Disenchanted
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Chapter Seven
"I spent my high school career,
Spit on and shoved to agree…"
Even up on the rooftop of the old hospital, there was very little breeze. Another downside of the climactic changes that had been caused by the aftermath of Better Living Industries' nuclear blasts. However, even such a slight breeze still felt refreshingly cooling as it tousled strands of red and black hair.
"Bring out the old guillotine,
We'll show 'em what we all mean…"
Sugar Fiend's voice was unnaturally quiet as she sung softly to herself, tucking the old cleaning cloth into the back pocket of her dark blue skinny jeans before she lifted her katana up, inspecting the freshly-polished blade. Dark brown eyes carefully and methodically examined the gleaming steel, watching it gleam brightly as it caught the sunlight, reflecting the fiery orange skies as the sun prepared to yield for the night.
The Zone Seven leader gripped the weapon a little tighter before she gave a few experimental swings, unable to hold back on the small smile that crept across her face as she listened to the sound of the sharp blade slicing through the warm air. Satisfied, Sugar Fiend returned the katana back to its sheath, pausing for a moment, her hand still on its hilt. This time, when she spoke, her voice was louder and more commanding than before.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Not too long. Though I thought I would wait for you to sheath your weapon," a small laugh came from Space Biscuit as she pushed herself away from the rooftop access door, walking towards her friend. "I'm not quite sure why you need to clean that," she gestured towards the sheathed katana. "If I can remember correctly, the last time you used that was when Fun Ghoul had persuaded Kobra Kid into waking you up early so that we could go on a supplies run…" a bittersweet expression crossed the pink haired Killjoy's face at the old memory. She wished Kobra Kid, Fun Ghoul and the others were still around for such pranks. Looking back at the Zone Seven leader, Space Biscuit arched an eyebrow. "Do you still sleep with that next to your bed, Fiend?"
In response, the red and black haired Killjoy simply shrugged. "I argue my case by saying we are more vulnerable when we are asleep. And even though it may not help a great deal, it'll still be better than nothing, wouldn't it?"
"You have a point," Space Biscuit admitted as she ran a hand through her short pink hair, a lop-sided expression on her face. "Though I should hope that a situation would never get to the point where we would have to use weapons in our sleep."
A short laugh from Sugar Fiend. "Touché!"
The two female Killjoys enjoyed a moment of giggles up on the rooftop before allowing the brief, light-hearted moment to subside into a more sombre mood. Space Biscuit was the first to break the uncomfortable silence that followed as the pink haired Killjoy coughed and cleared her throat.
"So what is this evening's meeting about, Fiend? You know that I won't say anything."
The Zone Seven leader glanced over at her best friend; dark brown eyes meeting and maintaining their gaze with green-brown ones. Sugar Fiend let out a heavy sigh, turning to fully face Space Biscuit, leaning back against the concrete barrier that surrounded the edges of the rooftop. She ran a hand through her hair, contemplating what to say as she glanced around the rooftop, making sure that the two female Killjoys were the only ones present. Once relatively satisfied, she began to speak. "It started off pretty cryptic. Doctor D. started his broadcast by putting out a song. Call it a Call to Arms for all of us Killjoys out there," a pause. "And maybe also a tribute to those who we have lost…"
Space Biscuit nodded her head as she listened carefully, glancing around every now and then to make sure that they were the only ones present for this particular conversation. Noticing the lack of words from her best friend and Zone leader, Space Biscuit's green-brown eyes watched Sugar Fiend carefully as the latter Killjoy seemed to struggle with her next words.
The red and black haired Killjoy bit her lip as she thought hard for what seemed like a very long moment, unable to shake the foreboding feeling that had started to creep up on her again. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath in and holding it for a few seconds before exhaling quietly again in an attempt to keep her composure.
"Better Living Industries have made an offer to all of the Killjoys in the Zones."
"W-What?" Space Biscuit let out a yelp of surprise, her eyes wide and her mouth hanging open in shock.
"They think that all of us will either make or break now that the Fabulous Killjoys are…" she paused to clear her throat. "Gone." Sugar Fiend took a moment to look at her pink haired friend, giving her time to let the news sink in.
Space Biscuit moved alongside Sugar Fiend to lean against the wall too, her mind a daze from what she had just heard. She stood there, her gaze cast downwards towards the floor, her mind a swirling mass of emotions: Confusion. Sadness. Anger.
"What… Kind of offer?" asked Space Biscuit, her voice uncharacteristically quiet and shaky.
Sugar Fiend's features were grim as she glanced over her shoulder, hoping that the vividly coloured skies from the setting sun would help to soothe her and keep her emotions in check before she divulged any further information. "They are offering us amnesty. A chance to turn ourselves in and start afresh," she pulled a sour face. "In Battery City."
