TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! Ok so I was waiting for at least one person to like my story in order to write the rest of it. Thank you DreamsOfATeenager. So here it is.
Chiasa walked down the hall of the Scarecrow Unit's Relief Room. She pushed the button waking up the Draculoids and Exterminators.
"Sorera o tori ni iku!"
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"Go get them!" Chiasa screamed through the entire hall as all of the relief tubes opened.
Every Draculoid and Exterminator understood every word she had said because of the Eraculator.
One of the tubes at the end of the hall opened and a bald man slowly walked out. His name was Korse. He snatched his gun from his holster and shot a Draculoid square in the face. He blew the smoke away from his gun.
"Good warm up." Chiasa walked towards him. Every click of her high heels against the floor sounded through the area. She grabbed Korse's head and pulled it towards hers. They kissed passionately. All of the room was staring at them. Chiasa let go to look back. Then she cleared her throat uncomfortably.
"Sorera o tori ni iku!" She yelled again pointing towards zone 6.
Every beating heart left the room except for Chiasa. She sighed and turned looking out of the window. Her lip gloss lips creased into a smile. Today will be the day those damned Killjoys shall die.
Korse looked at his wife through the window and smiled himself. Revenge was just a short drive away. He winced as the sun rose over the mountains.
"That sun will be the last of me." He sat inside the BL/I company car. He loaded his gun. Party Poison has no chance! They skidded down the highway as fast as they could.
The radio in the car blasted and the few Draculoids in the car were beating their heads back and forth. Korse's temper was rising. He shot the stereo making the music stop.
"YOU IMBICILES! I HAVE WORKRD FOR 50 YEARS TO STOP THIS INFERNAL RACKET!" He shot the Exterminator in the back seat. "'rock and roll' is of the devil. We are not a part of that world." The rest of the car nodded in fear of being shot.
They turned on an abandoned road. They were almost there.