Disenchanted
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Chapter Five
Hazel eyes regarded the letter in her hand, taking one last painful moment to scan the name written across the envelope before she slid the note into the mailbox that stood before her. A small sigh escaped through her lips as she watched the envelope disappear into the mailbox. Taking a step back, she tried to swallow the lump in her throat, running a hand through her waist length brunette hair. Her fingers played idly with the red and blonde streaks in her hair before moving to the yellow bandana tied to her left thigh, fiddling with the fabric.
Motorbaby exhaled heavily again, her eyes never leaving the sight of the solitary mailbox. The female Killjoy straightened her posture as she stood there, giving a short nod. Her words were softly spoken, yet there was still determination in her voice:
"I'll do my best to keep them safe in your absence. I promise."
A light breeze tousled her long, colourful air and Motorbaby lifted her head as she picked up upon the sound of an approaching engine, her hand traveling to her light blue and white ray gun as her eyes scanned across the lone highway of Route Guano. Her hand moved away from her weapon and she stood a little more at ease when she recognised the approaching figure.
"I wasn't expecting any company today," Motorbaby stated as she watched the newcomer slow their bike to a halt a few feet away from her. "Word travels fast in the Zones, huh?"
"Well, I heard a rumour that you were out and about along Route Guano today. I figured you might want like some company," the red and black haired Killjoy said as she shook out her hair a little. "It's been a while after all, hasn't it, Motorbaby?"
Motorbaby nodded her head. "Indeed it has, Sugar Fiend," she closed the gap between herself and the Zone Seven Killjoy, reaching out a hand to touch the new streak of red hair that ran from half of Sugar Fiend's fringe to the front side of her face. "This is new. Same red as the back of your hair?"
Sugar Fiend nodded her head. "Had some left over so I figured I might as well… And…" she gestured over towards the lonely letterbox, quickly changing the subject. "Were you visiting? Did I interrupt?"
"It's okay," Motorbaby shook her head in response. "I was just finishing up."
"Am I allowed to ask who?"
"Tiger Triggerpull," Motorbaby could not help but cringe a little; the grief still fresh in her mind. "Though with the recent turn of events, I'm sure a lot of people will be visiting with their own letters," she brushed some stray strands of hair from her face. "Is that why you're here today?"
The red and black haired Killjoy seemed to ponder upon her answer before she shook her head slowly. "Sometimes, I come here to contemplate on whatever might be on my mind," a short laugh. "You probably think I'm weird now, don't you?"
"Well, I'm sure there's a lot going on in everybody's minds at the moment," Motorbaby replied. "Mine included. I guess we all have our own ways of getting around the challenges that life – and Better Living Industries – throw at us," she tilted her head at her friend. "So, what's on your mind, Fiend? You know I'm always here to listen."
Motorbaby watched Sugar Fiend quietly for a moment. The newly appointed Zone Two leader had been good friends with her Zone Seven counterpart. Motorbaby knew her well enough to know that something was troubling her. She also knew that trying to pries any feelings or thoughts prematurely could be potentially dangerous. The primarily-brunette haired Killjoy's hand moved back to fidgeting with the yellow Zone leader bandana that was wrapped around her thigh as she waited for some kind of response.
"You remember when Better Living took Sonic Zombie away?" Sugar Fiend asked, her voice unnaturally quiet. "Remember I told you I kept having this strange feeling that he was still alive? Even though a lot of people speculated that he had been ghosted."
Motorbaby nodded her head in response. "And then I heard through the Zones that you found out he was still alive. I'm really relieved to hear that."
Sugar Fiend smiled briefly before she seemed to think quite carefully about her next words before she spoke again. "Would you think I was completely insane if I told you that I had an odd feeling – well, the same feeling – that the Fabulous Killjoys weren't dead?" she let out a heavy sigh. "I mean, I know about the video footage, but still… It's just so weird… And yet, for some reason, I feel so strongly about all of it that it's really been playing on my mind. A lot."
The Zone Two leader was quiet for a long while as she contemplated upon her friend's words. Part of her was still trying to come to terms with the terrible news that Dr Death Defying had transmitted to the Zones: The grim facts had only been driven home even more when she had caught a glimpse of some slightly static video footage that BL/Ind had allegedly released from their surveillance cameras. Even now, Motorbaby had been unable to bring herself to watch the entire visual of the Fabulous Killjoys being ghosted – murdered – by BL/Ind's top Exterminator, Korse, and the S.C.A.R.E.C.R.O.W. Unit. Said video footage was unfortunately quite hard to miss: Better Living Industries were still quite adamant at showing the world how they took care of anyone that tried to oppose them. It was probably their twisted ways of trying to unnerve the remaining Killjoys out in the Zones.
And Motorbaby had a sinking feeling in her gut that it may have done its job: Even if the majority of Killjoys may not be so badly affected by BL/Ind's gruesome shock tactics, having even the slightest amount of them being shaken up enough so that they could not perform their duties could put an entire Zone – hell, maybe multiple Zones – at risk of any impending attacks.
