Party nearly cried out in anger and horror when his eyes landed on Kobra. His poor little brother was a mess! He had so many cuts on his arms that were bleeding badly and he also had a huge slash on his chest that looked really painful. Then, his eyes met Kobra's neck and on the bite mark on his neck that was still sluggishly bleeding. That explained why Korse had blood around his mouth anyway. The worst thing though for Party was that his brother was crying. Korse had actually broken him!
This made Party even angrier. Kobra was always so strong. He never let anything bring him down and he wasn't scared of anything. He was so brave and sometimes he was even braver than Party in some situations. Hell, he'd even saved Party's life on several occasions and that was impressive for a 16 year old but Korse had managed to brake him. That bastard even had the guts to smile about it!
"Get away from my brother!" Party shouted and raised his gun higher, ready to shoot Korse if he made the wrong move.
Korse smirked. "Well, well, well. Looks like the Zone Rats got out of their cages."
Party knew the plan they had created when they were following Kobra's screaming. He was to distract Korse with Jet whilst Ghoul got Kobra down but he also knew this plan was going to be hard to pull off.
"Yeah, we're out. Now, GET away from MY brother!"
Korse smirked at Party and slowly walked back over to Kobra. He had another plan to make Party give himself over to him. He pressed down on one of the numerous cuts on Kobra's arm, making said boy scream out again, weakly. He even started sobbing, an extra bonus. "But he's such a fun to play with. He's my favourite toy. I don't want to ever stop playing with him."
Party visually flinched when his brother screamed out in pain. It broke his heart into a million pieces to hear his brother sobbing, showing just how terrified and how much pain he was in openly. He should never be this upset, NEVER! Not on his watch! He didn't trust his voice so he was greatful when Jet asked the question he so wanted an answer too.
"What did you do to him?" Jet asked, angrily.
"I just gave him one of our newly developed drug. We call it the torture drug."
"What does it do?" Party growled at him, he was failing at his fight to keep his anger under control.
Korse laughed. "It's an ingenious little thing really. It amplifies the pain so even this-" He pinched Kobra's arm. Hard. Kobra, in turn, whimpered in pain. "-would cause five times more pain then it usually would."
Party growled. "You son of a bitch!"
Korse suddenly grabbed the knife, that was covered in Kobra's blood. It had left a sticky puddle of blood on the table it had rested on and he held it to the kids neck. "Ah, ah, ah Party. Don't do anything stupid or you won't have a brother anymore."
Party's eyes widened in shock. "No, please, don't hurt him! I'll do anything!"
Korse smirked, placed the knife back on the table and walked over to Party until he was stood right in front of him, toe to toe. "Anything?"
Jet watched as Ghoul reached Kobra and started to untie him from the upright table. He then turned his attention away from the scene, he didn't want Korse to find out what Ghoul was up to. He turned back to Party. "Party, what the hell are you doing?"
Party had also saw Ghoul reach his brother and knew he only had to keep up this act for a little while longer. There was no way he was giving himself up to the monster in front of him. Not alive anyway. "I'm doing what I have to, Jet. I'm doing this to make sure my brother is safe." He then turned his full attention back to Korse. "What do you want for me?"
"I want you to give yourself up to me. Without you, Party Poison, every single Killjoy will not have a leader to turn to. They'd be completely defenceless. You're the key to ending your stupid rebellion. If you give yourself up to me now, I will let your brother and your friends go."
Ghoul unfastened the last strap holding Kobra to the upright table as he listened to the conversation that was unfolding behind him. He caught the young teenager as he fell forward and Ghoul was shocked to find Kobra's body was shaking and racked with sobs.
Ghoul's heart ached as he whispered and hugged Kobra tightly to his body. "Shh, it's okay. We've got you know. We're gonna get you out. I promise you, you're safe."
He felt Kobra nod weakly against his chest before he passed out and went limp against him. The whole experience must have left him drained but to also to double that up with bloodloss it's no wonder the kid had passed out.
Ghoul picked him up and held him close to his chest. He thought of Kobra as the little brother he never had and the thought of him having been tortured to the point of him passing out angered him. All Ghoul wanted to do was give Korse a taste of his own medicine. He wanted to inject him with his drug and do the same to him as he had with Kobra but something was stopped him. He had other and more important things to do. Namely helping Kobra and getting himself and his friends the hell out of Battery City.
And hopefully, all in one piece too.
Ghoul held Kobra even closer and winked at Party and Jet to signal that he had Kobra and that they should get out of there.
Party nodded slightly at Jet once Ghoul gave the signal. They both raised their ray guns and shot Korse in the chest. They knew that this wouldn't have killed the android in front of them but they knew it would give them the time they needed to get out of the building and back to the Trans-Am. Party ran over to Ghoul and looked at Kobra. He looked so hurt and fightened, even now he was passed out. Party gently stroked his hair and kissed his forehead before turning to Jet and Ghoul.
"Alright guys, this won't be easy breaking out. Ghoul, you carry Kobra and myself and Jet will cover you."
Ghoul nodded. "Okay Party, let's just get Kobra and oourselves out of this hell hole."
Jet stood at the door, gun raised, and checked out the corridor for Dracs and S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W/S. "All clear!"
The three Killjoys that were conscious slowly navigated the confusing maze of endless, white corridors. Luckily, they were met with little to no opposition from Dracs. Which meant that they were ether out on the zones or were out on raids. Party hoped it wasn't raids. The last raid they had found out about, three Killjoys had been ghosted and another two were turned into Dracs. Kobra had no yet woken up and every single one of
them knew this was a bad sign.
When the beaten up Trans-Am came into view, all three Killjoys sighed in relief. Never had the sight of the Trans-Am been so welcomed and brought so much happiness before. They quickly made their way over to the car and Ghoul opened the back door and carefully placed Kobra in the back before he shut the door. He rushed over to the other side and climbed in next to Kobra. He laid Kobra's head on his lap amd gently stroked his violently blonde hair. Jet had gotten in the front seat while Party had sat in the driver's seat. Party took a second before he started the engine and looked in the rear-view mirror at Ghoul and Kobra. He smiled as he knew his brother was in good hands and started the engine.
"So, where to now, Party?" Jet asked.
Party revved the engine and with a cloud of sand and dust, sped off. Away from BLI. Away from Korse and hopefuly away from the bad memories.
"To the one place Kobra can get the help he needs."
