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The cell where I had spent my days in was little, I could barely move in there. People were screaming in pain around me, they were mean to them. My cellmate had disappeared two days ago, probably dead. A killjoy was nothing for them, a little amusement maybe, nothing more. They could kill a killjoy just for fun, rape us, or just torture us until we die… Growing up they used to call me Traci, at least before the takeover, for them I was just number 9203184020 now, I usually called myself Toxic Shadow, at least when none was around to hear. My plan was to escape tonight, soon… just like I had escaped one time before. They say a killjoy that gets out of the BLI prison is a dead killjoy, yet I was still alive… I never understood why.

"9203184020. Get up!" one of the dracs screamed and I did as I was told, one of them clutched his hand around my arm and roughly pulled me out of the cell. "You are coming with me." my heart was beating faster and I had to hide my smirk, at the side of my mouth. The man in white took me to the scarecrow area, once we were in there we were all alone. One knee in the groin and he was lying on the floor crying like a baby, I grabbed his ray gun and pulled the trigger fast. He was out. Then I ran.

Minutes after I was free the alarm went off in the BLI prison for trouble killjoys, I didn't look back. I had to get as far away as possible. I was sure that if they got me this time I was a dead woman.

I found a store about half an hour after my escape and I had enough money to buy some other clothes, the ones I had was screaming escaped prisoner.

"You don't have any masks?" I asked the old man in the shop, he shock his head. "Fuck!" I said out loud. The gas was already tearing on my lungs and in three hours without a breathing mask I would be dead.

I had to get to a killjoy base; it was my only chance to survive.

"Hey… you got a spare mask?" I asked two women.

"Yeah, but not for you kid!" One of them said.

"A killjoy robbed me, and left me for dead!" I pleaded but it didn't work on them…

Since it didn't work I ran the fast as I could, and when I heard the sirens my heart stopped. The Dracs were right behind me… just like they had been before.

It was then I saw him, a short guy dressed in green and yellow, he had this Frankenstein mask on hiding his face, he stared at me, no more behind me. Then he lifted his ray gun and aimed.

"Noooo!" I screamed and threw myself behind some old junk as he shot.

"Fuck!" I heard him mumble as he shot over and over again. All the sudden it was so quiet, no more sirens, no more screaming. Slowly I crawled out from my hiding place and I saw the guy standing over the bodies of the dracs. The man with the ray gun moved fast and all the sudden he pointed his gun towards me.

"Are you with me or them?"

"I don't know who the fuck you are!"

"Killjoy, you can call me F!"

"I'm with you!" I told him but it didn't take long before I was coughing really badly, the gas was tearing on my lungs.

"Here take mine!" he gave me his mask and it got so much easier to breathe. "So who are you?"

"I aint gonna tell you my name before you tell me mine, but you can call me T, I escaped…"

"Then we are in shitloads of trouble, we have to move and move fast!" he cut me off and he grabbed my wrist to look at the numbers at my wrist I had gotten years back. "Shitloads of trouble…" he mumbled again and then we ran as fast as we could.

"Were the fuck are we going?" I asked when we finally stopped; even if I had the oxygen mask on I had to fight to keep my breathing nice and slow.

"Under the ground… and I'm sorry but I kinda have to blindfold ya now… we can't be careful enough now these days…" I nodded and let him blindfold me with his scarf. He led me for maybe ten minutes and then he took the fold off, he held his ray gun in his hand and I was unarmed. For the first time I saw his face, he was cute, but that wasn't something I could care about now… We were standing in a small room and there were another killjoy.

"Thing is that that tattoo with that serial number you have on your wrist has a tracer. That's why they found ya. Since we are under the ground we are safe, the signals can't reach them from here, but they know where the signals went out so we have to get that thing off…"

"Okay, how?"

"With acid." I looked F straight in his eyes, a hazel pair and I could see his pain, but I could read that if I didn't let them pour that acid over my wrist I would be dead, out with the dracs in a second. I nodded, not much but it was enough.

I hope you did like this first chapter of my killjoy story ^^ review and tell me what you think and that kind off stuff!