Answers?

She kneeled down, slamming the butt of her pipe into Machete-Killer’s forehead, hard enough to draw blood.

“What…” Machete-Killer said.

“You recognise me, Machete?” she said, wrenching him by the hair to look at her face. Her mouth was still stained by the ear she had bite off Tomi.

“Punk Girl,” Toshie said, approaching her, “I don’t think…”

“Stay outta this, Toshie!” she said.

Toshie stopped in his tracks.

“Come on.” She said. “You know me.”

“Yeah, blonde hair, good at violencing and hates me. You’re one of my brats aren’t you?” Machete-Killer said.

“What?” she said.

“Well done, you found Daddy but unless you want to fight me for the leader of the Machete Bike Gang, it’s not going to help you.”

“Machete, how many kids do you have that one of them looks Asian?”

“You’d be surprised,” Machete-Killer smirked.

“You’re not my father, asshole!” she said. “My father is Mantis!”

“You’re Mantis’ kid!” Machete-Killer said. “I thought he had only one daughter.”

“He has two,” she said, stepping harder on his injury. “Now tell me, where the fuck is my father?!”

“I don’t know,” Machete-Killer said. “I haven’t seen that guy in a while.”

“Bullshit! Than why have you been dodging me like a bitch?”

“Wait, so you guys are just trying to do is find your father?” Toshie said.

“Yes and he knows something! It would explain why he and dad’s other friend have been avoiding me.” Punk Girl said. “I mean, I even burned down a couple of warehouses to get one of my dad’s old friend’s attention and still they ignore me.”

“You’re the one who burned down the warehouses?” Toshie said. “You know some crazy guy calling himself the Blue Dragon accused Niko of doing that.”

“That idiot is harmless.” Punk Girl said before turning her attention back to Machete-Killer. “Now if you don’t tell me something, I’ll shove this pipe so far up your ass that even your grankids will be walking funny!”

“I’ve been dodging you because I thought you were one of my brats! I’d have told you to go away if I knew you were Mantis’.” Machete-Killer said. “Its been years since I’ve seen Mantis.”

Punk Girl raised her pipe as if to strike him but then dropped it and let Machete go. Toshie offered him a hand and he took it, leveraging him to get onto his feet.

“How’s the bike, Killer Pink?”

“It’s good.” Toshie gestured to the motorcycle.

“Nice,” Machete leaned his large frame on the motorcycle. “Don’t worry, you’ll get your cut.”

“It’s cool. I’m not interested.” He said.

In the distance, they could hear the roar of motorcycles.

“You mind taking us home?”

“Sure.”

“Hey, Punk Girl, where do you want…” Toshie looked around, Punk Girl was gone.

Toshie was left in front of his house. He waved goodbye to Machete-Killer. He looked to the side and noticed the Grey Donkey.

“Hey, you forgot Grey Donkey.”

“No we didn’t!” Machete-Killer shouted back as he and the gang disappeared in the distance. “You can’t be part of a bike gang without a bike!”

Toshie tilted his head. “Wait, I’m still part of the gang?!”

Machete-Killer entered a dark room. Seated on a chair was man whose face was shrouded in shadows. On either side of the man were two figures wearing white porcelain masks, each having its own single colour pattern.

“I got it for you,” Machete-Killer said to a man on the side of the room, whose whole image was hidden in shadow. “It was hard for me to take this power source out of the fastest bike ever made though. Broke my heart.” Machete held up a cylinder device, glowing with green energy. “Here you go, a sample of the mysterious X-Energy.”

“You have done well and here is your reward.” The figure in shadows said.

More masked people ran from the shadows, placing 5 briefcases before Machete-Killer as another collected the energy source from him. “Well I don’t like taking money from friends but its money, so I guess I’ll stake it from a friend.” He crouched over the briefcases. “Oh and you won’t believe who torched your warehouses and why.”

“You know who did it?” The man in the shadows said. “Please, do tell.”