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[attr=class,punkiwofwordcount]713 words

Amidst the social aggression of the gangs, things were best described under the vague moniker of different compared to time spent alone. The instant she exited Battleaxe grounds in trade for the western sector of Lorsette, Naomi noticed the shift in the atmosphere. Fewer people littered the streets, but conversation occurred without an abrupt ‘FUCK YOU’ or ‘I WILL BEAT YOU TO A BLOODY PULP’! Although, for a moment those words from summer sweethearts quieted when the beast-like creature strolled past. Most people reacted negatively to her presence because of her appearance.

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Sharpened teeth, a daunting tall figure with a muscular frame displayed through the ripped sleeves of her black vest. Furthermore, her purple complexion and large snout only increased those monster-qualities. Exemplified by her lizard-like eyes, immense height and thuggish fashion style, most people were hasty to display concerns. Fearsome in multiple traits, it kept people from attempting to gain closeness with the beastly woman. She proved overwhelmingly aggressive and at times, downright short-tempered towards others.

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The duties of a leader maintained the fierce attitude roaming her veins and infecting her brain. The guarded nature of her exotic yellow eyes suggested a guardedness, yet, hidden by the shock value of their peculiar shape. With hands hidden inside the large pockets of her ripped-at-the-knee jeans, the young woman proceeded forward without batting an eye to those around her. Throughout her childhood featured the similar wayward glances of selfish worried followed by profound gossip. People were a talkative breed and would cast their shadows on the more peculiar with haste.

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In the heat of the summer sun, Naomi had escaped the loudness of the gang for a breather. Despite her love for the Battle Axes, everybody required a moment to breathe. They became a family to Francisca and herself, but it never changed the fact of family members needing a break. Rambunctious and fight-hungry, at times Naomi needed a lonesome escape from the violent world of running the Battle Axes. A stroll through the streets appeared attractive as a result, leaving the young woman ignoring unfounded criticism or baseless "facts".

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Alas, avoiding those words felt impossible given the hot weather inevitably dragged people from the depths of their homes. In addition, a soft, cooling breeze rustled trees and whistled through buildings. A gorgeous day for citizens to escape the shaded areas of their air-conditioned homes and enjoy themselves. Yet, the magnificent weather would continue to keep people away from one location, Hell's Gate. A majority of people avoided the infamous gate, especially on a summer's day where only a breeze staved the heat.

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Further, into the western section of Lorsette, the golem delved. Thoughts of Francisca's whereabouts roamed her mind as a natural concern for her little sister entered her head. Somewhere, their parents were searching for them, attempting to discover their location to wreak bloody vengeance upon them. THE PAIR COULD ARRIVE WHENEVER THE FUCK THEY WANTED! Their entrance into Lorsette and search for Fran was the opportunity for Naomi to complete her revenge against her horrible parents. They were murderers, cruelly disposing of her life without a second thought!

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They never desired children, merely had them because of their foolishness then refused to hand them off to kinder guardians. Together, their so-called parents trapped them inside a house of booze, drugs and sex until their grandparents played the hero. Inside her pockets, Naomi's fists clenched, her brow lowering, but hidden behind the wild locks of royal purple hair. When the time arrived, she planned on fucking them up and sending them straight to the grave! The distraction in the woman's thoughts kept her from noticing Hell's Gate until she crossed the shoddy alleyway leading her to the large, double doors.

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Quietly, she turned off the road, hoping to distract herself with something else before she ended up full-strength punching a wall. Chances were, people would not appreciate the property damage and hand her heaps of trouble. She approached the tall gate, yellow eyes glancing over darkened metals composing the gate. The infamous Hell's Gate was reduced to living out its days in a tiny alleyway, permanently locked and lonesome. As the heat surrounded her, it tamed her anger as she pondered for a moment the land her previous species was associated with.

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WELCOME TO HELL'S GATE

Hound cane carefully clicked on the ground, he was walking through Lorsette to get some exercise. He still needed to get his exercise, he didn’t want to get fat after all. Carefully avoiding other people's gaze as they stared at the short young man with pity. He didn’t like how people stared at him with pity, their eyes looking at him differently then they did with other people. Though he would never speak up about it, he was far too shy to do so. His long red hair swayed behind him with each step he took.[break][break]

He looked around the area unfortunately his crimson eyes locked eyes with a duo of thugs. One had a long chin and a hooked nose, he was wearing a beanie over his messy short dark blonde hair, he was also quite overweight looking to be around three-hundred-fifty pounds. The other thug stood at about six feet five inches, and seemed to be completely jacked. He looked like he had muscles on his muscles, he had a shaved head, a goatee and wore a pair of aviator sunglasses with pink lenses, a muscle shirt, cargo pants and combat boots. The muscular one then noticed that, Hound was staring. Hound quickly averted his gaze, and picked up his pace he wasn’t going that fast due to his cane. [break][break]

Though he wasn’t fast enough it seemed as something grabbed the back of his collar, extremely roughly yanking him backwards. Hound then gasped out in pain, thankfully he held onto his cane, with his grip. He then was quickly turned around now being held by the front of his collar, it was the overweight guy with the hooked nose. The overweight man's breath was gross and smelled of garlic and alcohol as well as another scent Hound couldn’t quite place. “That’s what ya’ get for locking eyes with me ya brat don't you know who I am?” A deep gruff voice from behind the fat man. It was the man with the shaved head. Hound wanted to speak up, but fear gripped him from deep in the pit of his stomach. Hound doubted any noise would come out of his mouth even if he tried to talk at this point.[break][break]

