Gunsmith Cats Fan Fiction ❯ Gunshots Heard 'Round Chicago ❯ Chapter 1 - Idol Chatter ( Chapter 1 )

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Gunsmith Cats
"Gunshots Heard 'Round Chicago"
By Christopher Ryan
E-mail : SSj4_Trunks_1980@hotmail.com

(Note: I dont own Gunsmith Cats so please dont sue me or anything
cuz I dont have any money to take. Every character involved are
property of the creator of GSC. Except the characters I create
namely one Jessie Masters. She is my creation and maybe the Villian
and some misc characters I make. Hey you might even see a few
from other series but they are also the property of their respective
creators and I take no credit. Plus the personality of every char.
in the story are my own view so if you dont think Rally would do
or say anything like i make her say..well tough...I think she would.
'Nuff with the disclaimer...On with the show...)




"Gunshots Heard 'Round Chicago"
Chapter 1 - Idol Chatter

The sun shone high in the Chicago sky, as Jessica drove down
the highway. She was an ametuar bounty hunter on the trail of a bail
jumper. Usually Jess wouldnt take jobs like this, since she has so
little experience and travelling isnt her favorite things to do. Lifting
the soda bottle to her lips, she takes a few small gulps and quickly
screws the lid back on.

"I hate days that are too hot", she says to herself.

Turning the steering wheel on her '95 Camero, and pulls into a small
Motel, small being a literal term. As she opens the door and slowly climbs
out, wearing a pair of cutoff jean shorts, a tank top, a hawaiian style
shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of beat upsneakers. She runs
her fingers through her chin length dirty blonde hair, exposing the buzzed
sides and back when suddenly she hears a whistle come from behind.

"Hey there sweet thing, wanna give daddy a big kiss", a voice calls
from right behind her.
"Not today asshole", she spits venomously without even turning around.
"Dont have to be a bitch about it", the voice retorts.

Spinning around she slams her knee right into a mans crotch. She backs away
watching him fall to his knees and then to the ground.

"You dont hear well mister, I said 'Not today asshole'", she said looking
at him squirming on the ground.

Bending over slightly she slides her key in the lock and with a small thump,
her cardoor locks. Then Jess walks over to the door marked 'Check In Here'.
She opened the door and feels a cold blast of air.

"Damn its cold in here", she said smirking.
"Well damn its hot as hell out there girly", the man behind the counter
replied.
"I need a room", Jess spat as she walked to the counter.
"Came to the right place, only Motel within a few that has a room, thanks
to the Gun Convention in town", he said with his back turned getting her the
room key.
"A gun convention? You think I could find someone to fix mine there", she
inquired.
"Probably, what kind of gun could a pretty girl like you be carrying", the
man said leaning over the counter.
"This kind", she stated matter-of-factly as she pulled the sides of her
shirt to exposed the holsters holding her two colt .45's.
"Big guns for a small chick like you", the man joked as he started to laugh,
dropping her room key on the counter.
"Didnt as for your opinion on them, just wanted to know if they could fix
them", she said grabbing the key off the counter.
"What a bitch", the man said after she turned and walked out.



***Meanwhile across town*****



A few men were opening a couple crates near what looked like docks. As the
bigger of the three was smashing them open with a crowbar, the smaller one
inspected the contents. The third man wasnt like the other two, he was
dressed in a very nice suit and tie while as the others were just in jeans
and t-shirts.

"Whoa, thats a lot of ak-47's boss", the smaller man said to the third.
"Yes and they will fetch a handsome price", the Boss replied, "And all
very legal-like at the Gun Convention in town."
"But wont the cops be suspicious", the bigger man asked.
"Of course not, I have all the proper papers, all forgeries but they
cant tell", the Boss said laughing, "Now load them up on the truck."

The two men hefted the contents of the half dozen crates into a large
van and covered them with a tarp. A few minutes later, all three climbed
into it and started down the street.



