Bayonetta strutted inside a plain field, prepared to fight angels that she perceived as enemies. The wind was strong and flowing through her black hair, things flying in the air. She held two handguns that were assigned as Scarborough Fairs.

“I feel like a fucking celebrity in this town!”

She exclaimed and bantered, she had a big ego for someone who could die this instant. A large charred bus fell right in front of her face, barely missing her. She was quick to flip back.

“Oh..”