I turned to Penny and sighed a sort of disgusted snort. "I came her when I was thirteen, that's three years ago now," I told her. "They were started by that time, although I don't know who established them. They weren't as stupid or aggressive then, I guess 'cause their heads weren't so inflated. A year later, their leader just left, to go to college I heard. So, obviously, they didn't tale themselves too seriously back then. Anyways, that jackass Stryker somehow took charge and they went from being a pretty much harmless group of kids trying to impress each other, to a group a<span style="font-style: italic">harmful</span>group of kids<span style="font-style: italic">with guns</span>who were trying to impress each other. That was when we started getting trouble from them, because they consider anyone who deals or steals on their turf a mortal enemy, and they consider the entire city their turf. I think they take personal offence to us because we actually make more money than them, are for the most part all girls, and know we have powers. They are all idiots," I concluded. I shrugged and went to stir the still cooking pasta. "Really, we probably shouldn't be provoking them like this, but hell it'll be fun."