Hey, I hope you enjoy the first (improved) chapter of what was my first ever fanfic, The Forgotten Killjoy! I really want to know what you guys think, so PLEASE review my story! Thanks! X

I sat motionless, with my knees crushed against my chest, in front of the flickering television. It was CNN, something about how 'Better living industries' is becoming increasingly popular. Whatever. It wasn't anything to do with me anymore. My eyes ached from staring at the screen for so long. The room was cold, dark and empty; I had closed the curtains, cutting myself off from the rest of the world. I liked it better that way. My short red was tangled; my purple and black bandana lay abandoned on the threadbare carpet. How many months had it been since I came here? I had lost track of time, it didn't mean anything to me anymore. I could go on like this for 50 more years and think nothing of it. I tried not to think a lot these days- it hurt to think about them. Urgh, it was like I was taking one of those damn pills! Having all my emotions taken away from me. My eyes flickered to the many drawings I'd tacked up on the wall. Drawings I had taken hours on, of my adventures 2 years ago. But it was painful to look at them now. I had no idea why I didn't just take them down. Probably because I didn't want to forget it all, even though it was painful to think about it.

A couple of years back, my life was perfect. I was with... friends and we went together on all sorts of adventures. It was exciting and I pretty much loved it. I guess you could say I've always been a bit of an adrenaline junkie. But, one day when we set up camp for the night, I woke up and I was alone. I waited and waited for them but they never came back for me. I realised that it was all over. I went back to my family for just over a year. I had a young sister, Anna, she was my life. And I had loving parents. I had everything I wanted but I never realised it, because I missed my friends so much, until a load of Draculoids broke into our house. Even years later, I could still hear the screaming, smell the smoke...

I wake up to the overpowering stench of smoke, and I realise there is black clouds of it billowing through my door. There's a smash as someone shoots at my window and I dive just in time, rolling forwards. I wouldn't get through the windows if they were waiting outside. And I have a pretty good idea who they are. I get to my feet and yank the door open; a rush of heat greets me. "ANNA!" I scream, but the smoke that's blocking the air cuts me off. There's a raging fire, gradually climbing up the staircase. I run into my parents' bedroom- they were already gone. I breathe a sigh of relief, maybe my family are safe. I sprint to the window, grabbing the handle. It doesn't budge. I curse; my parents didn't get out this way. Where were they? I go back into the landing, I feel the flickering flames lingering nearby but there's no time to waste. The fire is blocking the end of the stairs, so I jump on top of the banisters. I jump down, inches away from the flames. I hear the start of an engine, the sound of someone calling my name, desperately.

My family were taken. I doubt they're still alive, but there's a tiny bit of hope inside me. So I was angry, alone and afraid. I was at a time in my life were I needed my friends most but where the hell would I find them? I moved to a crappy motel in the heart of Battery City; for the first few months I trailed around looking for them. I never did find them. I vowed I would never forgive my 'friends' and shut myself up in my room. But now I could feel my resolve giving in after all these years...

For the first time in a whole year, I picked up my purple and silver ray gun off the table and stumbled to my feet. Throwing open the windows, I looked out over the city. The sky was a purple and orange haze, beautiful. I looked down to see my purple motorbike parked outside, along with all my stuff. My heart rate accelerated and I laughed in excitement! I grabbed my keys and leapt out of the window. The air rushed past me as I fell and landed neatly with one hand pressed to the ground. I kick-started my motorbike like I was kick-starting my life, inhaled the fresh air and grinned. This was it.

I'm back.

So, did you like it? I edited this chapter because I didn't really put much effort into it before so here you go! Please review! Hope you guys enjoyed it.