Space Biscuit's facial expression mirrored her Zone leader's one as she listened carefully. "And if we refuse to give ourselves in?"
"Then Better Living Industries will increase their efforts to hunt us down and ghost us."
"And we all have to go to this meeting this evening in Zone Six to decide the best path to take?" blinked Space Biscuit, an incredulous look on her face. "What kind of Killjoys would we be if we surrendered?"
Sugar Fiend was silent as she traced her fingers along the scabbard of her katana with a pensive expression.
Space Biscuit arched an eyebrow at her friend, pushing herself away from the wall and placing her hands on her hips. "You aren't seriously considering giving up, are you?"
"No."
The pink haired Killjoy instinctively took a step back as she was met with a fiery glare. The sudden look of fierce determination on Sugar Fiend's face – her sudden, tense posture visible even under her purple leather trench coat – suddenly made Space Biscuit wonder if her latest demand had caused her to cross the fine line of her Zone leader's patience and ultimately, her temper.
"We've come too far to give ourselves up," Sugar Fiend's brow was furrowed as she spat her words through gritted teeth. "If we follow along with BL/Ind, we won't be any better than Renegade Turncoat! I won't let myself sink down to such a level!"
Even though she felt somewhat unnerved, Space Biscuit's voice was now soft as she asked "But are you suggesting that there will be others who would consider turning themselves into the enemy?"
A frustrated, heavy sigh from Sugar Fiend as she ran her hand through her hair, pushing red and black strands away from her face as she tried to maintain control over her anger at the situation that BL/Ind had now faced them with. "It's hard to say what everyone else thinks," she frowned. "And especially after what happened with the Fabulous Killjoys… Well, I'm sure it's going to greatly affect the general morale of the other Killjoys."
"And you?"
Sugar Fiend blinked and looked at Space Biscuit. "What?"
"How are you coping with everything?" Space Biscuit echoed.
The Zone Seven leader's lips were pursed in a thoughtful pout as she contemplated upon her answer before she forced a smile at her pink haired friend. "I'm coping."
Space Biscuit arched an eyebrow at her. "Really?"
Another sigh from Sugar Fiend. She knew that Space Biscuit could be really persistent at getting the truth out of people if she wanted to. And being the pink haired Killjoy's best friend meant that no mercy would be shown in getting the truth.
"No. I'm not okay." Sugar Fiend said softly, clenching the fist of her free hand as she glowered at the setting sun.
Space Biscuit's green-brown eyes softened and she cautiously closed the distance between herself and her friend, putting a gentle arm across the Zone Seven leader's back. "You can't keep things bottled up," she said quietly. "It'll only make things worse in the long run."
"I just wish I could have done something more to stop him…" Sugar Fiend mumbled under her breath.
"'Him'?" Space Biscuit echoed. "Who?"
Sugar Fiend's dark brown eyes fixed upon Space Biscuit. "You can't repeat this to anybody without my consent. Do you promise?"
The pink haired Killjoy frowned for a moment before she nodded her head. "I promise, Fiend. You know you can trust me, right?"
The red and black haired Killjoy nodded her head, her expression grim as she spoke in a hushed voice. "Party Poison."
Space Biscuit blinked, momentarily thrown off. "Party Poison?"
There was another nod of confirmation from Sugar Fiend before she took a shuddering breath. "He came to see me the night that they left for Battery City."
The pink haired Killjoy jerked her head back in surprise. "Did he tell you where he was going? Where all four of them were heading?"
"Yes."
If it had not been for the pained sound of the reply from her friend, Space Biscuit was sure that she might have actually lost her temper with the other Killjoy. Instead, she drew in a deep breath, holding it in for a few seconds before releasing it with a stressed hiss. "Did you at least try to stop him?"
"He wouldn't listen," Sugar Fiend's voice was almost defeated. "And he wouldn't let me go with them either."
Green-brown orbs narrowed. "You were going to tell us if you had gone with them, right?"
Silence.
"Goddamnit, Fiend! Is there anything else you haven't told me or anybody else about this whole fucking situation?" Space Biscuit snapped, removing her arm from around her Zone leader's shoulder, only to slam her fist down on top of the short, concrete wall, wincing at the sting of pain that shot through her hand. "Ow…"
Pushing a few more strands from her hair from her vision, Sugar Fiend glanced over at Space Biscuit, watching the pink haired Killjoy's outburst subside as she examined the bruised side of her hand. Frowning, the Zone Seven leader could not help but also feel frustrated at her own self. Although things had never been great for the Killjoys, right now, she just wanted to shut herself away from everyone and hope for some sort of black hole to appear and make all of her troubles disappear. Unfortunately, the biggest problem currently on her mind was the one she was having an internal conflict with, knowing full well that she as going to have to say something at some point in time.
