SamuraiJo1

       Deep within the bowels of a bustling, neon-lit metropolis, a gnarly group of gangsters begin to surround a mousy pizza delivery girl. The small girl, cornered in a dark, smoggy alley, had no way of escape.     “Yo, girl!” slurred a young man who appeared to be the leader of the thugs. “You got some a’ that General Tsao’s pizza? That’s our favorite!” His followers chuckled. The small girl, who looked to be no older than her late teens, gulped and squeaked to herself.     “Just wonderful. This is why I hate delivering after dark.” She adjusted her thick-framed glasses, and mustere