A/N: Hey guys! Finally caught up with my chapter posting, so there's another chapter before this.
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Poison followed her as she crossed the street in the direction the Killjoy had disappeared in. There was an alleyway which ran between two buildings, and Cherri stalked down it, gun at the ready. There was a sobbing down at the other end and Cherri's pace quickened. A dash of purple could be seen behind the trash can and Cherri squatted down where she stood.
"Don't be afraid," she said quietly, and the Killjoy obviously jumped at the sudden voice. A face appeared. He was wearing aviator goggles and a purple beanie hat. His hair was snow white and it was cropped to just below his ears. Poison estimated he was about twenty, judging from his size and physique. The Killjoy breathed a sigh of relief and rolled out from behind the trash cans.
"Hi...thanks for ghosting those Drac's...I was only in there looking for food and goddamn they just appeared from the back room! I shit myself!" Cherri laughed and helped him to his feet. Poison noticed he was wearing a white tank top, a purple waistcoat, black and purple striped trousers and big purple combat boots. When he smiled he showed an array of pearly white teeth which Poison could have sworn were venires. The Killjoy put his hand out to Cherri.
"DJ Hot Chimp, nice to meet cha," he winked, a thick Southern accent rolling off of his tongue.
"Agent Cherri Cola. Hey...Don't you work for Doctor Solar Storm?" she asked. His eyes widened.
"I did. Until we got separated a couple of months ago. I found some motorbike in the desert and just drove and drove till I ran out of gas, which turned out to be a couple of miles from here." He caught sight of Poison. "Hey!" He waved. Poison smiled back.
"Hi. I'm Party Poison. Nice to meet you DJ." They shook hands. "Who's Dr. Solar Storm?" Poison asked.
"He's the radio DJ of New York City," Cherri quickly replied. "I used to be an NY Killjoy until...until my Group were killed."
"Sorry to hear that Cherri," DJ said sadly. He prised off his goggles to reveal shocking, almost glowing green eyes. He blinked a couple of times and tucked them on top of his head.
"Hey, let's not get all down. So, you're a lone Killjoy huh?" she asked. He nodded, grimacing. "Well...I'm sure we have space for one more Killjoy back at the Diner. How would you like to join our Group?" His face lit up with that brilliant white smile of his.
"Oh my - that would be - oh wow thank you so much!" He took the opportunity to hug Cherri and then pounce on Poison. Poison laughed and patted DJ's back. Cherri cleared her throat.
"Ok. Now you're part of our little team...I'd like to introduce you to one of the Music Makers." DJ's jaw dropped.
"You're...you're...?" he stuttered. Poison nodded sheepishly. "YES! THEY'RE HERE! FINALLY, FREEDOM FOR ALL!" DJ whooped and did a little pirouette. Cherri smirked.
"This kid reminds me of Pony," she chuckled to Poison. She turned back to DJ. "There's something big happening tomorrow. When we take you back to the Diner, we'll get you up to date on what's going to go down. For now...we need to go stock up on Batteries and Power Pup." Leading the way, Cherri weaved through the back alleys and they finally emerged in a large parking lot. A mall stood before them. Half of it had been destroyed, but somehow the other half looked almost intact. They crossed the lot, hiding behind burnt out cars and keeping their guns close at hand. When they acknowledged that the coast was clear, they entered the mall. A large, empty fountain stood before them, and trees had started to inhabit the walls. It was deathly silent inside, but the midday sun illuminated the interior through the glass ceiling. Poison wondered how the glass bad survived the bombing. Reinforced glass? He didn't know. Someone tugged his sleeve and he realised Cherri was walking in the direction of a small food store. DJ tugged his sleeve again.
"C'mon, move it," DJ chuckled, leading Poison into the store. Most shelves were bare, and he could hear Cherri walking down the isle to the left. Peering down, he saw an isle filled with cans of food. All Power Pup. Yum.
"Help me get this to the car," Cherri asked as she piled her arms full of the food. She emptied her arms into Poisons and he groaned under the weight of it. Cherri shot him a disapproving glare.
"Right...no moaning...gotcha..." Poison muttered. But as he went to turn, a figure clad in white caught his eye. It was at the other end of the long isle. Dropping the cans, he rolled behind the top of the isle. "Cherri! Drac's! Get out of there!" he screamed. She gasped and darted out of the way just a laser beam shot past her. DJ caught Poisons eye and he saw him gulp. He was just as scared as he was. Cherri popped up beside Poison.
"Uh so you know those Drac's I shot in the store back where we saved DJ?" she muttered. "Well...o didn't exactly kill them...I stunned them..."
"What?" DJ hissed, leaning down the isle to shoot at the oncoming Drac. She recoiled sheepishly.
"Since we discovered that Drac's can revert back to their natural human state, I can't bring myself to kill them. Stunning them gives us enough time to get away!" Poison saw her point. He probably couldn't kill another Drac if he had to. The Draculoid was nearly at them. Cherri leant over Poison and shot her gun. It collapsed.
"I take it that its just stunned?" Poison asked. Cherri nodded. Poison looked around and it seemed clear. Suddenly there was a huge scuffling behind him. He span back around to see Cherri pushed against the shelves, a Draculoid holding it's hand firmly against her neck. Her eyes were wide with fear as she groped for her gun. She couldn't reach it. Poison jumped up and smacked the Drac over the head with the back of his gun. It groaned and was instantly on Poison, punching him hard in the jaw. Hissing in pain, Poison shoved the Drac off and bounded to his feet. He hit the Drac with a Stun shot and it froze before dropping to the floor. Cherri rubbed her neck.
"Good work, Poison. Now, let's get the Batteries and get the he'll outta this place!" She grabbed Poisons hand and pulled him out into the main section of the mall. "Wait...where's DJ?" she asked worriedly, looking about.
"Coming!" he called and appeared out of the store with a shopping cart laden with Power Pup. He grinned proudly as Cherri thanked and praised him. She lead them over to some White vending machines with the BL/ind symbol on them. Poison didn't question her though as she whipped a small device from her pocket.
"What's that?" he asked curiously.
"A Vend-A-Hack. Gets us into these babies," Cherri replied, patting the metal box. She fiddled with some buttons and shoved a ton of Batteries into her knapsack. As she straightened up a laser beam smashed into the machine. They all jumped about a foot in shock and saw an oncoming parade of about seven Draculoids.
"Well we're completely fuck-oomph!" DJ had begun to speak before he was lifted and dumped into the cart. Poison grabbed the handles, grabbed Cherri and made a dash for the back entrance. Laser beams and running pursued them, but he relied on Cherri and DJ to hold them back. Finally they broke out into the sunlight and heat of the desert and luckily the Trans-Am was just around the corner. From a distance, Cherri unlocked the trunk with a button on the keys, and they all shoved the Power Pup inside. Cherri bounded into the drivers seat and Poison literally threw DJ in the back. He climbed in and slammed the door just as a Drac shot at him. The shot hit the glass and he expected it to shatter. But it didn't.
"It bulletproof," Cherri winked as she started he engine. A Drac punched the glass but was quickly thrown to his feet by the car pulling away. DJ whooped in the back, flipping the finger at the disappearing Draculoids. "Someone took my advice well, didn't they?" Cherri giggled, poking Poison's thigh. He nodded and looked out of the window, his face calm and collected. But his heart was pummelling like a boxer was inside his chest, roaring to escape.