A/N: Exploder: HIIIII SORRY ABOUT THE HORRIBLE LAST CHAPTER BUT GUESS WHAT! THIS CHAPTER IS GONNA BE MEAN AGAIN.
Me: Annyyyway, enjoys... sort of...
Exploder: Don't annyyyway me! Anyway read on,
Me: Stop trying to get the last word in.
They fist bumped and started to walk into the building. Everything was quiet and then all of a sudden guns started firing from all directions.
Heat seeker twins P.O.V
The twins turned back to back and fired at any Drac they could see. And some they couldn't.
"WE'RE GONNA DIE!" Exploder yelled.
"NO WE'RE NOT! NO WE'RE NOT," Cyanide yelled back, trying to stay positive but when a ray blast flew just past her ear she added, "YEAH WE ARE! YEAH WE ARE!" They screamed and jumped for cover behind a desk.
"Okay! We need to regroup!" Exploder recommended.
"Have you ever noticed how our bravado disappears as soon as there is no one we give a crap about around?" Cyanide mused, straying off topic completely.
"Oh yeah," Exploder confirmed after pondering it in silence for a couple of seconds, "Anyway!"
"Yeah, okay, right,"
They sat quietly while the Dracs carried on firing for a while before they all of a sudden stopped.
The twins looked at each other quizzingly and peeked out from the top of the desk.
They saw the man they hadn't seen for eight years.
Korse.
Exploder and Cyanide growled at the same time. (a/n:Yes, they growl.)
"Come out, come out wherever you are, vermin rebels!" Korse taunted
"Well, well if it isn't ickle Korsickles," Exploder sneered back as she emerged from behind the desk, Cyanide right behind her.
Korse smiled and chuckled at them, "So kids, where's mommy and daddy?"
Cyanide gave him the most level evil stare she could muster and asked, "Where's your bed-buddy?" Referring to the man who Korse had considered his brother, the twins had 'accidentally' killed him at aged ten with a rocket launcher he'd aimed at them.
Korse lost all amusement and aimed a shot at the girls, who side stepped and avoided it easily.
They chanted, "Haha! Missed us! Missed us! Now you gotta kiss..." They stopped as Korse started to shoot at Exploder.
"Hey, why you just shooting me? What have i ever done to you... aside from killing your brother... who's not even really your brother and it wasn't just me it was Cyanide as well!" Exploder rambled
"Hey!" Cyanide protested.
"What? It was you too!"
Cyanide thought about this for a second before realizing it was true and shrugging, turning her attention back to Korse.
Korse rolled his eyes and was about to yell an order to the surrounding Dracs before they both interrupted him by saying simultaneously, "Where're the Killjoys!"
"Oh, the Killjoys! That's what you're here for,"
"Nope, that's just an afterthought; we're really just here to say hi... Hi," Cyanide said sarcastically. She waved at him at the end.
"Yeah, we're just here for the good of our health, Korsickles," Exploder added.
He growled back at them.
"Hey!" They said at the same time, "We growl!"
He sighed and said, "Fine, I'll tell you where your beloved Killjoys are, but you'll never get there alive," He sounded so smug, the twins felt it was their duty as human beings to prove him wrong.
"Fine, tell us and we'll see," Cyanide pushed. She slung her gun onto her shoulder and waited.
"Room 308," he said with another smirk.
"Thank you Korsickles!" They both yelled before aiming at his chest.
"OPEN FIRE!" Korse informed the Dracs who, of course, obeyed.
The twins went into full combat-mode and took down all the Dracs in what seemed like forever but was actually three minutes. Remember they are fifteen. Everything seems forever.
"Bye Korsey," the twins said and both shot him in the chest.
"Room 308," Cyanide remembered.
"Ugh stairs," Exploder said, "Why didn't they have the decency to put an escolator in. I mean we just killed everyone and we're tired. Let's leave the Killjoys and come back tomorrow when we're more rested," she joked at the last bit... not so much the bit about the escolator.