"Take cover!"
Motorbaby barely had enough time to register the words before she felt a hand grab her upper arm, pulling her off balance and behind the remains of a long-dead tree, yelping out as she tripped and nearly ended up with a mouth full of sand and dirt. An incredulous, wide-eyed look flashed across her face as she glanced at Sugar Fiend, only to see that the red and black haired Killjoy had pulled out her ray gun.
And then she heard it.
The distant sound of engines – motorbikes – and gunfire.
In a flash, the Zone Two leader had also drawn her weapon, ready to take on whoever had rudely interrupted her deep musings – as troubling as they had been. Rearranging her posture into a crouching position, Motorbaby peered out from behind the crumbling tree trunk, looking for the source of the sound. It certainly did not take her too long to spot the bunch of Dracs on the horizon, approaching on motorcycles. The sight made her narrow her hazel eyes in disgust, an almost bloodthirsty rage beginning to bubble deep within her.
Murderers.
Motorbaby was about to leap to her feet, ray gun blasting, when she was pulled back again. Her hazel eyes burned as she frowned at Sugar Fiend, her jaw set firm as the Zone Seven Killjoy shook her head.
"Wait," Sugar Fiend said. "You might hit who they're after."
Motorbaby opened her mouth, a retort ready on her tongue before she blinked.
What?
Pushing some of her brunette, red and blonde hair from her vision, Motorbaby took a second glance along the perfectly straight road that seemed to go on forever. The group of Dracs that had been far back along the horizon of Route Guano were getting closer now.
And then she saw him.
He was riding slightly ahead of the Dracs, looking like he was having some difficulties trying to avoid being boxed in by the masked operatives. And no wonder she had not spotted him on her initial view; he was wearing a white leather jacket and dusty white cargo pants. As they got even closer, she noticed he was also wearing a green, camouflage patterned vest beneath his jacket.
"We have to do something." Motorbaby frowned, noticing that Sugar Fiend had removed her hand, allowing her to move freely again. She glanced quickly at her comrade. "Is he one of yours?"
Sugar Fiend shook her head. "He could be from another Zone. This is neutral grounds after all. I don't recognise him though. He could be new to the Zones. Or a random Zone Runner with no permanent home," she checked her ray gun, making sure the weapon was primed and ready to go. "Either way, he's in trouble."
A nod of agreement from Motorbaby. "Any enemy of BL/Ind is someone that we should protect."
"I see you've come here by bike," Sugar Fiend nodded at the camouflage-painted ex-BL/Ind motorcycle that was parked not too far away from her own personally-defaced ex-BL/Ind motorbike. A small grin played its way onto her face. "Ready for a little game of chase?"
Motorbaby's hazel eyes lit up as she caught on to the plan that he friend had suggested. She was quick to move towards her motorbike, seeing Sugar Fiend do the same. As she mounted her vehicle, she smiled at her comrade. "It's been a while since we've had some Drac-busting time together, hasn't it?"
Sugar Fiend let out a laugh as she started up her engine. "Always a pleasure to do some ghosting with you, Motorbaby."
The two Zone leaders only had to wait a minute before the stranger in white rode by them, several Dracs hot on his heels. Motorbaby and Sugar Fiend took two of the Dracs out from where they had been waiting behind the old, dead tree. Without hesitating, both of them revved their own bikes and took off after the group.
A superheated bolt shot out from the muzzle of Motorbaby's light blue and white ray gun, hitting one of the Dracs square in the back. She steered sharply to the left to avoid the tumbling body and skidding vehicle, noticing Sugar Fiend mirror her actions as the red and black haired Killjoy pulled sharply to the right.
Another blast rang out and even in the bright desert daylight, Motorbaby saw an almost blinding flash of light erupt from the back of another Drac's skull as a blast from Sugar Fiend's purple ray gun met its mark. A cruel smirk worked its way onto Motorbaby's face as she watched the BL/Ind operative's limp body tumble across the tarmac.
This was payback.
Even though Dracs had a reputation for being slow-witted drones, the remaining ones in the group had realised that a new threat had risen from behind them. Whilst the two in the front of the pack still concentrated their firepower on the fleeing Killjoy before them, the other three decided to focus on the two Zone leaders behind them.
"Split!" yelled Motorbaby before she peeled sharply to her left, sparing a second to watch Sugar Fiend steer hard to the right, knowing that the sudden de-grouping would confuse the dim-witted Dracs, if only for a few moments. She took the opportunity of their brief bewilderment to aim at the Drac closest to her, hitting it in the left arm, stunning it momentarily before squeezing off a second shot and blasting it in the side. The two shots were enough to knock the Drac into its neighbour to its right; the sound of screeching, twisting metal almost painful as the two BL/Ind bikes crashed into each other, sending both Dracs flying from their vehicles.
