Blaze gave the three girls standing by the alley entrance a brief look. Two of them were wearing black leather leotards, one was in a red minidress. They looked like hookers, not because of the revealing clothing but because they were sharing some drugs from a plastic bag. Her own clothing fits in with the mean streets too, attractive but won\u0027t raise any attention. It\u0027s not Blaze\u0027s job to mind them, she was only dropping by for two days to pick up information on the company called Bai Bi. Now, she has all she need on the computer inside her briefcase.

　　 It was getting late, she went into the alley and hoped it can be a good shortcut to where she parked her car.

　　 Blaze heard the sound of high heels following her.

　　 \"Hey bitch!\"

　　 She looked back. One of the girls in black, was pointing at her while the other came towards her. The first one was tall, her orange hair and shiny leotard with exposed back reflected bright under the street lights, showing off her curves. The second one has short boyish blond hair, and large firm breasts on her slender athletic body, held by a corset top with straps tied to her leather collar. The asian girl in the red minidress further away was pulling out something strapped on her right thigh.

　　 Blaze slowly turned around to have a better look, allowing the two girls in black to take positions on her sides.

　　 \"Hands up, officer Fielding. Give me your computer!\"

　　 The red minidress girl said in perfect english and held up a pistol. She looked much younger than the other two, maybe even underage to be in the sex business. Her minidress was very revealing, with a large chest window and high bottom cut, and long black stockings up to her thigh. Her hairstyle was a short bob cut with a pair of hair buns on the side. Although, the trained way she held her gun showed she was serious.

　　 Blaze slowly raised her hands then dropped the briefcase. As the blond girl went to pick it up, she dodged behind her and kicked her in the stomach.

　　 The leotard girl with orange hair ran towards Blaze and kicked at her face. Blaze backed away, pushed her leg upwards, making her lose her balance and hit the wall behind. These two dominatrix girls are not very experienced in fighting, she could tell.

　　 Blaze came face to face with the asian girl in a dash and threw her internal force at her. She knocked the girl\u0027s pistol off, but the girl herself backed off from the impact in time bouncing, like she was dancing.

　　 Blaze caught the gun in mid air, removed its magazine then ejected its chamber. She did not want the attackers\u0027 friends to notice if they are nearby, or alert the town police if they had a part in this.

　　 She smiled and nodded at the red minidress girl, who smiled back.

　　 The short hair blond girl came behind her and Blaze turned around just in time to dodge her right fist. The blond girl then swung her left knee at Blaze, but Blaze caught the knee with her right hand and stretched the girl\u0027s leg upwards. She then punched the blond girl right in the center of her chest with a full swing.

　　 The girl gasped hard and the straps on her collar pulling the corset top broke. She fell backwards and landed in a spread eagle shape, coughing and gurgling.

　　 \"Fuck you!\"

　　 The orange hair dominatrix girl shouted and charged at Blaze, who easily dodged away. The alley was tight for her members but not for her.

　　 She heard the red minidress girl was coming up next so she pushed the orange hair girl towards her, then threw a punch at the direction she expected the minidress girl to appear from.

　　 However, Blaze was surprised. The red minidress girl caught the dominatrix by the strings pulling up her leotard front and swung around, making her act as a shield in front of Blaze\u0027s fist. The orange hair girl\u0027s exposed back was very soft to the touch, muscle not tensed up like a fighter.

　　 Blaze moved to her right and kept throwing punches, but the red minidress girl only turned her shield around and kept dodging. All the punches and kicks from Blaze still landed on the dominatrix, this time on her soft bouncy breasts and smooth stomach tightly wrapped under the shiny black leather. She still tried to attack with a high kick, but lost her strength fast.

　　 Suddenly, the girl used as a shield fell back. She was actually pulled back by the red minidress girl by the shoulders, who then pressed down and swung up to raise her own legs high into the air, trying to pin down Blaze\u0027s neck with her thighs. Under the minidress, her white underwear was clearly visible.

　　 Blaze leaned back and kicked out the dominatrix below the minidress girl, then punched the minidress girl in the spine. The smooth skin felt like it was coated with an invisible shell, and Blaze\u0027s fist travelled all the way up, giving the girl\u0027s bottom a light rub.

　　 The red minidress girl shouted in pain and fell to the ground head first, with nothing to stop her fall. Her neck bent to a strange angle with a loud crack. Her torso collapsed on top of her, then bounced and landed on her back. She stopped moving or making any sound afterwards.

　　 Blaze was shocked. She quickly knelt down and tried to find breath or a pulse on the girl, but there was none. She died with her eyes and mouth wide open when her neck broke from the fall, and Blaze closed them gently.

　　 Next, Blaze checked the girl with orange hair. There was no sigh of life either. The beating she took and the drug she tried before the fight made her heart pump faster than it could, but also weaker.

　　 The blond girl was dead too. She was only knocked out by the punch, but because of the way she fell on the ground and also the drug acting up, she threw up in her mouth and chock to death when nobody was watching.

　　 Blaze sighed and pulled up the dead girl\u0027s corset top then went to pick up the briefcase. She did expect to run into a fight and see some criminal to be killed on this trip, but killing three people by hand was too much, even if it was self defense. She was not comfortable seeing they die in almost accidental ways.

　　 \"Hyah!\"

　　 A shout hit her at the same time as an invisible shockwave, knocking her to the ground.

　　 Another asian girl in a red minidress, with two long pigtail braids and a better exercised body, appeared from nowhere. Blaze stayed still, recovering and silently thinking her next move.

　　 Fortunately, the new girl did not think she was a big threat like this and went to pick up the briefcase first.

　　 Blaze waited for the girl to come close enough and punched her in the stomach hard, with all the strength she still had. The girl gasped I pain and fell onto her knees, twitching. Her head dropped low and her arms fell to her sides.

　　 Blaze grabbed the briefcase and ran without looking back. She kept her alert high, but there was no more footsteps behind her.

　　 She didn\u0027t know, her heavy punch killed the last Petal because the girl ran out of Chi after using the Chi Palm. The dead girl sat there releasing her bladder and losing control of her bowels, silently witnessing Bai Bi\u0027s attempt to solve a problem with brute force.

　　 Epilogue

　　 A large van with Bai Bi markings drove across the town towards a hospital sponsored by the company. In the cab, two men with concealed guns kept watch for police stops, insiders of the company\u0027s many secrets. In the back was a storage unit with climate control, alongside the corpses of four girls wrapped in body bags was a living man talking on a phone.

　　 \"Two initiates failed their field test, and the new synthetic awareness drug is a failure too. On the bright side, we saved good time and money on the drug research and used two workers from our ally for what we could have wasted two more initiates on.\"

　　 \"Are you sure you left no traces, Professor?\"

　　 \"Yes, we brought back the gun this time.\"

　　 \"I want you to establish a strong connection with the organization you hired the two from. We should value their loyalty.\"

　　 \"About my cloning project, then...\"

　　 \"Yes. You are cleared to use casualties from our ally as blueprints. Over and out.\"

　　 The Professor smiled and pulled open the zipper on a body bag. He set the dead girl with orange hair up next to him, put his hand under the leather leotard and gave her breasts a squeeze.

　　 \"Have you heard the good news?\"