Cyanide sighed and grabbed her arm, pulling her along behind her. Luckily they didn't run into any Dracs on the way to the room.
Killjoys P.O.V
They were in a plane white room with no rooms and just one huge steel door. There was one chair and one table that Korse had previously been sat at, taunting them about not having their guns and being "helpless against the powers high above them" to quote him exactly. It took all of Poison's strength, and Ghoul's hand on his left shoulder, Kobra's on his right, not to attack Korse then and there. Although Korse had a gun so he wouldn't have gotten very far anyway. He left when he'd been summoned by a Drac. As soon as the door was bolted shut (several times by the sounds of it), Poison lost his cool demeanour and sprinted for the only chair, putting his boots up on the desk and smirking at the others who shook their heads at him and sighed.
"Okay, the next person to come in, someone smack them over the head with the chair!" Kobra said.
"Who?" Jet asked.
They all turned to Poison, who sighed and rolled his eyes, standing up and muttering something under his breath.
Heat seeker's P.O.V
They sprinted (or, Cyanide sprinted, Exploder got dragged along whining like a child being dragged off to school) to the room with '308' written with metal numbers on the door. When Exploder saw it she dashed the last few feet to it but stopped just outside it.
"It's locked," She pointed out, staring at it menacingly like she can glare it into opening. She gave up and kicked it with all the force she could muster as Cyanide came to join her after checking the corridor for Dracs.
When she kicked it she yelped and jumped back, saying in a high-pitched voice, "It's steel," She whimpered as Cyanide sighed, drawing her gun, "You alright?" She said, not really caring.
"Peachy," She replied sarcastically.
"Good, good," Cyanide fired the ray gun at the door but it just ricocheted off and almost took her head off. She ducked and smoothed out her hair calmly.
"Okay," She said before leaning against the wall opposite the door and sliding down, preparing to cry in frustration.
"Oh well, we tried. Let's go home," Exploder shrugged, limping as she turned round to head back the way they'd came. She stopped short as she spotted something glisten in the light.
A pair of keys on a hook.
Exploder growled as she snatched them off it and returned to the door. As she passed Cyanide, the other twin heard her mumble what sounded like around a dozen cuss words.
"What are you doing?" Cyanide asked.
"Just shut up and get ready to look like freaking heroes!"
Killjoy's P.O.V
They heard the locks on the door clicking and Poison got in position behind the door, holding the chair above his head.
"Ready?" Kobra whispered. Poison nodded enthusiastically. Kobra was stood in front of the door, a little further into the room in case Poison missed.
When the door burst open, Poison raised the chair higher and Kobra tensed his fists.
Two people ran in, Kobra went to punch the first as they darted straight past Poison, who got hit by the door as it swung wider than anticipated. Poison came round the door and went to hit the other. They heard Jet and Ghoul yell "Wait!" but Poison's chair was knocked out of his hands before he could comprehend what they said. Kobra, on the other hand, was spun round so his hand was shoved up his back. The person who grabbed Kobra let go and stepped back.
The boys looked at their opponents properly for the first time and realized it was the twins. They looked over to the other two Killjoys and saw they both had their hands over their mouths.
"Oh crap," Kobra muttered.
"Girls!" Poison said, happily.
Cyanide looked fiercely at his and kicked him in the shin.
"Ow! What'd I do?" He complained, clutching his leg.
Both girls looked on the brink of tears as they backed out the room, "We came to save you! From Korse!" Cyanide pointed out and Exploder finished her sentence by saying, "I can't believe you were going to hurt us!" They turned round and ran back down the corridor, crying.
Jet and Ghoul sighed and said simultaneously, "Nice going, dickwards!" Ghoul clipped Poison round the head while Jet hit Kobra. They sprinted after the girls.
Heat seekers P.O.V
The fake-crying turned into laughter as they heard Jet yelling apologies down the corridor to them.
"Quick lets run into the main room and cry in the corner," Cyanide whispered
"Hurry their closing in on us," Exploder mocked in a fake scared voice.
