Contro paced around the killjoy shelter, It had been hours since she had seen or heard back from Corrupt, Sed, or Ghoul and she was starting to get worried. What could have happened? Only bad images floated through her mind. Sometimes she felt like she was too paranoid, worrying too much about things that probably weren't even true, but something told her that this time, if she didn't go with her gut, bad things would happen to her friends.

She walked up and approached a sleeping Party and on-guard Jet Star.

"Jet, I'm gonna go see what's taking them so long," She said.

"I should probably go with you," Jet said, a worried expression replacing the blank one on his face.

"No, Jet, you need to stay here. These people need you more than I do," Contro said. It happened to be true. Whenever you were around Jet, you just felt at home and welcomed. He just had so much love for people; it couldn't help but rub off on you every time he was around. She hugged him goodbye and walked into the barren streets of the suburb that once resided there.

Contro looked around, anticipating where they could've gone. She saw a street that would attract the mind of an easily distracted Ghoul, puzzled Sed, and fascinated Corrupt. On one side the houses lay in destruction and tragedy, while on the other side they were like-new and civilized. She was quiet, careful no one heard the steps she made, and held her gun aimed and ready to defend in case anybody decided to mess with her.

She heard lots of noise coming from a particular building that had been overly graphitized and followed the noises into a building much like a warehouse. To her left she saw the room spread out in front of her, but to her right she saw a staircase leading to the rafters of the room. She turned and walked up the stairs, taking them slowly to see that they didn't creak and give her away to whoever was there.

She sat quietly, peering down on the people and things that lye below her. What she saw was worse than anything she could have ever pictured. Corruptive Tragedy, Insubordinate Sedative, and Fun Ghoul sat in a row hands tied behind their back, tape covering their mouths and blood retreating from various wounds. What the hell happened? Anger and hatred consumed Contro's mind and she felt the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

A laser beam should be through his head right now, she thought, but the timing had to be just right. It looked as if silently they were planning their escape, but before they could finish their thought processes, an angry bald man accompanied them.

"Stay there or you'll have even more lives on your hands," Korse hissed and loaded his ray gun. Contro watched as he turned his point of vision to the door, daring someone to oppose him.

CHALLENGE…ACCEPTED.

Contro jumped from her spot high in the rafters, laser gun in hand and nearly landed on the cement that would definitely leave permanent damage, but instead landed on Korse, him cushioning her fall and in the course of about 30 seconds many things happened.

Korse fell to the ground, Contro not far after him, Ghoul got Sedative out of her chains, and hastily worked on Corrupt's.

Sedative ran to Contro and choked, tears and blood streaming down her face, "C-Contro, Oh my god, Contro, are you okay? Please tell me your fine."

Contro looked up at Sedative, her hair purple from the sun's tint, smiled, and said, "Y-You should try purple hair, I think It would like nice."

"YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTION. ARE YOU OKAY? HOW DO YOU FEEL?"

Contro smiled like she had heard the funniest joke and said, "I-I'm Not Okay." And continued to add, "I promise." She then smiled wide and closed her eyes.

Sedative's POV:

I can't quite think of a day that was similar to this one. I set out to fight a war, got kidnapped, got the crap beaten out of me, and watched as my closest friend practically died in my arms. Things just kept getting worse.

Ghoul got the chains off of Corrupt and she ripped off the cloth that kept his mouth shut. They ran to join me next to Contro.

"We have to get her back to Dr. Death," I said.

Ghoul noticed the way I looked at him and said, "Its' not going to be me. I'm not leaving you alone after all of this."

"I want to go." Corrupt said.

We both looked at her, her face read Don't fight me on this, and nodded as I helped lay Contro into her arms. She, surprisingly, could carry her quite well and she headed out the back door to go see our killjoys.

Ghoul and I knew the battle wasn't over yet, looking down at Korse getting to his feet, and we let him. It's called chivalry and every living thing deserves to be given the chance to be forgiven.

He got to his feet and raised his gun to Ghoul, not realizing I had crept behind him.

"I've knocked you out, stolen from you, told the world of your plans and now, if you don't negotiate, I will kill you." I said, feeling the seriousness of every word.

"Never," he said.

"Never say Never," I laughed and placed my gun to his temple.

"Please, Please Rachel! Don't do it! Don't kill me! You would never even be here, with Frank, with killjoys, if it weren't for me. You should be thanking me." He said.

"If it weren't for you, My family wouldn't be dead, my memories wouldn't be scattered and incomprehensible, and I wouldn't have been tortured and beaten for months." I sobbed, "and you dare say I should be thanking you… you are terribly mistaken."

No matter how much hatred stirred inside me for Korse, could I really live with having this blood on my hands, that forever and always, I ended a human life? Before I could decide exactly what I was going to do, the decision was made for me.

Kenroku busted through the doors and shot a hole clean through the front of Korse's head, as his body went limp, I let go quickly. Kenroku observed the looks Ghoul and I gave her, laughed, and said, "Oh God, I thought he'd never shut up."