Ok, so I've had this idea after listening and watching Danger Days: The True Lives Of The Fabulous Killjoys, Na Na Na and SING, over and over again. This is my take on it, with an extra character or two along with it. This story will have many sequals that will hopefully also include other songs from the album, like The Only Hope for Me Is You, Bulletproof Heart, and Planetary (GO!) So I hope you like it, and may I remind you, this came from my head and Gerard knows what my head is filled of! :)

Fixing her mask, Spikez continued her way down the blazing, hot dirt road. Gripping her arm, she attmepted to stop the flow of blood. She groaning in pain, kicked a rock, and tried to keep her mind off of the ambush her and her group just went through.

There were about 20 of them, plus a few SCARESCROWS. Her, and her group, Radioactive Blast, Sly Bomb, Free Sky, and Poison Roseta, attempted to beat all of them. Sly bomb was the first to go, shot right in the stomach. Then went Poison Roseta, direct beam to the head, same happened to Free Sky. Radioactive Blast was hit over ten times before he went down, leaving Music Spikez the only one alive.

After killing off around half of what was left of the ten that remained, Spikez managed to escape unhurt, that is untill one shot her in the shoulder. Singing a string of swears, Spikez shot at them untill she managed to hide behind a rock. Undetected by the idiot Drac's, she remained there untill they all gave up and left.

"Stupid Drac's and SCARECROWS, got nothin' better to do than ghost my group," she mummbled to herself, draggging her feet slightly on the dirt. She didn't care if her vans got destroyed, they had seen better days. So had her jeans, and shirt, and jacket. Point is, all of her had seen better days than this.

Stopping to look at the strip of dirt road, Spikez was sure she wasn't far from Zone four at the very least. Or maybe she wasn't far from Zone six, either way, she wasn't far from shelter. Continuing on, she said a string of swears. Her wound was getting bad, and if she didn't find someone or shelter soon, she was in deep shiz.

Her wandering continued for a nother hour or so, and by then, the sun was going down. The sunset was perfectly alined with the road, almost like one of those old adventure movies that Spikez had seen when she was younger, before all of this happened. And like perfect timing, a car appeared in front of that sunset, on that road. It made Spikez chuckle a bit.

Watching the ground, she heards it come and go. Spikez sighed, and continued down the street. She didn't care if it was a car full of Drac's, all that she cared about was her group, and how she was going to survive without them.

Screeching came from behind her, signaling that the car was turning around. Picking up her pace, Spikez grabbed her gun, turned, and aimed, all while running. She stopped, though, when she saw how battered up and destroyed it was, and how much spray paint it was covered in.

Killjoys!

Thanking her lucky stars, she waved down the car with her only free hand, groaning every now and then thanks to her wound. Her step began to get more wozzy after a while, as she soon relized she was loosing to much blood. Coming up and stopping next to her was a car full of Killjoys. The driver, an extremly hot looking red head, got out and walked over to Spikez.

"Hey, we saw you walking. Are you ok?" He asked, noticing the large amount of blood that covered Spikez green biker jacket. Shaking her head slowly, she staggered to the left, almost falling to the ground, if it hadn't been for the man. "Whoa! Ok, your losing to much blood, we have to get you to Dr.D. Kobra! Jet! Make some room in the back, we've got a live one!"

Picking Spikez up, the guy carefully handed her to Jet through the big empty space where the window was suppose to be. Jet then passed her onto Kobra, who let her lay her head on his lap. Spikez vision was going blurry as she watched the red head run to the drivers side. In a flash, he was in the seat and already driving. Looking back quickly, he gave a worried expression to Jet and Kobra.

In a reasuring tone, he said to Spikez, "You'll be ok. We won't let a fellow Killjoy get hurt or die."

Nodding slowly, Spikez felt her eyes become heavy. After a while of watching the blurry figure infront of her look back and forth between the road and herself, she passed out. Her entire world going black.

