Poison's P.O.V.

October 31, 2015

It's Halloween, and the guys and I don't need to dress up. It's more like dressing down for us. We get out of our skinny jeans and nylon or leather jackets, and slip on tennis shoes. This is the only time of the year that we've agreed to use our real names. I looked to Fun Ghoul, or Frank. "Happy birthday, Frankie." I said. He smiled.

"Thank you, Gerard." He replied. In turn all of the others patted him and greeted him into his new age. He was just glad to have made it to thirty-four, but you would never guess that he was that old. The Kobra Kid, or Mikey smiled.

"I think, since we are allowing ourselves to go back to the old days, we relive Frerard." He commented, jokingly. I smacked the back of his head, but Frankie always had a witty come back.

"It turns you on, huh? Me rubbing up on Gerard." Frank laughed, thrusting his hips into my butt and dodging my fist. Mikey just pressed his thumb and forefinger between his eyes. Ray sat quietly. Frank went over to him and hugged him. "Ray! You better quit being pouty or else, I'm going to kiss you." At that, a quick smile drew itself on Ray's face. Grace giggled from behind me. I turned to see the little girl that I've worked so hard to protect. She ran to Frank and hugged his legs.

"Happy birthday!" She said, sweetly. All smiles faded from our faces as Show Pony skated through the door and sat on my desk, turning on the radio so we could hear what Dr. Death Defying had to say. Grace left to get dressed, and as soon as she was gone, we all stripped right there, pulling on whatever pants were lying around. We found our boots, jackets and masks, and headed to 's Diner.

September 1, 2015

Frank was upset that his party was disrupted, but Korse had crossed into Zone 6 and brought about twelve dracs with him. "Sorry, Ghoul." I said from the driver's seat of the old Trans Am. I saw him shake his head in the rearview mirror.

"It's not your fault, Poison, but I'm ready to kill Korse. I call first dibs." He said. I smiled. Kobra laughed. We stopped by our campsite. Grace got my cat mask out of the trunk. I smiled and took it from her, putting it over my head. I looked around and finally saw a white face peek out from behind a sand dune. I pulled out my ray gun and shot. The drac fell over and the others crawled out like roaches. Korse walked out and smiled his psychotic smile. I felt a shiver race down my spine. We shot until there were four of us (Kobra Kid, Fun Ghoul, Jet Star, or Ray, and myself) and four of them. We all held up our guns and Grace turned on her radio right as NaNaNa came on. I smiled to myself. As the chorus hit we all fired. I got hit a few times and then, lost consciousness.

I woke up to see Korse and another drac, who was holding Grace. She writhed around, but couldn't get free. Korse had a white ray gun aimed at me. I swallowed hard. His voice shattered the silence of the desert. "Keep running." He seethed. I couldn't feel my body so trying to get up was useless. I watched them take Grace away. After a while, I could hear the others get up. Soon enough, I could get up and move. I told the guys what happened and they were pissed. We went back to the diner to suit up for the longest trip of the aftermath. We were going to Battery City to get my little girl.

September 4, 2015

"Poison, pull over." Kobra called from the passenger seat. I looked at him, quickly.

"Why?" I asked. He shifted in his seat.

"You need to get some rest, especially if you want to take on Korse. You've been driving for three days straight. Let me take over." He said. I stopped the car. I looked back at Jet and Ghoul, who were both sleeping after our three hour planning. Never go in without a strategy. I sighed. My little brother was right. I got out and switched with him. He drove until we got just an hour and a half away from Battery City, which is when I demanded to take over. Ghoul and Jet were awake and putting full batteries in the guns.

"Don't worry, Missile. We're coming." I said, touching the picture Kobra had taped to the dash while I was asleep. We got to Battery City and approached the BL/ind., Better Living Industries. I went into the tunnel that led to the main building the one that no doubtly held Grace. I saw a toll and some dracs. The look on my face, the look of determination, never changed as I crashed through the toll. I looked in the rearview mirror to see the dracs scramble to their feet. We got to the front of the building and got out. We walked into the building and walked into the Scarecrow unit. Missile was there alone, playing with a ball. Dracs started racing into the room and we shot them down. I hugged Missile tightly. A siren went off and the guys looked around. My eyes widened as I realized News-A-Go-Go was there and that Korse was going to be playing guard dog. We stormed out of the unit and back to the front of the building, ignorantly hoping that we could get out without problems.

Korse exited an elevator to our left, but didn't fire, immediately. He wanted us to fire first. We lead him into the open foyer and opened fire. Missile stood in the middle of the fight. We shot down a lot of dracs. I pulled the mask off of one drac, and froze. The face behind the mask was familiar, because I would see it every time I looked in the mirror. I stared at myself on the ground. I couldn't move. I couldn't shoot. What if, behind some other mask, was Ghoul or Kobra? Suddenly, Korse pushed me against the wall. Then I realized, that was a future version of me. Killing was the only thought that showed in Korse's eyes as he pulled the barrel of his ray gun up to my chin. I didn't fight back, despite Kobra's screams. The last thing I remember was a wicked smile and then a bright light.

Kobra's P.O.V.

I screamed at Poison, who was standing like a statue. Korse pushed him against the wall a shot him. I yelled and shot at Korse. A drac flanked me from the left and shot me in the leg. I stopped and Korse shot my chest.

Ghoul's P.O.V.

Kobra and Poison were dead. Missile stood screaming. I yelled for Jet and motioned to Missile then to the door. I had to save them. Poison led us here and died for Missile and I was going to see to it that she was safe, even if I don't get to see it. Jet and Missile ran out first and I shut the door behind them, locking it and staying behind. Missile tried opening the door, but Jet pulled her away, understanding why I did what I had done. I turned and started shooting. I got shot three times before I finally fell. I died knowing that Missile would be safe.

Jet's P.O.V.

Ghoul locked us out of the building, and I knew why. We were going to accomplish what we came here for, dead or alive. I led Missile to the street when the dracs crashed through the windows of the building, revealing Ghoul's corpse. I opened fire and got shot in the chest, landing on the Trans Am. I was alive enough to see Missile get in a van with Dr. Death Defying and Show Pony, heading back to Zone 6. I smiled as my world faded to black.

Poison's P.O.V

I woke up in a white room. I could hear Korse tell News-A-Go-Go that they finally got control of the Fabulous Four and that we were being woken up. Little did I know at my time of dying, that by not fighting back was playing into their plans. Little did they know, I still had control of my mind, and had my gun at my side.

The End of Part 1