You rode your bike through a desolate town in the middle of nowhere. You parked at the gas station, wiping the sweat from your forehead as you took off your helmet.

When you fixed your bandana, you looked at the woman standing in front of the building. She wore a dark leather jacket and her hair down as she smoked her cigarette. It didn't take you long to recognize her as Kismet; the leader of the rival motorcycle club, The Children of Ash.

She scoffed at you and gave you a cold stare.