Here is chapter 29! I have been reading the reviews that you have been sending me, and it makes me so freaking happy that you are enjoying it! I never EVER thought I would make it this far into the story lol! It just started as a time killer over the summer, and turned into something that I am really having fun with! Thank you so much for the support :) Killjoys make some noise! :)
Missile put her ray gun in the air, and spun in a circle looking for any way out. Each side of the hallway was blocked by draculoids. She had nowhere to go.
The Asian lady that they had encountered in the clinic pushed her way past the draculoids and approached Missile. She held a ray gun in front of her, aimed directly at the trembling girl. Missile could finally see the woman's name tag; it did not have a name in particular, but it said Newsagogo. Missile wondered to herself why she would be given such a strange name. Maybe it was because she had to report any news of misbehaving draculoids to the higher powers in the company.
"You are coming with me. We won't let you out of our sight again." Newsagogo growled. Missile had no choice but to be handcuffed by a draculoid and dragged down the hallway.
"Your father won't be happy to know that you have been causing so much trouble, Grace." News spoke as she guided the girl down the hall, followed by the mob of armed dracs.
Missile hissed in fury. "Don't call me that."
News smirked. "Please don't tell me you have a stupid Killjoy name too."
Missile frowned at the woman. "As a matter of fact I do. They aren't stupid either. They are going to bring you and all of this company down."
Newsagogo smiled, her dark eyes gleaming. "Actually, I believe quite the opposite is going to happen. We have a team of draculoids going to the power plant right now to restore power. As soon as the power comes back on, we will be able to use our security cameras again. We will know the exact location of all your 'friends' in the building. We will eliminate them one by one until our facilities are clean and Killjoy-free once again."
Missile gaped in shock. She tugged on her handcuffs, as she was led up a set of stairs. News walked alongside her. "Well, what do you plan to do with me?"
"We are taking you to our security room so you can watch it all happen. Your father thinks it would be a suitable lesson for you to see just what happens when you don't follow the rules." News smiled at Missile. "We gave your friends chances; we even locked them up instead of killing them on the spot. But they just HAD to rebel against everything we worked so hard to build. Don't worry, Grace. It is for the best. This city will be stronger than ever once they are all gone. We can then focus on spreading our company across the world and build brand new cities! We are trying to make the world a better, cleaner, and safer place. You just don't understand that we are the good guys! You're friends are causing unnecessary chaos and bloodshed. If they would've simply surrendered to us in the first place, they wouldn't have to suffer the way they are going to!"
Missile could not believe what was happening. The Killjoys had absolutely no chance if the power came back on. They would be hunted down; and Missile would have to watch it all happen. Tears began to fall from her eyes as she realized that her father was about to win. BL/ind would be victorious. The Killjoys were about to die.
"I will never give in to your company." Missile spat, stopping half way up the stairs. A draculoid behind her roughly grabbed her shoulder and pushed her up the steps. He was too strong to fight against, so she reluctantly shuffled forward.
"I'm afraid you have no choice, dear." News reached the top of the stairs and turned around, facing Missile. Everyone stopped. "If you fail to obey your father and the company, we will have to go to extreme measures to force you to listen." She had a sinister tone to her voice, which sent chills up Missile's back.
"Extreme measures?" Missile stuttered. "What would you do to me?"
"Everything that we do to get our Draculoids to listen to us." News paused, and pointed to a drac behind Missile. "Draculoid number 376534, snap your index finger into pieces."
Missile watched in absolute horror as the drac ungloved his hand and snapped his finger backwards, without even thinking twice. A sickening crunch echoed through the stairway. Missile felt her stomach churn, and a sweat glazed over her forehead.
News smiled at the draculoid. "Thank you. You see Grace, they will do ANYTHING we ask them to do without hesitation. That is because we have ways to alter their brainwaves. The science would be hard to explain to a girl of your age, but lets just say it is basically mind control. I could ask him to get me coffee, or even kill himself if I desired."
"YOU ARE FUCKING MONSTERS!" Missile screamed. News flinched, then wiggled a finger at the raging girl.
"What a mouth you have! That's what happens when you hang around with those rebels; you pick up their naughty language. Oh well, we have ways to change those habits. If you continue talking like that, your father may want to do something about it." The woman turned her back to Missile, and continued walking. "Lets go, I don't want you to miss the action!"
Missile struggled with all her might against the dracs and tried slipping to the ground, but she was grabbed on both sides. Two dracs each took one of her arms, and carried her up the remaining stairs kicking and screaming after Newsagogo.