***Meanwhile (w/ Jessica)*****



Jessica was driving down the street, after depositing her suitcases in her
room, to find this Gun Convention. The sun was still high in the sky but
Jess knew it was well past noon. The road was sparsely populated with
cars, of which Jess sped passed. Suddenly out of nowhere a huge van almost
clipped the sude of her Camero. This pissed Jessie off, and she started to
scream obsenities out her window but quickly stopped to see that the
license plate suddenly came off to expose a government plate. This could
only mean that the van belonged to the US and was stolen. Usually she
would have jumped in half cocked and shot out the tires but with all the
other cars on the street that was risky. So instead she opted to follow
the van instead. After a long ride down the freeway, the van got off and
Jessie followed. Then it pulled into the parking lot of the Chicago
Municipal Convention Center and parked in the back. Jessica parks close
to the front, and quickly exits her car, running to where the van was
parked in the back. Pulling a .45 from its holster she suddenly realizes
her guns were out of commision, so after re-holstering it she stands
around a corner and listens to the conversation.

"Hey boss, we are almost done unloading all the guns. Are you sure
that we have nothing to worry about? The places is crawling with stinking
cops", a small man whispers nervously to a taller man in a suit.
"Of course, trust me on this. Its like picking someones pocket and
giving it back for a reward, none will be the wiser", the man in the
suit says grinning.

Listening intently, Jessica just grins when suddenly she feels a tap on
the shoulder. She whips around quickly, aiming the barrel of her Colt
in the face of the person tapping, who turns out to be a lady, she is
just a bit teller then Jessica and has short chin length dark brown
hair that gets shorter as it goes back. She is wearing a casual white
blouse with a black jacket, black slacks and a pair of semi-formal
black shoes.

"You should know its not nice to spy on people, and even more so
to point a gun at some, even if it is broken", the lady says.
"Well make an exception when its gun thieves", Jessica replies.
"One, I know they stole them, and two, its my problem not
yours", the lady states.
"I dont care, Im taking them down and collecting the reward", Jess
remarks.
"You dont know if there will be a reward, though there is, but they
belong to me little girl", the lady says grinning.
"H,how dare you talk to me like that", Jess stutters, "Who do you
think you are?"
"I dont think, I know who I am. I'm Rally Vincent", Rally replies,
"And this is my associate, May Hopkins."

Rally points to the smaller female behind her, of which Jessica didnt
see, who is smaller then both them, her hair is about as short as Rally's
but it goes just alil past her chin and its blonde. She is wearing a red
jacket with a pink blouse under it, a red skirt and shiny dark red knee
high boots. Jessica just stands there, completely stunned to be face to
face with the reason she bacame a bounty hunter. The famous Rally
Vincent, the best bounty hunter in the Central United states maybe the
best female bounty hunter in all the world.

"Im so sorry Rally, I didnt recognize you", she replied grinning.
"Apology accepted, no what do you think you are doing", Rally said.
"Well I just caught them almost running my car over and I followed
them because they looked suspicious with the Government plate covered
up", she answered.
"Hmm, you have a good eye and you probably assumed they stole the
van, of which is correct", Rally said, lowering her voice, "We need to
scat because here they come.

She waved the others over to the side and hid as one of the three men
climbed into the van and started it up. Then drove it right passed where
the girls were hiding.

"Hey May, you think I can trust you to follow that guy and not blow
his ass up", Rally sighed, looking at May Hopkins.
"Sure enough Rally, trust me", she replied winking.
"Why doesnt that reassure me", Rally said rolling eyes as May took
off after the van.
"So its just you and me now Rally", Jessica remarked, smiling.
"Yup, here take this extra gun I have, since yours dont work", Rally
said, handing her a small pistol.
Taking the gun, Jessica replied, "Thanks, oh by the way, my names
Jessica Masters, can call me Jessie."
"Nice to meet you Jessie, now lets catch us some thieves", Rally
spat as she took off silently, with Jessie in tow.


*~*~*~* Well thats the end of the first chapter...So what do you think of
the chapter title...hahaha...tell me what you think so far...plus
some comments on Jessica...is she too bitchy, should I soften her a bit
up or should i make her more tough? Anyways, Im off....Chapter 2 should be
coming soon....*~*~*~*