***SIX MONTHS LATER***

Pony's P.O.V.

I walk out onto the porch, with a cigarette loosely in my mouth. I look down the vacant street to see five people, two blonde girls, three guys with jet black hair. As they inch closer I release, the one is Kylie. I exam her, she looks terrible, her once kind eyes are filled with hate, she has a crop top on that shows an imprint I can't read it all but from what I see it says "huntr-" than under it "Ange-". I think back to the night Soda came home telling us we needed to help Kylie. That's when I released the imprint must have read, huntress Angel. I at her attire, she's wearing a white crop top that clings to her chest than ends way to soon. Her chest looks enhanced as if she's got work done or is stuffing them. Then she is wearing a short black skirt and if she bent down, I'm sure her ass would hang out. She had a large cut running down her leg until it reached her black heals. I could hear them click on the ground as she walked. I looked at her stomach that showed she was clearly beaten multiple times, her lip is clearly split in half, she has two black eyes, a broken nose, a scratch on his cheek, a cut across her neck not deep enough to kill her, and a deep cut under her eye that should be stitched up. It's weird the boys all look fine but, the girls are both beat up real bad mostly Kylie or Angel but, also the other blonde girl she's laughing with. Her hair is in loose curls pulled back by a black head band, Her lips are a deep red as she laughs with the other people around her. I watch as a small yet evil smile spreads across her face. I hear the door open then Sodapop yelling, "Kylie! Kylie Masons!"

Kylie's P.O.V.

I smile looking over at Aston, we'v been up to no good but, whatever. I'm being bad Kylie, wait I am bad. I'm a fucking nightmare! "Where shall we go?" Andrea asks looking into my eyes. We've became real tight. We have been up to worse than when we're with he guys.

"A random bar," I whisper not wanting the guys to hear.

I continue walking as I hear a familiar voice yell, "Kylie! Kylie Masons!" Dammit! I recognize the voice as Sodapop.

I slowly walk but, I feel a hand on my shoulder and Soda spins me around. I look at him fake surprised, "Sodapop! Is that you? Golly it's been forever. Well I gotta bounce I'll see you 'round."

"Kylie, please come in the gang missed you something awful," he chokes out.

"Real quick, hey Hunters and May, I'll see ya'll in a bit meet me at the cave," I wink clicking my heels before walking off with Soda. I walk into the house to see seven faces, I've missed so much.

"Well, if it isn't Kylie Masons," Steve says as he hugs me warmly. "I think the last time I saw you, you were quitting your job."

"Hey, Kylie long time no see," Johnny whispered.

"Hey Kylie, what happened to you, you're all beat up?" Darry asks examining my broken nose.

"Just a few fights," I smile trying to say it sweet.

"Kylie, we've seen the way you fight, it's more than just a few fights, you can tell us and what is huntress Angel," Dally says.

"No worries, well I really can't stay Ash is waiting for me and so is May, I guess I'll see ya'll 'round," I say trying to leave.

"Wait," Two grabbed my wrist pulling me down, "where have you been?"

"Here, there, everywhere," I smile sweetly trying to cover up the truth, they know nothing about me and it'll stay that way.

"Why in such a rush?" Steve questions.

"Oh, no reason just got plans with my boyfriend, Ash," I smile getting up once more.

"You're lying," Pony says blocking the door.

"No, I'm not," I lie again.

"Answer one thing then," Soda commands.

"Sure thing dear," I smile trying to bring back my Tennessee accent instead of my new found New York one.

"Why do you have a New York accent when, we've seen your mom at the DX? Why is she looking for you? Where did you go when you left that day at the DX? Why didn't you come back? What happened in you past that so bad? What is Huntress Angel? Who are those people? Why are you so beat up? Pick one of any of those to answer," Darry said firing away all the questions.

"I went back out with my friends darlings," I say still not getting my accent back. Damn it!

"I guess we were wrong about you," Steve sighs.

I turn around on one heal, "what does that mean love?"

"It means, we thought you were like us, but your not like any of us, your even worse than Dally. God I didn't know that was even possible," Steve explain.

"Well, I gotta go now, bye loves," I smile walking out. As I get to the porch, I look back into the house to see the gang laughing. I whisper to myself, "I'm sorry guys I love ya'll but, I'm a Hunter and it's not safe being friends with a Hunter."

I walk off to see the gang, Andrea yells, "hey, Angel who are those people?"

I laugh, "the greasers."

"Soda was hot," she winks.

"Do you even know which one was Soda?" I laugh out the question.

"The guy who ran over to you,"she answered.

"Is he hotter than me?" Aston and Jackson ask.

"No never," Andrea asks.

"Yea," I laugh honestly. Aston fakes hurt but I just laugh at his fake pouts.

"So, when shall we go out Andrea?" I ask eyes her carefully.

"How 'bout now?" She asks.

"Fine with me," I smirk and with that we leave. We walk to the train and I whisper, "New York here we come."

"Robs, murders, and more," she smiles.

"Same old bar," I say as I grab onto the back of the train hitching myself up.

"Of course," she says doing the same. I know what ya'll are thinking couldn't we of sneaked in. Well we could of but what's the fun in that. The whole ride to New York we hold ourselves up grabbing onto the small metal bars on the back of the train for dear life. I remember the first time we did this.