The third Drac managed to avoid the collision and it now turned its attention toward the Zone Two leader, aiming its white ray gun at Motorbaby and firing repetitively at her.
Hazel eyes widened and Motorbaby did the first thing that came to mind: She hit the brakes, wincing at the sudden jolt from her bike as she moved out of the line of fire, manoeuvring herself behind the offending masked attacker. No sooner had she done that, she heard the squealing of tires on the tarmac and she turned her attention up ahead and to the right as Sugar Fiend accelerated suddenly and swerved to her left, moving dangerously close to the Drac that had been shooting her. The Zone Seven Killjoy hesitated for a moment, her ray gun aimed at the Drac, before she grinned, spinning the weapon around and clocking the Drac hard in the head.
"Pistol whipped, bitch!" laughed Motorbaby as the Drac swerved out of control before somehow managing to right its course.
Unfortunately for the Drac, Sugar Fiend had moved away and now had her ray gun aimed towards its face.
"Don't fuck with us Killjoys." Sugar Fiend said simply before she pulled the trigger, not giving the Drac a second glance as the ray gun blast connected with its masked face.
Up ahead, the two remaining Dracs paid no heed to their fallen comrades as they continued to pursue the white-clad Killjoy ahead of them. Said pursued Killjoy let out a grunt of pain as he felt a supercharged blast graze his left forearm, burning through the sleeve of his white leather jacket and searing his flesh. With his good hand, he wrenched a green and white ray gun from his underarm holster, twisting his upper body and firing back at the two Dracs behind him. His dark eyes widened when he noticed that the other Dracs were gone – replaced by two female Killjoys. He cursed inwardly as he realised that he had been so caught up in the situation that he had not noticed the arrival of the two Killjoys – as well as the departure of several Dracs.
And maybe shooting back was not a good plan for now: After all, he did not want to inadvertently hit one or both of his saviours. That would definitely cause some major complications. Not to mention, said saviours seemed to know what they were doing.
Motorbaby glanced across at Sugar Fiend and gave her a subtle gesture with her head, receiving a nod from the Zone Seven Killjoy before they both accelerated their motorbikes, overtaking the last two Dracs and coming alongside the wounded Killjoy, flanking him on either side. Neither of them hesitated as they took aim with their ray guns and simultaneously fired a salvo of blasts at the BL/Ind operatives, stopping only when the final two Dracs lost control of their vehicles and collided at speed with each other in a tangle of masked bodies and screeching, twisting metal.
With the threat now eliminated, Motorbaby turned to look at the white-clad Killjoy, offering him a small smile as she spoke. "You might want to ease off the throttle now, Zone Runner. I don't think those Dracs will be bothering us anymore. Besides," she gestured towards his injured arm. "You're hurt and we should probably have that looked at before it gets a chance to turn infected."
The male Killjoy nodded his head, doing as he was instructed, feeling the adrenaline rush start to subside somewhat as he slowed his own bike down to a less rushed speed. A quick glance over his shoulder showed that they were no longer being pursued.
'Thank fuck for that…'
"Are you from another Zone?"
"Huh?" the male Killjoy blinked, caught off guard by the question from the red and black haired Killjoy to his right.
"I've not seen you around here before," Sugar Fiend repeated, trying not to sound too militant about things. "Are you from a neighbouring Zone? Or are you a roaming Zone Runner?"
A slightly nervous chuckle came from the male Killjoy as he tucked his ray gun back into its holster and adjusted his black sunglasses. "Well, I have to admit that I don't belong to a specific Zone. At least not yet," he gave a somewhat nervous smile as he glanced from Motorbaby to Sugar Fiend. "I hope I'm not intruding."
Motorbaby waved a hand dismissively before she brushed some strands of her long, multi-coloured hair from her face. "The only unwelcome intruders around here come from Better Living Industries," she informed before she smiled. "Don't worry, you're quite safe. And speaking of safe, we should take you someplace secure to get your arm seen to," she glanced at Sugar Fiend. "Would it be okay if we stop over at yours? You're probably better equipped."
"Not a problem," Sugar Fiend smiled at her friend before glancing back at the male Killjoy. "Just follow us. We'll get you looked at," a pause. "By the way, I'm Sugar Fiend. And this is Motorbaby," she nodded her head towards her friend. "Nice to meet you."
Despite the tension and nervousness that he was still feeling, the male Killjoy managed a somewhat relieved smile. "Sugar Fiend. Motorbaby. Nice to meet you both," he lifted his black sunglasses from his eyes briefly as he introduced himself. "My name is Battery Bled."
A/N #2:I really hope that this makes up for the last, short chapter. I rushed to get this finished and uploaded before Christmas as I may not be able to put another chapter up until the New Year. Again, please please PLEASE leave your reviews! It's always nice to hear from fellow fanfic/MCR/Killjoy fans! Until then, keep your boots tight, keep your gun loaded, and have an awesome Christmas everyone! :D