Charon smiled sweetly, reached in her pocket, pressed a button and a load roar cut through the night air.

"You know, I really wasn't planning on staying so...........bye bye!"

Mortis didn't even see her hand move to reach for the nail gun but him and his guards certainly felt it as red hot nails spewed like miniature missiles through the air. Guards went spinning through the air, others ran round in circles in panic and Charon was at the centre of it all. She slowly and calmly made her way through the mass of guards, letting the nail gun do it's worst and outside in the huge yard the beast of a bike was sitting growling loudly. She could hear Mortis yelling loudly, his little fantasy world shattered once more. She paused for a couple of seconds to push her crash helmet back on, thankfully she'd chosen the one with the quick release strap and then she continued her little excursion. Finally, she made it to the bike and literally rode out one handed still firing like a psychopath.

Mortis was livid.....