My Fabulous Reunion
To spare confusion, I'll give you some backstory before we start from today:
December 25th 2014
Party Poison was no more, he was only Gerard Way now. He left his mask ripped into four small chunks, which has been quite a task to do, and then given one quarter to Jet Star, Fun Ghoul and Kobra Kid as pieces of the Killjoy days. He had moved away from Battery City the very next day. No-one knows where he went, but all we know is mysterious comics about BL/ind and Better Living Industries had been popping up all over the place, The Fabulous Killjoys legacy living on.
Kobra Kid also gave away the four quarters of his mask to the others, leaving him as just Mikey Way, brother of Gerard. Mikey has stayed in Battery City to work as an undercover spy in Better Living Industries and to gather a rebel cause. The last the Killjoys had heard of him, he had been shot in the shoulder behind enemy lines, but he had been transported to Dr. Death's workshop to be patched up.
Fun Ghoul had given his mask to the others yet again, leaving him as Frank Iero. Frank left Battery City after giving Party Poison his gun. Frank and Gerard had been quite close before they arranged The Killjoys, but not in that way. They had known each other the longest, and therefore were perceived to have had a romantic relationship. These allegations are false. Frank went to play for a band called 'Blink 183' and has hardly been heard from since.
However, Jet Star's story was different. He didn't want The Danger Days to end. He moved to Las Vegas's equivalent, Dracol Town. He has fallen into gambling debts and heavy drinking. This was strange, as the others had all done something great with their lives, remembering the old days in their spare time but no, Jet couldn't seem to let go. He never did renounce his mask, and so he is still to this day known as Jet Star: The Last Killjoy.
~Today~
Gerard crouched, a sudden pain in the lower left leg violently stabbing him. He thought he was safe. The Killjoys were gone, why were they still after him? His vision blurred, the world spinning around him violently. His body pulsated slightly, him then falling slowly to his knees and hitting the ground with a hard- SMACK. The deathly cold concrete punished his cheek as he saw two feet step in front of him and crouch down before losing his consciousness.
Jet Star sat at a dark green, blood-stained Poker Table in a Dive Bar somewhere in Dracol Town. He was a notorious criminal and a wanted man. The smell of pumping blood and the stench of masculinity filled his nostrils which disgusted him at first, but now he's use to it. He welcomed it like an old friend. After playing for a while, he lost all the available cash he had and stood, slightly tipsy. He headed for the exit but two tall, muscly men blocked his path. They both had tattoos covering their arms and dirty white tank tops tightly wrapped around their chest.
"I'll have your money, I promise. Give me… 'bout a wee—"
"We don't want your money." Say the first man. "The boss wants ya."
Jet paused.
"Jet Star: The Last Killjoy. Right mate? Said the second man. "You come willin'ly or by force. Choose, now." He seemed to have a slight Australian twist to his accent. Jet half wanted him to say 'Put a Shrimp on the Barbie', but knew he wasn't in the position to make any mistakes. "What do you want from me?"
"Come with us." They both said in somewhat creepy unison. "Or never see your precious Killjoys again." Jet's heart rate increased slightly. If there was any chance to get in touch with the others, he would take it. He felt the presence of the mask pieces in his jean pockets now more than ever. "Lead the way."
Mikey hissed out in a short gasp, Dr. Death-Defying gently tapping a small rag against a wound on his upper leg. "How'd ya manage this, Mike?"
"A Junior Joy thought I was an enemy when I was heading back to base. Shot me."
"Bad luck Kid. Look," He put the rag down, grabbing a bandage and wrapping it around Mikey's leg. Mikey winced very slightly. "there's a guy who wants to meet you outside. I dunno what 'e wants, but I'd be careful if I were ya. He called ya Kobra." Mikey averted his gaze from his wound and met Dr. Death's gaze. He knew it was serious if it was about the Danger Days.
Limping outside, Mikey found a man in a black suit, leaning against a motor bike. "Kobra Kid?"
"It's Mikey now."
"'Mikey', I apologise for this."
Mikey felt a small and sudden pain in the back of his neck. A fluid entered his blood system and flooded his veins. His vision blurred as he fell to the floor. Dr. Death's bellowing voice could be heard through the silence, then a gunshot and silence. Dr. Death-Defy was dead.
The final Ex-Killjoy is Frank. Now, Frank had been touring with Blink 183, when the tour bus was derailed by Batter City. No members of the band were hurt, but simply enough Frank was missing when they had woken up. They panicked, but knew about his past and so however much they wanted too, they knew it would be dangerous to go and look for him.
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