Kyle laid out on a hill with a pair of binoculars scoping out the gate to a small slum outside of the main city. He watched as people casually walked out at different times waiting for a certain person. Just a few days before Kyle had been in that slum playing poker with a few guys, but the game seemed to be going pretty one way with most of the other players standing only a few hands in. Kyle, on the other hand, was determined, or addicted. Kyle wanted to show this guy up, but it was too late when he had figured out that he was cheating. This low life was cheating people out of their hard earned caps, but Kyle was going to expose him for the fraud he was. This was a great plan, if Kyle hadn't just lost all his money and now looked like just a loser wanting to get his money back from a card king. This is what put Kyle where he is now, waiting to show this guy that cards and friends a rich man does not make.

It was almost all day before the cheat finally came out with a group of three other men and two mules. Kyle smiled and whispered to himself. [color=ed1c24][b]"This will be fun."[/b][/color] Quickly Kyle packed himself up, and retreated. The man, on the other hand, had no clue that Kyle was waiting for him, and was getting ready to move his crew to another slum before he gets found out by the locals. Riding atop one of the mules the man hummed a song while patting a satchel with a smile on his face. They walked for about a mile and a half when they heard was sounded like a vehicle coming their way. This was a fairly normal occurrence along these roads as the imposed government used buggies to get to the more secluded areas for tax collecting. The group simply moved to the side of the beaten path, but when they saw what came around the hill the all started to panic and run.

Kyle came around the bend doing about 35mph, he really didn’t know due to the speedometer being busted, but it didn’t take long for him reach the group of panicking men. Kyle struck the man at the head of the group resulting in a short yelp followed by his body flopping down underneath the truck. Acting fast Kyle opened the small porthole on his metal grated window while doing a small power slide around the group and shooting another of the group with his sawed-off. The man recoiled from the shot and fell to the ground as Kyle stopped his slide, but not before striking one of the mules broadside making it flop to the ground. The cheat and his last man were choking on dust while trying to orient themselves for defense. The truck door swung open and the two men opened fire with some small arms pistols then stopped. A few of their bullets missed but most hit harmlessly on the crude armor of the truck. [b]”Well, go check it out!”[/b] the cheat said to his bodyguard. The man slowly made his way to the truck keeping his handgun fixed on the open door, but before he got to the truck another shotgun shot came from under the truck blowing the man’s ankle to pieces. Falling to the ground the man yelled in anger and pain before another shot came to kill him and leave his body marred. The cheat was now over whelmed with fear and began running for his life. The truck seemed to come to life on its own in the man’s panicked frenzy as Kyle began to chase him once more after getting into the truck. [b]”What did I do to deserve this!?”[/b] The man yelled. [b]”What is this truck from hell!?”[/b] It was not very long at all before Kyle caught up to the man and struck him with the truck sending him flying forward a few feet. 

Stopping the truck Kyle stepped out watching the man writhe on the ground as he approached. [b]”I remember you!”[/b] The man said after turning to his back to look at Kyle. [b]”Is this what you do… lose at poker… then track down and kill the winner?”[/b] Kyle paid the man no attention as he walked up and cut loose the satchel from the man. The resulted in the man making one last attempt to shoot Kyle, but was stopped when Kyle stabbed his knife through the man’s forearm causing him to yell and drop the gun. Taking his knife back Kyle began to leave. [b]”Coward! You just going to leave!”[/b] Kyle stopped and turned to the man. [color=ed1c24][b]"Your bleeding internally, have several broken ribs, a punctured lung and are bleeding out at an alarming rate from your arm."[/b][/color] He paused as some ungodly creature made am equally ungodly sound in the distance. . [color=ed1c24][b]"I am not leaving you here, I am just feeding the wildlife."[/b][/color] Kyle got into his truck once more and drove off towards the city with his returned money plus interest listing for anything interesting on his CB radio.