"Fiend?"
Blinking as Space Biscuit's voice broke the uncomfortable silence, Sugar Fiend focused her gaze on her friend. The pink haired Killjoy was regarding her with a concerned expression; the recent, furious outburst seemingly spent. She hesitated for a moment before she spoke again, the tone of her voice now a stark contrast to her earlier eruption. "You are hiding something, aren't you?"
A heavy sigh escaped from Sugar Fiend's lips, her shoulders tense and hunched as she leaned on the concrete wall, avoiding her friend's gaze as she nodded her head.
"Yes. Yes, I am."
Space Biscuit's lips formed a tight line as she struggled to remain composed. Part of her knew that she should not jump to any conclusions. At least, not without hearing the whole story first.
Sensing what the pink haired Killjoy was thinking, Sugar Fiend lowered her voice even more, still highly cautious and self-conscious about what she was about to reveal. "There was a reason that Party Poison did not want me to leave all of you."
At her words, Space Biscuit could not help but feel a slight spark of anger and jealousy. So, Party Poison knew what this was all about? And yet, not even the red haired Zone Six leader had thought to mention anything to any of the Zone Seven Killjoys? The composure that she was struggling to keep was quickly starting to dissolve.
"Fiend. Considering this is something that Party Poison didn't even want to tell any of us about – and not to mention, took to the grave with him – this better be some ground-shaking news that-"
"He wouldn't let me go with them because he didn't want to put me or the baby at risk," Sugar Fiend blurted out, interrupting the other Killjoy. "That's right," she finally turned to look at Space Biscuit. "I'm-"
"You're pregnant?" This time, it was the pink haired Killjoy's turn to interrupt. Her stern gaze softened dramatically. "How long have you known? And why didn't you tell one of us?"
"Because I didn't want to worry anyone," Sugar Fiend frowned, still refusing to look her friend in the eye. "I didn't want people to think I was going to be a hindrance. Party Poison knew because he found out whilst he was taking care of me back in Zone Six. I made him promise not to tell anyone. It wasn't his fault."
Space Biscuit stood there in silence as her stunned mind attempted to absorb the shocking revelations that she had just heard. Her earlier fury was now long forgotten, replaced by confusion and guilt. Hesitantly, she reached a hand out, gentle fingers placing themselves under the red and black haired Killjoy's chin, turning her head to face her.
"Fiend. I'm sorry. I didn't know," Space Biscuit's expression was honestly apologetic. "And I promise that I will not say anything to anyone else about what we've talked about." She followed up her words by pulling the Zone Seven leader into a tight hug.
"Thanks, Biscuit." Sugar Fiend's voice was quiet and slightly muffled by Space Biscuit's tight embrace, her own reciprocating hug coming hesitantly and tentatively.
But it was still there.
The two Zone Seven Killjoys because suddenly alert at the sound of the rooftop access door opening.
"Ah-ha! There you ar-what the fucking hell! It's just me!"
Mercurial Crash pretty much jumped out of her skin, her hands flying up by her head in a sign of surrender as she was met with Space Biscuit's orange ray gun and Sugar Fiend's newly polished katana. In response, the two Killjoys lowered and re-sheathed their weapons, both of them regarding the wavy haired brunette with identical, questioning expression upon their faces. Having known the two Zone Seven Killjoys long enough to identify their silent questioning, Mercurial Crash lowered her yielding hands, seeming to snap to attention as she explained her unexpected appearance. "Er… I came to find you two because we should be getting ready to head out to Zone Six."
Sugar Fiend stiffened at Mercurial Crash's words. "Crap. I lost track of the time," she mumbled. "Is everyone else ready to move out?"
Mercurial Crash nodded her head, albeit somewhat meekly, causing the Zone Seven leader to arch an eyebrow at her. "And?"
"And we were wondering what we should do with regards to our new friend, Battery Bled." Mercurial Crash chewed somewhat nervously on her lip as she stood there, idle fingers fidgeting and curling some locks of her hair around her index finger.
And there it was.
The million dollar question that had been on all of the Zone Seven Killjoys' – and Motorbaby's – minds.
Whatever were they going to do with Battery Bled?
"Did he say anything to anybody about his moving along?" asked Space Biscuit, running a hand along her short pink hair again. She let out a small cough. "I mean that in the nicest possible way, of course."
Mercurial Crash nodded her head with an understanding smile and a warm laugh. "Well, he hasn't mentioned anything about hitting the road again. At least not yet. However, it's been pretty tricky for most of us to get a word in with him since Lady Luck has gotten somewhat… attached to our new Zone Runner friend."
