. It seemed Cecilia wasn't going to take that event lying down, and had declared war on the Gatt Attack.

"Fucking pussy," Sarah muttered to herself. If Cecilia wanted a fight, she should have just come to her. Attacking her underlings was one of the most lowly things Cecilia could do in Sarah's book. Regardless, it was war, and Sarah was going to fight it.

Her thoughts were interupted by what sounded like someone getting the shit kicked out of them. Sarah stopped, listening for a second to what was happening before she walked down the hall towards where it was happening. She turned the corner, and ran right into what she could only describe as a cowgirl holding up a half-naked by the throat.

Sarah raised an eyebrow at the sight, turning her eyes to the red head before turning it to the cowgirl. "You know, if you hold her a little higher, she won't be able to talk anymore."

Cat was gasping for air and weakly trying to grab a hold of The cowgirls hand and get it of her troth, her body was quite beaten up, a small streak of blood ran from a cut on her lips, and another streak of blood ran down from her nose, she whipered and tried to plead for mercy, but there was no real words to be made out of her whimpering.

The cowgirl had her gaze on another red head for the moment and payed no heed to her prey, she wondered what this other girl wanted, maybe she wanted a beating herself, or maybe she wantd to join in, it didn't really matter to the Cowgirl, she wouldn't minde either way, but the other redheads words confused her a little, if only for a second, before she looked back at Cat and adjustd the hold of the choke hold on the girl.

And then the whimpering pleas for mercy stopped, barley even much gasping for air to be heard, The cowgirl then turned back her gaze to Sarah, and smirked a little, "Thank you kindly...thought I'd never hear the end of this gals pathetic whimperin.." The cowgirl said before she turned to Cat and shot a strong uppercut to Cat stomach, and let go of her choke hold to let her slump down into a heap on the ground.

Sarah watched as Catelyn's whimpering was rapidly cut off by the Josey's improved choke. Sarah couldn't have done it better herself in her opinion. "Don't mention it," Sarah replied, watching amusedly as the cowgirl sent a powerful looking uppercut into her victim's stomach. Sarah would then step up to the scene, looking down at Cat with disdain before turning back to Josey.

"Mind if I join in?" Sarah asked her. "I've got a lot of anger that needs working out. And this seems like the perfect opportunity." Without even waiting for Josey's permission, Sarah would stomp hard on Cat's body. Over and over again she would stomp hard on the poor girl, letting out all her rage and frustrations in a furious spree.

Josey turned back to Sarah, as she talked to her, and then moved in and kicked stomped at Cat hard, The red haired Irish girls body jolted from every stomp as she whimpered and let out several loud groans and little shout of pain now and then.

"Be my guest..." Josey said before she took a step back looking on as the new red head seemed a lot more fun to her then the one she was beating up on, but she could use a little smoking break from beating up Cat, she took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from her tattered coats pocket, and opened it up the pac taking out a cigarette and lighting it up, taking a few deep breaths in of the Smokey nicotine goodness, before she reached out the pack towards Sarah.

"Care for a smoke Red? " The cowgirl said smirking a little as she looked down at the rough stomping Sarah was putting Cat through, Josey usually didn't meet many people who would just randomly beat on someone like she would, and was actually finding this girl quite interesting because of it.

Every kick and stomp Sarah sent hurtling into Josey was another weight off of Sarah's shoulders. There was a smile on her face as she hammered the red head mercilessly. What better way to get rid of a bad mood than doing what you loved?

Sarah would then hold off on her kicking to take a small break, pklacing her foot on Catelyn's body like a conqueror. She then looked over at Josey who offered her a cigarette. Never one to turn down a perfectly good smoke, Sarah took the cigarette with a grateful nod, and placed it between her lips. She took out her own lighter and lit the tip, and then took a long and satisfied drag, blowing out a column of smoke afterwards. "Thanks," Sarah said before turning her attention back to Cat. "So what did she do to piss you off?" Sarah would then give Cat's face a nudge with her boot, before she would send a hrash kick straight across her face.

