Since her return back to Sanctuary Syn hadn’t really taken any time for herself. Running into various other mutants, guiding a few to Sanctuary, falling in love, almost being killed by one of her old Order members and the formation of the new Order Council. It was all quite a bit to process and only some of it had been fun. Now it was time for the goth princess to do something she wanted. It was time for some new wheels!

Many hours had been spent searching the internet, watching videos as well as some TV shows about cars. She had concluded what all she wanted now. Something for normal everyday driving as well as having the ability to help get her out of a sticky situation, another for less than favorable road conditions, and lastly something for quick trips through town. With the list she had made, Syn was very pleased with her choices of a Nissan GT-R Black Edition, a Hennessey Performance VelociRaptor 800 and a Kawasaki ZX-14R.

Carefully thinking out her plan Syn decided it would be best to get the truck first. Once it had been secured in her possession she could work on getting the other two vehicles. If need be she could see about getting a trailer to put the car on while the bike could sit in the bed of the truck. It would be a lovely collection once all together.

Syn grabbed a wad of money from her personal stash. It wasn’t near enough to buy any of the vehicles however. No, its only purpose would be to entice the sales person to show she was a serious buyer. That way she could ensure she got full attention and all her wants would be met. Then she’d work her magic and all would be well.

Searching the internet for the right dealership to find her new truck Syn then plotted out her course of buses and streets to her destination. She would have to tolerate being around masses of humans before reaching her goal. With her mind set she embarked on her little mission.

The first bus she had to take was jam packed with people. It almost felt as if people would be busting out from the windows if any more were to get on. Syn was suddenly crammed between a business woman and a rather large construction worker. Her initial reaction was to grab her knife and start stabbing people. Instead she filled the bus with her influence and at the next stop half the people on the bus, including the business woman and male construction worker, got off the bus. Satisfied Syn sat in one of the now empty seats and enjoyed the rest of the ride peacefully.

The next couple bus trips weren’t as bad in regards to number of passengers. However, on the last bus ride a rather rude man decided he liked what he saw when Syn boarded. In his mind she was just what he needed to make his day better.

He was probably in his mid forties and rather rough looking. Like someone with a hard labor job of some kind. He could probably pass for a stereotypical biker guy missing a long beard. This guy was the type who made waves with other people and didn’t really care if they were good or bad.

“Hey baby! I got a seat for ya right over here.” A deep scratchy voice sounded followed by a patting sound. Looking around Syn saw the big man looking right at her and patting his lap. Shaking her head and turning away Syn tried to ignore the man. Unfortunately it wasn’t that easy. “Oh come on sweet thing. You can sit right here and I’ll make sure your ride is nice and comfy. Just come sit on ol’ Uncle Tom’s lap baby.”

Turning back to {i]Uncle Tom[/i] Syn smiled sweetly. “Is that so? You’ll make sure my ride is a good one huh?” Her voice seductive and sweet like honey to his ears. “Ooh yeah baby! You can bet on it!” A slight chuckle exclaimed the man’s sudden enthusiasm.

“Well….ok!” Syn replied as she moved towards the man and sat on his lap. His hands immediately grabbing her hips and pulling her fully onto his lap then starting to rub her thighs. Her own hands grabbing his. “Easy there Uncle Tom.” “I’ll be real easy with you sweetness. You have my word.” This time his hands rubbed up her sides until she stopped him again. “Uncle Tom you better behave or I’ll have to punish you.” Tom laughed. “A girl who likes to play rough eh? I like that!” His strong hands roughly grabbing at Syn in places he shouldn’t.

Sickingly enduring his groping Syn leaned back against the large man and began releasing her influence just enough to only affect Tom. Time to teach this human scum a lesson he’ll never forget.

Too busy feeling up the goth girl and enjoying himself Tom didn’t pay attention to the sound of a faint siren. On the other hand, Syn heard it clearly.

The bus was halted at an intersection for a red light. Looking around for the lights that went with the siren Syn spotted the vehicle coming from the opposite direction the bus was traveling. It was moving rather quickly so Syn had to time this right.

“Uncle Tom, I want you to get off this bus and run as fast as you can into the intersection and catch that fire truck for me. Catch it with your big strong arms. You can do it.” Whispered Syn seductively into Tom’s ear. The man got up as Syn stood up, and quickly made his way to the front of the bus. He opened the door as the bus driver yelled at him and rushed out towards the intersection with his big strong arms outstretched just in time to catch the fire truck head on. “Good-bye Uncle Tom.”

With Uncle Tom’s sudden burst of insanity the bus wasn’t going anywhere as the intersection soon filled with police, an ambulance and a second fire truck. Syn had to make the final stretch of her trip to the dealership on foot. Thankfully the weather was nice and she didn’t have an overly huge distance to cover. With it only being a couple more miles up the road.

Finally reaching her destination the goth princess slowly walked through the lot as she looked at other cars and trucks. None of which were what she wanted so she continued making her way towards the main building. It was possible she might find her prize sitting on the showroom floor, and as she walked through the double doors there it sat.