“Let’s take this brat away from prying eyes, ain’t no reason to see a beating, Hell’s Gate isn’t far from here let’s conduct business there,” the bald man ordered the fat man. “Ya’ got it boss,” the man with the hooked nose said. The man's awful breath was somehow ten times worse when he started talking. Hound was then thrown over the fat man's shoulder like a sack, the red headed lad looked for help but all the people he looked for help from had a look of mixed fear and pity, then quickly averted their gazes quickly. Hounds feelings of fear went up a few notches from there. [break][break]

They continued to move, “Sucks for you kid, you really just struck a vein of twenty-four karat gold level of bad luck, I’m not in a very good mood today,” the bald man said he was sorry but there was very clearly no hint of regret in his voice. “You know I’m kinda disappointed I was hoping for more of a struggle to be honest, though what can ya’ do,” the bald man said with a legit disappointed tone. The bald man then motioned for the fat man to throw the redhead to the ground. Hound grunted in pain, his back was against something rough feeling and a wave of heat, it must be hell’s gate. He then saw a woman, she had a long face and a muzzle Hound wasn’t sure how to describe her. She was very exotic in appearance for sure. The two thugs hadn’t noticed her yet and Hound didn’t know why. Hound looked at her with eyes that were basically pleading for help. Then a cane was roughly torn, from his hands.[break][break]

The bald muscular man now has the cane in his hand. “You wanna know why I’m so pissed, it those fuckin’ Battle Axes’ that damn gang of brats think they own the place and I need to take out some frustration on someone why not some measly kid like yourself nice and easy prey,” the bald man explained. The man then lifted up Hounds cane ready to strike Hound with it, “Any last word brat!,” The Muscular man shouted his sanity and calm composure, completely leaving him. Hound then mustered out what he could, “someone please help me, he said the voice wasn’t loud but it carried it and it was directed at the purple woman. Now all Hound could do is close his eyes and wait for the pain to come.

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In certain instances, the timing could almost be considered poetic. A rough and tough gang leader searching for a brief escape from those who obnoxiously stared had turned into the dark alleyway. Two ruffians of which she held familiarity with holding up a young boy with pleading red eyes. Regularly, the golem would have considered not involving herself in the criminal affairs of others. In excess, the action brought forth troubles upon her, though, the circumstances her exotic, yellow eyes laid upon was not a pair of criminals about to brawl.

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A senseless shakedown by a pair of obnoxious thugs Naomi was hasty to recognize. The duo was renowned for senselessness in their crimes and particularly for unpredictable cruelness. Though, boiling over annoyance was hastily to overflow Naomi's veins as she watched them, fists already clenched. Before the dinosaur-esk woman was a young, short man with long red hair being forced against the wall. Meanwhile, a pair of large thugs with recognizable ugly mugs stood over him, asserting their dominance over the situation without a reasonable thought crossing their minds.

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The two were from a rival gang, particularly one of which encroached on Battle Axe territory. They fought against them on multiple occasions. The scraps only getting worse with every passing instance of their engagement. A deadly dance brought on by the foolish asshole who intruded on their grounds. They were the types Naomi despised and ones she would hastily begin an altercation with at a moment's notice. She planned it despite her weaponless position, knowing full well her enhanced strength and brawler attitude made her a menace on the battlefield.

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Though, the dimwits hastily sealed their fate in the force of derogatory comments towards her gang. After retreating from London, Ontario, the Battle Axes acted as a family for Naomi and her younger sister, Francisca Blackwater. Naomi, being the founder of the powerful gang of brawlers held their safety to significance. Furthermore, she discovered herself infuriated when people made cheap, anger-ridden potshots at the people who became family. The woman's exotic yellow eyes narrowed and locked on her designated targets; she was going to give them hell!

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A low growl rumbled from the golem's throat, her frightful rows of sharp teeth bearing from peeling back lips. The woman's large combat boots hurried across the asphalt grounds of the alleyway. The echo of coming footsteps reaching the thug's ears too late as Naomi's shoulder barrelled into the first. Her lowered position for the ramming allowed her to push up with her enhanced strength, off-setting the closest thug; a muscled man holding the cane. The muscular man was sent sideways, smacking into his partner and sending them both tumbling to the ground.

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Heart thumping sweet adrenaline into her veins, Naomi wasted no time. The rough golem stomped over, her large, claws hand reaching down for their collars. In a few moments, she lifted them, her enhance strength making it appear like nothing. Once captured in her grip, the intimidatingly tall woman slammed their backs against the brick wall.

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"You want to say that again?" The words growled from her throat. "Brats?!" She pauses to snort. "You call us that, yet, you can't pick on someone your own size! You're nothing, but pathetic cowards!"

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The golem's stance shifted at a moments notice as she discarded the thugs to the ground. Her arms returned to her hips as she released another growl. If the redheaded kid was not here, perhaps she would have roughed them up further. Alas, the duo was fortunate to catch her in a mood. The street-fighting gang leader craved peace and quiet opposed to the bustle of a fight for once.

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"Now scram! Else I'll be bashing your fucking skulls in!" The giant woman snapped.

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It was evident in the purple-skinned woman's voice she was not playing around. The duo were already on Naomi's hate list and should they push further, she planned on unleashing hell upon them.

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