The two girls huddled in the corner crying.
"Cyanide? Exploder? Girls?" Poison called.
"We're so sorry! We didn't know it was you two, please forgive us," Kobra begged.
"I-I-I can't believe you would do that to us," Exploder said through tears, "after everything we did to try and save you guys and for what? So you can try to smash chairs over our heads?"
Poison lent forward and tried to hug Cyanide but she moved further back and started to cry uncontrollably. Kobra tried his luck with Exploder but she batted his hand away, yelling, "Don't touch me!" Kobra jumped back.
They carried on trying to coax them out for a while. Then Poison had an amazing idea he started to sing for the girls.
"Does the television make you feel the pills you ate,
or every person your meant to be,
'Cause you only live forever in the lights you make
When we were young we used to say,
That you only hear the music when your heart begins to break,
Now we are the kids from yesterday," When he got to the final line he heard them muttering along but they still refused to look up. He tried again.
"Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs, i don't need 'em but I'll sell what you got,
Take the cash and i'll keep it,
Eight legs to the wall,
Hit the gas, kill 'em all,
And we crawl and we crawl and we crawl,
You be my detonator," The twins join in on this bit,
"love gimme love gimme love,
I don't need it but i'll take what i want from your heart,
And i'll keep it in a bag,
In a box,
Put an 'x' on the floor
Gimme more Gimme more gimme more,
Shut up and sing it with me!"
The others joined in and five of them screamed the nananas while Poison did the other words. The girls got up and left with them at the end.
They all got back and were pounced on by Summer, Girl and even Boy.
"Told you you'd miss us!" The girls both said to him as they hugged him.
"Shut up," He muttered, going back to hold Girl's hand after she had greeted the Killjoys.
"Uhm, guys?" Girl said, trying to get there attention but Summer beat her to it.
"Where is he?" She asked the twins.
"Who? What happened with Boy and Girl while we were away?"
"I'll tell you later," She said, distracted, "Where's Kobra?" She demanded.
"What are you talking about?" Exploder asked, "He's right-" She turned round to point at the group but saw Kobra wasn't with them.
The twins looked at each other and yelled, "Damn it! Nobody move!" They all froze, including people on the training field.
"KOBRA!" They both yelled as loud as they could, making Summer jump back. They went to Eight Legs to see if he'd fell asleep in the car which Poison insisted he did often.
On the way to Eight Legs, Poison noticed blood on the passenger door. He froze and stared at the blood, thousands of thoughts running through his head.
"Kobra," He muttered, he knelt on the floor and touched it. By this point everyone else had noticed and was stood behind him except Boy and Girl who'd been ordered by the twins to stay with Battery, out of view of the blood.
When poison pulled his hand away the blood was still wet and coated his finger tips, painting them red. He started shaking and muttering 'm' under his breath. Ghoul and Jet exchanged a look and each knelt either side of him, draping an arm over his shoulders.
"Come on Gee, we'll get him back, we always do, he's tough, he is, he'll already be on his way home," Jet said squeezing poison a little harder, trying to comfort him. That was the first time any of them had called him Gee since all this stuff started.
Jet glanced over at Ghoul and noticed he was on the verge of tears himself but was trying to stay strong.
"Mikey," Poison whispered. All they heard was a squeal and they saw a trail of dust where the girls' bikes were.
Five minutes later the twins we're at Scarecrow headquarters. They jumped off their bikes and hid again.
"My leg really hurts," Exploder randomly said. She looked down to examine her leg and saw a tear in her skinny jeans. She opened the slash a little wider and saw a big bloody mess. There was a huge gash in Exploders leg but that wasn't why she started to cry.
"My skinny jeans there ruined!"
"Oh no! C'mon lets go save Kobra, maybe we can make him get you more... or give you his," Cyanide suggested.
"He freakin' better do," Exploder muttered as they both drew their guns.
And with that the twins set of on their latest and possibly last suicide mission.
A/N ME: Sorry for the cliff hanger... again
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