A/N: I've got another fanfiction for you :D this one is for the killjoys … but this chapter is really boring … I promise the next ones will be more fun. Anyways … I will update this story and it's not a fashion statement a lot … im pretty much focusing on them. I will try to write more for Vampires but its being postponed for now … So go ahead READ!
It was 2012 when the bombs went off. It was June 15, the last day of school. I was sitting in math, the last period of the day, wondering when the fucking bell would ring. There were only five minutes of school left when the ground started rumbling. I lived in California and there were earthquakes a lot here, so it wasn't anything unusual. I slid under my desk like everyone else … but this earthquake wouldn't stop. After about a minute of the ground shaking the principal's voice came over the PA. "Everyone please leave the classrooms and follow your teachers … they will lead you to a bomb shelter where you will be perfectly safe." That's when all hell broke loose. I was in high school, but I was only a freshman so I was surrounded by a ton of 14 year olds who were freaking out. Our teacher started to lead us out of the classroom, but I never really did listen. I ran as fast as I could past the teacher and down the halls of our school. The ground was shaking but that didn't affect me at all. I was headed towards the middle school right next door, I needed to find my little brother.
My brother was only twelve, a 6th grader in middle school, named Nick. He would be freaking out right now so I had to find him. I was running into the middle school when I saw that it was completely empty, they had already hidden everyone in the school, so I ran to the shelter. All of the schools had them because they thought something like this would happen. I started to wonder how they knew. But then I saw my brother running towards me. He was wearing clothes a lot like mine, A Panic! At The Disco t-shirt with skinny jeans under. He had dark brown hair just reaching the bottom of his ears, his bangs lying along his forehead. He had on contacts so he wouldn't have to wear glasses and his skin was pale. He grabbed my hand and started to pull me along. "Come on Arianna! We have to get to the bomb shelter … th-the bombs could go off again!"
We raced down the halls towards the shelter and saw a teacher waiting for us. "Where have you been Nick? And why is your sister here?" Nick started talking at the same time I did but I was talking louder. "I am here because I need to be with my brother … and he was coming to find me … SO LET US IN!" I didn't really like yelling at teachers but this time it was necessary. I pushed past the angry, red-faced teacher into the shelter just as another earthquake shook the ground. Me and my brother sat in the far corner and waited.
A week had passed but everything was different. The earthquakes had stopped and so had the bombs, but when we walked outside everything was just wrong. The sky was no longer a brilliant shade of blue, but a dull gray color. Houses were destroyed and trees no longer stood tall with green leaves, they hung down with dead leaves. I had no idea what was going on until I saw a billboard about a company called Better Living industries. It sounded vaguely familiar, then I realized that it was the company that our parents worked for. On the billboard there was a smiling face with the letters BL/ind and beneath the letters were the words The Aftermath Is Secondary. It seemed that they were trying to clean up what the bombs had done, but so soon after they hit? How was that even possible? I was already suspicious but all the other people in the world they trusted BL/ind.
Months after the devastation had occurred we learned that this had happened everywhere in the world. The people fro BL/ind started to build a big city in what they called Zone 4. The bombs had been so powerful that they had broken apart land masses and a lot of people died. The only place where people could even live was here in the states, but things were mostly desert here. The only place with houses or people was BL/ind's city. They came up with a name once it was done, they called it Battery City. Me and Nick moved there because we had no choice. Because our house was destroyed we had no idea what had happened to our parents, until a mysterious stranger came to our new home in Battery City.
She was dressed in vibrant colors and there was blood coming from her leg. "Please … help me" she said in a weak voice. I pulled her into our house and laid her on the couch. It was 8 in the morning so Nick was still asleep.
"What happened to you?" I asked.
"BL/ind … they aren't what you think. They planted the bombs so they could take over. Everyone who worked for them were given drugs and they were brainwashed. Im gonna guess that your parents worked for them since they aren't here. Well now they're draculoids who go around killing people like me for rebelling against them. I'm a killjoy … I've sworn to stop BL/ind. They are taking away everything beautiful from this world. Outside of this city there's nothing but desert. We … we need to stop them."
I was in shock. My parents couldn't be killers they just couldn't! But everything else the girl had said was true … so I made a snap decision. "I want to help you … I want to be a killjoy. I want to stop BL/ind."
The girl smiled at me and reached in her pocket. She pulled out a gun and handed it to me. "This is my ray gun … I want you to have it. I know that I wont make it, but at least you can carry on for me. You'll have to get rid of your old name … Bl/ind can track you with it." With a final smile she said, "If you ever meet a killjoy named Fun Ghoul tell him that I loved him. My name is Agent Cherri Cola." She breathed out her last breath and I sat by the couch where she was lying with tears in my eyes. I went to my brothers room woke him up and told him the whole story. Then we left Battery City and ventured out into the desert.