Josey looked and as Sarah took a cigarette and light it up, she looked down at the poor girl that she had beaten up and Sarah was now stomping on, the poor redhead never stood a chance, "Don't mention it" Josey said with a slight smirk as she stepped up to Catelyn's body and grab a hold of her long red hair and pull on it, just as Sarah began to nudge her foot on her head.

"Well this little bitch here was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.....I needed to have some fun...and she asked me so nice and kindly to not smoke in here....apparently they have some special lounge or something for that....and I just thought, why not beat the shit out of her to kill sometime." Josey said as she exhaled a big puff of smoke into Cat's face and listened after her weak whimpering.

Before Sarah kicked her the red head in the face, "Gotta say...I like ya style Red!...better than this red at least" Josey said with a smirk as she looked up on Sarah and pushed her hat up a bit, rising to her feet as she would walk around Sarah, to come into better alignment with Cat's stomach, before she would pull her leg back and send a harsh kick to it.
"Sharing a beatdown of a weakling and a smoke....what say we share a name with each otha....unless you perfer me callind ya Red!" Josey said as Cat coughed loudly and a hefty amount of spittle ran dow her mouth, her battred and beaten face showed what ever pain she was in, as her body twitched a little.

A grin formed on Sarah's face as Cat was kicked harshly in the stomach by the cowgirl. It was a refreshing change of pace to see someone else beat the shit out of someone. Usually Sarah was the one doing all the work. She took another drag on her cigarette and exhaled a healthy amount of nicotine. "Yeah, don't you hate it when they do that?" she said to the cowgirl. "I mean, come one! It was only a few years ago that you could anywhere the fuck you wanted!" She would give another kick to Cat's side after saying this. "You remember those times, asshole?!"

Taking another puff on her smoke Sarah regarded the cowgirl cooly, and then shrugged. "Sarah Gatt. And don't call me Red. Makes me feel like a fucking cartoon character."

Josey just had to nod with a little smile on her face as Sarah completly agreed with her, before she kicked Cat again, the girl seemd to have no more fight in her....well she didn't have any fight in her even before Sarah had appered, but at least now she didn't scream out any more when she was kicked or hit, she only made this look on her face like she wanted to scream bu nothing came out.

"The good old days..." Josey said as she bent down and held the cigarette down only and inch away from putting the cigarette out on Cat's arm, "To the good old days then...Sarah Gatt!" Josey said as she pressed dow the tip of the cigarette down onto Cat's arm, and the smell of burnt skin could already be picked up as she put out her cigarette on Cat, the girl once again looking like she wanted to scream out in pain, but no sound escaped her lips.

"My name is Wales...Josey Wales....so what was it that had ya in some kinda foul mood Gatt" Josey said as she rose the her feet, moving her tattered coat back a bit before she drew out her revolver from it's holster and opened up the chambers, taking a single bullet out of one of pockets as she placed it in one of the chambers.

Sarah watched as Josey cruely put her cigarette out on Catelyn's arm, the smell of singed fkesh meeting her nostrils immediately. Sarah took one last drag on her cigarette until it was burned down to its stub, and then she removed it from between her lips. "To the good ole days," she agreed, and with a grin to watch Josey's she would bend down and put out the remains of her cigarette in Cat's other arm, twisting it in there nice and good to make it quite painful.

Sarah sighed as she got back up, standing up to her full height. "Some blond bimbo got the nerve to beat up someone from my crew," she admitted, wishing she had another cigarette already. "Says she's gonna pay me back just because I beat her in the ring. Fucking pussy. If she really wanted revenge she'd just come after me herself."

Sarah raised an eyebrow when Josey suddenly drew the gun that hung from her waist. She was further alarmed when the cowgirl slipped a bullet into it. "Hey," she she said slowly. "That things's not real, is it?"