~...~

Spikez groaned, as Kobra traced the cut along her shoulder lightly. It was deep, and bleed profoundly, so much that it was drenching Kobra's favorite pair, and one of his only pairs, of skinny jeans. But still, he knew that he would have to sacrifice that for the health of the girl. A gleam got his attention, as a ray of sun blinded his right eye. Reaching for the object that was causing him to go blind, Kobra found a gun in her back pocket.

Eyeing it carfully, he noticed a symbol, next to it, kanji wirtting. The symbol was a shuriken and behind it was a music note. The gun itself was an orange color, the symbol and name, a deep purple. Along the sides were stripes. "Yo, Posion. I've got her gun."

"Really?"Posion asked, cautiously looking back, just for a second, to see the orange gun in Kobra's hands.

"Yeah, I don't understand a word on it though. Its all in kanji writing. I like the symbol on it." He said, slowly placing the gun back in her back pocket. Jet eyed the gun as Kobra placed it back, watching as Spikez's body began to tremble. Reacting quickly, he grabbed the lower half of her body while Kobra grabbed her upper half, holding it closely. "Poison, please tell me where there already. She's getting worse."

"Shit," Posion said under his breath. "Kobra, apply pressure to the wound, fast. Jet, try to keep her down, she's going into a seizure. Hopefully, it will stop in a few."

Both nodded and went to work fast. Kobra took the bandana from his neck and wrapped it around the wound on Spikez shoulder. Jet held her body down while Kobra was busy tying the bandana. "You owe me a new bandana after this," Kobra mummbled to Spikez, but only got a grunt in return. Satisfied with the anwser, Kobra took it as an 'Okay.'

"Kobra, pay attention! This is no time to mourn the loss of a bandana!" Jet said, still holding Spikez. Her seizure was just calming down, but it didn't end untill she let out a periding scream, like something had just stabbed her in the heart. She began to flair around. Swearing, Kobra and Jet grabbed her and held her down, making sure that she didn't hit anyone, or fall to the floor.

Getting worried, Ghoul turned around. "Posion," he said with a scared tone in his voice.

"I know! I know! Were almost there! Thank god we didn't bring Grace, she would be freaking out more than any of us right now," Poison yelled, reving the engine from 80 mph to 130 mph. Backlash hit the group, sending Kobra and Jet forward, along with Spikez, but the two's grasp didn't release from her.

"Where here-" Ghoul began, seeing the little shack in the middle of the desert, but he was cut off when Poison began to spin out.

"Shit!" They all screamed, exept for Spikez, at the same time as Poision slammed on the breaks. The car came to a stop, inches away from Dr.D's run-down shack.

Posion's face paled, while Ghoul fainted in the seat. Kobra was paralyzed in his seat, his hands gripping Spikez's jacket until his knuckles went white. Jet, was smiling saying 'Let's do it again!' over and over, gaining concerned glances from the others.

"Jet," Poision said, blinking slowly at the smiling Killjoy. "Are you sure your not on something?"

Giving a confused look to his friend, Jet shook his head. "I'm pretty sure i'm not. Well maybe I am..." He gave a long thought before shrugging his shoulders. "I really have no idea."

Looking at Ghoul, they both nodded to each other. "We check the food next time," Ghoul said.

Poison nodded. "Yep." He said, undoing his seatbelt and getting out of the car, walking up to the shack, he knocked lightly on the beam of wood that acted as a door. Stepping out of the way, he allowed Dr.D, Grace, and Show Pony to step out of the shack. Seeing Poison, Dr.D gave a smile.

"Well Killjoys. About time you got here!"

Ugh, I can't think straight today. First my word stops working, then I had dance. Now I'm tired, but hey at least I finished this chapter! So as you can tell, 'Spikez' is my O.C. Her full Killjoy name and real name will be explained later after she wakes up. This story goes along with Na Na Na, the next will be the sequal and will go to SING. I don't know what will happen after that, but I have something planned out for the near future. Anyways, I'm blabbing on. Please review!