Back in the old west, folks never heard of women becoming highly wanted outlaws. It was always the men. Like Clinch Leatherwood, Jackie Brown. Men who terrify towns in the west. But this story isn't about the men. It's about the very first woman outlaw there was.<br/><br/>Satan's Little Sonia. She was dangerous. She had the quickest hand in the west when it came to anything, poker, drinking, and shooting a gun was the quickest. She was by far the most terrifying women in the old west. She made the men piss themselves and cry in a corner she was that tough. Some say that she's the sneakiest out of all of them, some even say that she was sent to Earth by the Devil himself to rid the world of men, her nickname being Satan's Little Sonia. She was flawless physically, and mentally. Her body perfectly proportioned in every way possible, her hair as black as a panthers. And her eyes, more blue and menacing than the sea itself. Nobody would ever want to cross paths with Sonia. But on one day... One really stupid Sheriff came to town and picked a fight with the wrong woman....<br/><br/><br/>Molly sighed as she curled her hair and put it up out of her face, she was the richest and prettiest girl in the town of Old Stump, but the thing is she knew it, which caused her attitude and personality to be as sour as a lemon. She walked out of her large house with her fancy dress and lace parasol to go for a walk as usual, when suddenly she saw a new face. As the mayor's daughter she knew everybody but this stranger was different she could tell.