3rd person POV:

A few miles outside Chicago, (Y/n) and the gang were at a gas station.

Leona, Marcus, and Anna were leaning against the dented car, doing there best to not vomit.

Marcus: We... We're alive?

Anna:(sobbing)

Leona: That was horrifying...

(Y/n): Stop whining.

Leona: You're never driving again!

(Y/n): Why? I was great at driving.

Marcus: You picked a fight with every car we passed... So please, don't drive again...

(Y/n): What a bunch of pussy's...

Turning his attention to the old, decrepit, almost abandoned-looking gas station.

(Y/n): Let's get some snacks while we're here.

(Opening theme)

Entering the almost house of horror-Esq gas station they found it to be in a horrible state.

Marcus: Don't know what I was expecting really. It's as shit inside as it is outside.

With a cage on the cashier counter with seemingly someone in it, graffiti everywhere, and barely anything left on the shelves, the gas station could only be described as a dump.

(Y/n):....

Scattering around the station, they attempt to salvage something hopefully edible.

It was far from easy, but the Hellspwn was lucky enough to discover an unopened pack of dried strawberries all the way at the back of the shelf.

(Y/n): Perfect.

Going up to the counter, he bangs on the cage until the person in it wakes up.

Pushing off the blanket covering her, to reveal her long orange hair was Tora who sat up.

Tora: Huh...? What going on...?

(Y/n): I wanna buy this.

He holds up the bag of dried strawberries.

Tora:!

Tora: You need to get me out of here before-

(Y/n): Hold your horses. I don't need to do shit.

Tora: Please!

Leona: (Y/n).

(Y/n): Tch, fine. But first I'm buying these strawberries.

Anna: Why not just take them?

(Y/n):!

Out of nowhere, he slams his hand against the cage Tora was in, scaring her and Anna.

Anna/Tora: EEK!

(Y/n): I will not disrespect strawberries by not buying them!

Anna: I'm sorry!

(Y/n): Tch... At least you learned something.

(Y/n): Anyway...

Tossing twenty dollars at Tora the hellspawn then said...

(Y/n): Here's twenty bucks. Now give me my change.

Reaching her arm out of the cage, Tora opens the cash register only to discover it's empty.

Tora: Uhh...

(Y/n): Tch. Fine, keep the change.

Picking up the cage, he takes her outside where he then places the cage on the ground for him to sit and enjoy his dried strawberries.

Tora: Uhh... A-aren't you going to let me out?

(Y/n): In a minute. Just let me finish my strawberries. It's not like you're in a hurry.

Tora: I still don't want to be in here.

Leona: Move, I'll get her out myself.

(Y/n): Be my guest.

Standing up, he allows Leona to be the one to free the young tiger.

Leona: Hug the side.

Following her instructions, Tora hugs the side of the cage.

Leona prepares to kick it open.

(Y/n):?

Leona swings her leg at the cage but at the last second, (Y/n) pulls Leona closer to himself.

(Bang)

Everyone:!?

Everyone stares at the bullet hole in the ground where Leona stood.

Leona: What the hell?!

(Y/n) glares at the person who shot at Leona.

A woman with brown hair bangs that cover the upper part of her face and two long ponytails going down her back.

She wore a miniskirt with triangle pattern holes on the side and her upper body had a dark purple and white outfit with a breast window.

That's all she wore. She had no footwear whatsoever.

This lady's name was Stacy Linger. She was the last captain of Rum that remained.

Swinging her hips side to side as walked up to the gang. Spinning around the gun she fired with her finger, it eventually flew off to the side, but Stacy had no care.

(Y/n): Who the hell do you think you are!? Shooting at one of my companions... I should beat you blind!

Tora: She's the one who kidnapped me!

Stacy then kicked the cage over to the side.

Tora: AAHH!

Stacy: Tsk tsk tsk...

Stacy: Trying to steal my pet?

Leona: Pet...?

Stacy: Well... Hostage. But she's just too cute not to keep.

Anna: Why are you holding her hostage?

Stacy: I don't know. The president wanted it so.

Marcus: Why aren't you wearing any shoes?

(Y/n): Why are you asking that?

Marcus: I'm curious!

Stacy: I don't like shoes.

(Y/n): That answer is as stupid as your god damn hair!

Stacy: It's better than your jacket.

(Y/n):....

(Y/n): You blind, hobo feet bitch.

(Y/n): You come out of nowhere like you own the place. Shoot at one of MY companions. And now you insult my jacket!?

(Y/n): I'm going to punch sight right back into you just to punch it out of you!

Stacy: I'm not blind.

(Y/n): Then that just means that there's an extra step to my previously stated plan!

Marcus: "Previously stated". Didn't think that was in your vocabulary.

(Y/n): Marcus...!

Marcus: I'll shut up and put on some music now...

(Vs Stacy theme)

Getting close to the captain allowed (Y/n) to throw a haymaker. Stacy made no attempts to dodge. She took the full brunt of the attack which made her stumble back while giggling.

Stacy:(giggles)

The captain walked up to (Y/n) which gave him an opening to punch her a few more times.

Even with her face now bruised and her nose bloody, Stacy continued to giggle with joy.

(Y/n): Why are you giggling?

Stacy:(giggles) Because your hits tickle!

(Y/n): Oh really?

Grabbing her by the hair, he repeatedly knees her face. Once done, the Hellspawn moves on to a barrage of punches to the gut.

But when her giggling turned to full hysterical laughter, (Y/n) stopped.

(Y/n): Tch, it's not satisfying if you enjoy it...

Knocking her to the ground he walks away.

Stacy: HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Stacy: Let's see how you do then!

Pulling out a heavily modified taser gun, she shoots the Hellspawn.

(Y/n):!?

The crackling of electricity filled the air as she fired a large voltage of power into (Y/n).

His body visibly flinched due to his muscles involuntarily contracting.

Slowly turning around as Stacy laughed hysterically, the Hellspawn began taking steps towards the Rum captain.

Stacy: HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Stacy: Hahahaha... Haha... Ha...

Stacy: Why aren't you screaming in pain? You were supposed to be screaming in pain!

Pulling the taser out of her hands, (Y/n) breaks it then walks away.

(Y/n): A little shock isn't enough to make me react.

(Vroom vroom)

As (Y/n) makes some distance between him and Stacy, the captain gets up while ignoring the ever-approaching motorcycle.

Stacy: What a rip-off, I was told it would make you scream.

(Y/n): The only rip off is you.

(Y/n): Out of everyone in this country I've fought. You were definitely the lamest of them all.

(VROOOOOOOOOOM)

Stacy:(sigh)

Stacy: I wanted to have fun, but I guess I have a reputation to ke-

A man on a motorcycle then drove into Stacy at full speed, sending her flying.

Everyone:!?

The muscular man took off his helmet to reveal himself to be Tiga.

Tora: Tiga!

(Y/n):(evil grin) Hello round 3...

(Ending theme)