You were in your home. Hiding, as you were wanted.. framed for treason. You hear a crash, and a gunshot, followed by lightning. You dodge in time.

There she was... a woman in long red wine hair, red eyes, red gloves, black round sunglasses, rings on her left hand, a leather jacket with a white button up underneath, with a tight belt, shorts with red straps, a belt strap on her thigh, fishnets, and one high and one low black leather boots.

"You're slick.. lets dance some more, shall we?"