I know that MCR may come out with another music video that continues after SING, but I didn't want to wait for them to release it to keep writing. If they do come out with a new video, it is probably going to have nothing to do with what happens with my story lol. Soooooo... here is what I imagine would happen after SING! Enjoy! :)
Show Pony sat on the floor of the van, embracing Missile Kid. He stroked her hair, trying to comfort the hysterical child. Dr. Death-Defying sat in his wheelchair against the wall of the van silently, trying to think of what they had to do now.
Golden Heart sped them down the street, away from the company building. The Killjoys had made a plan; whoever survived would meet back at the huge billboard in the front of the city. She whistled in astonishment when she saw who was there. It was a mere four Killjoys.
Heart pulled the van to a stop, and everyone exited the van. Standing under the huge sign was Rebel Renegade and her three sisters. They were the Killjoys that hid out in their parents' food bank in zone one, and had met up with the others at the drac shacks in zone two. They looked rattled now, and had gashes on their faces and arms, from lasers grazing their skin. Neon Halo; one of the older sisters; stood with her mouth open as she saw the small crying girl hop out of the van.
"Oh my gosh, honey!" She gasped seeing Missiles' tear stained face. "Who are you, sweetie?"
"This is Missile Kid," Dr. D said softly. "She was traveling with Poison, Kobra, Ghoul, and Jet when they were attacked. They kidnapped her out in zone 3. They managed to find her and get her out of the building."
"Speaking of those guys, where are they? I thought you were giving them a ride out of there too." Renegade slowly spoke. When Dr. D didn't say anything, the four girls stood, mouths gaping.
"They didn't make it out." Missile sniffed.
"Did they manage to shut the power plant down?" Symptom Tornado, another sister, asked nervously. Missile Kid shook her head and wiped her eyes with the back of her hands.
"Where are the other Killjoys that were fighting with you girls in the streets?" Show Pony questioned.
Teardrop Pixie, the shortest of the four, ran her hand through her pink hair and sighed. "They were all ghosted and bagged up in body bags. They were hauled into big white vans and taken away. We stuck together and ran away like babies." She scoffed, embarassed. "We hid in an alley. We watched them all go down one by one. We stayed quiet in the dark, and they never found us."
"So you ladies are the only ones that made it out?" Dr. D shook his head, saddened. The only reason that Show Pony, Golden Heart and himself had made it out alive was because they had to take their van to BL/ind. He shuddered at the thought that he could've easily been sent to the morgue instead of being around to converse with these Killjoys, if they had stayed to fight longer.
Missile Kid took a shaky breath. "You said that they were taken away in body bags?" She looked to Teardrop Pixie who nodded, wondering where she was going with this.
"They are going to revive the captured Killjoys." Missile smiled weakly. "They are going to be brought back to life with this serum called RapidGel."
Show Pony jumped up and down. "That's the stuff Agent Cherri Cola had! He used it on Poison and the guys when they were attacked!"
Missile was pleasantly surprised that they knew about the serum. "Anyways, they are going to revive them with RapidGel and then either drug them and turn them into draculoids, or imprison them until they are needed as dracs later. All of our Killjoys are probably in the Clinic right now, being revived."
"Holy shit." Rebel Renegade muttered. "What are we going to do?"
"We need to get down to the Clinic. All of us." Missile sighed. "I can't guarantee how far we will make it, but I know where it is. I will help you guys get there. We need to rescue them before they are turned into dracs."
Neon Halo smiled. "Ok. Lets take your van. It's big enough for us to all fit..." She was cut off by a piercing scraping noise.
A BL/ind van skidded to a stop in front of the billboard they were hiding behind. The Killjoys whipped their guns out and took a fighting stance, waiting for the exchange of laser beams to begin. Seven dracs ran out of the BL/ind van, and over to Show Pony's van, which was parked on the street nearby. The Killjoys watched as the dracs inspected their van. Dr. D signaled for them to fire, since the dracs were distracted and didn't notice them hiding. Taking the dracs by surprise, the Killjoys dashed out from behind the billboard, firing. In a matter of seconds, all the dracs where ghosted, laying motionless on the pavement.
Golden Heart wiped her brow and sighed in relief. "Screw taking OUR van; lets take theirs!"
Dr. D grinned in agreement. Missile Kid picked up a vamp mask off of one drac's face. "Even better; lets follow Cherri Cola's idea!" She put the mask on her face and picked up a gun.
"Perfect way to sneak into the company." Show Pony agreed. "They won't kill us as quickly if they think we are THEM."
"Um, problem." Symptom Tornado muttered. "There are only seven disguises, and there are eight of us."
Dr. D smirked. "I will get caught because of my wheelchair, so I'll stay behind in the van. Missile, I know the costumes are going to be a bit big on you, but you can take mine. Tie it up or something." Missile smiled politely at Dr. D.
"We better not waste any time, Killjoys. Our friends need us. Lets go!" Golden Heart screeched urgently. The group stripped the clothes off the desceased dracs. Renegade stared sadly at the nearly bare man below her.
"Poor guy. He was probably one of us a while ago." She said, softly.
Dr. D wheeled over and touched her shoulder. "I know it's sad hun, but we need to focus. Get dressed!"
"There are ladies changing, Dr. D." Show Pony said stubbornly, refusing to take off his shirt.
"Oh my God, Show Pony. You are a guy for fucks' sake." Neon giggled.
Pony stomped his roller skate on the ground. "TURN AROUND, DR. D!" He whined. Dr. D rolled his eyes and wheeled behind the van. The rest of the Killjoys stripped down to their underwear, quickly changing into their drac disguises.
When they were changed, Dr. D smiled encouragingly. "You all look perfect. TOO perfect."
Golden Heart snorted. "I'll drive us to the clinic. We gotta hurry and save the others before they get turned into dracs and look like this!"
The Killjoys quickly filled the BL/ind van. Without hesitation, they sped down the road, ready to fight for their friends' lives.