Sugar Fiend and Space Biscuit rolled their eyes in unison.
"Well, we don't really have time to debate about what we should do with him," Sugar Fiend sighed. "I'm going to get ready. Crash, could you ask Battery Bled if he's happy taking a road trip with us to our friends in Zone Six? I'm not too keen on leaving him alone here in our base."
A quick nod from the wavy haired brunette. "On it, Fiend."
Both Sugar Fiend and Space Biscuit watched as Mercurial Crash turned and disappeared back through the rooftop access door before the pink haired Killjoy turned towards her friend again. She waited a couple of beats before she began to speak, not wanting Mercurial Crash to hear their continued conversation. "You're going to have so say something to the others, you know? I mean, this isn't anything that you're going to be able to keep a secret for long."
The red and black haired Killjoy let out a sigh. "I know. I just… Well, there are other matters that take a higher priority at the moment. The biggest issue being the meeting we're going to be late for if we don't get moving now."
Space Biscuit frowned at her friend, knowing full well that the Zone Seven leader was avoiding the subject. However, she also had a valid point: They needed to be heading out to Zone Six to meet with Dr. Death Defying and the rest of the Killjoys from the other Zones. With a nod of agreement at her comrade, Space Biscuit walked alongside her to the door, hesitating for a moment, her hand paused over the handle.
"Hey, Fiend?"
"Yeah, Biscuit?"
"Did Party Poison say anything else to you before he left?"
Sugar Fiend seemed to ponder upon her answer before she gave a nod of her head. "He said to carry on. That if they didn't make it back, we need to keep on fighting for the cause," she glanced at Space Biscuit, her dark brown eyes set with determination. "And that's why we aren't going to back down and take up BL/Ind's offer to surrender."
Space Biscuit studied her friend for a moment, trying to gauge if there was anything else that she had not yet been made aware of. Satisfied that there was not, the pink haired Killjoy gave a small nod and a smile, finally opening the door for the two of them to go back inside the main building of the abandoned hospital.
"I have to admire your ability to keep such a stoic face despite everything that's happened," Space Biscuit admitted as they walked down from the stairs, their footsteps echoing with each step they took. "But I want you to remember that we've been best friends since before all of this happened and we got stranded here. And that's not going to change. Whatever decision you decide to make, I'll stand by you, Fiend."
Sugar Fiend gave her friend a grateful smile as they exited the stairwell. "Thanks, Biscuit. You know it really means a lot to me. Ever since Doctor Death Defying had informed us of the offer from BL/Ind, I've been worried about the repercussions of whatever decision I would make on our behalf," she let out a small sigh. "I just hope that I'm going to make the right decision."
Space Biscuit gave an understanding nod, opening her mouth to speak before she let out a surprised yelp as the door before her was abruptly opened, nearly knocking her over.
"Oh! Biscuit! I'm so sorry!" exclaimed Lady Luck, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. Battery Bled looked equally surprised as he stood behind Lady Luck.
Space Biscuit waved a hand dismissively. "It's alright. You missed me so it's no problem," she glanced at Battery Bled, giving him a smile. "I trust you were given some food and water?"
"Yeah. Thanks," Battery Bled nodded his head, returning the warm expression. "Again, I'm really grateful for all of you taking care of me like this."
"Not a problem," Sugar Fiend told him. "Though about our looking after you; I'm sure you've probably been told that we all have to go to somewhat of an important meeting right now…"
Battery Bled glanced briefly at Lady Luck before he nodded again. "Yeah. Lady Luck did mention something about that."
Sugar Fiend gave Lady Luck a slight warning look before she turned her attention back to Battery Bled. "You're welcome to join us if you want. I mean, we can't really leave you here on your own. Unless you don't have any intentions to stay here in Zone Seven with us?"
Lady Luck gave small, uncomfortable cough. "Yeah, about that…" she began, her voice unnaturally timid. "We were wondering… That is, Battery Bled and I were wondering… If it was okay for him to stay here with us in Zone Seven?"
Sugar Fiend let out a sigh as she looked from Lady Luck to Battery Bled, then to Space Biscuit. Finally, her gaze rested back upon Lady Luck and Battery Bled. "I think this is something that needs to be discussed properly after we return from the meeting in Zone Six. Until then, I will see all of you outside in the ambulance bay and ready to roll in ten. Including you, Battery Bled. We don't want to keep Doctor Death Defying and the rest of the Killjoys waiting, do we?"
A/N#2: Sorry if it wasn't as interesting as it could be - I promise there will be more surprises and action coming up in later chapters!