A/N: UGGGh I know…I'm a bad author and have not been good to meh fans….but I had a midterm, a wedding, homework, the flu, and a social life. It's been busy. So I'll make this quick.

Lights flashed like lightning over Boomers eyes.

"Easy kiddo." Static Pyro's voice said in a calm voice. Boomer blinked open her eyes as a dim light bulb lit over head. She moaned as she sat up. She felt something around her ankle jangle.

"W…w-where…?" She sat up completely looking around. She remembered the ambush vaguely. She looked up to see Static Pyro, Baby Doll, and Cherri Cola leaning over her.

"Your chained up. Try not to move." Static said putting an arm around the girl.

"Ghost…." She whispered clinging to Static's arm.

"No, no honey. No ghosts are here. It's ok. Your safe." Static patted her on the head. Boomer shook her head.

"No…Ghost!" She stood up quickly and ran to the bars of the small iron cell they were held in.

"GHOST! He was the boy I was with. Where is he? GHOST?" she banged her hands on the bars but she couldn't move too much. The chain around her ankle was connected to the center of the cement floor. She couldn't see anything beyond the small light of the cell she was in. With in a few feet of the cell doors the dark shadows covered everything.

"Boom, Honey, calm down. We've been shouting for hours. We've seen no sign of the boys or anyone for that matter." She said reaching for the girl.

"Victory's gone too." Baby Doll said coldly. "So my best guess is they're after Gerard's main team then just shoved us here to die later."

Cherri shot her a dirty look.

"Do you always have to be so fucking cynical?" Cherri said through her teeth. Baby Doll shrugged her comment off.

"I'm just saying it like it is." Baby Doll said with no emotion.

"Girls please." Static said in her small voice.

"You don't know how it is!" Cherri said raising her voice. "So there's no point picking the worst possible scenario."

"We'll I'm sorry if I can't find the silver lining in our little situation. We've been awake for hours and so far no one has showed up to the rescue or to even acknowledge what they're doing with us. So excuse me if I'm a little bitter!" Baby Doll was shouting now.

"Girls, please, stop fighting." Static tried again.

"No wonder they call you 'Bitter', we've been here a few hours and you've already given up hope. My brother is missing, or dead for all I know!" Cherri's face was bright red now. Baby Doll was in her face now ready to swing.

"You think you're the only one who's missing a brother bitch!"

"EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP!"

Cherri and Baby Doll both felt a hard push between them. To their surprise Boomer stood between the two with her arms out.

"We're all missing someone so just calm the fuck down. You're acting like children! Separate corners! Both of you!" She ordered. They looked at her in such surprise as they both backed to opposite ends of the cell.

"Panicking isn't going to solve anything. Just take a breath." She said sighing heavily as she rested her head on the cell bars.

"…..I'm sorry….." Cherri whispered brushing a tear from her cheek. Baby Doll hesitated and then nodded.

"Me too…I guess we're both missing a husband and a brother…." She said in her stern military voice.

A loud clank made them all look up.

"Hello?" Boomer shouted instantly. "Is anyone out there?"

There was another loud clank.

"Honey, back away from the bars." Static said pulling her back.

It was silent for a very long time until…

"H-hello?" A weak man's voice echoed. "Is…is someone there?" The voice asked in a very scared tone.

"Yes, someone is here!" Boomer shouted.

"Boomer…is that you? I can't see anything it's too dark!"

"GHOST!" She shouted pulling away from Static and back to the bars.

"Ghost it's me. Are you hurt, is there anyone with you?"

There was a rustle of chains.

"My head sorta hurts but other than that I'm fine."

Cherri edged to the bars.

"Is there anyone else in your cell with you?" She asked biting her lip.

It was quiet for a while. Ghost let out a scream.

"What? What is it?" Boomer shouted. They could hear him panting.

"Its….it's a skull!" His voice quivered. Everyone seemed to quite breathing. Cherri shook her head holding back tears.

"OH GOD!" Ghost shouted again. There was a series of clashing sounds.

"Ah-hem…do you mind getting off of me." A different male voice sounded.

"OH GOD!" Ghost shouted again.

"Who the hell is screaming?" Asked a third voice.

"Ghost? Who is that? Who's with you?" Boomer asked trying to put her head through the bars.

"Ghost?" the third voice asked clearing his throat. "Is that you?"

"Boss?" Ghost asked.

"Holy shit you kids made it." Tonic Revolt said bewildered.

"TONIC?" Baby Doll shouted clinging to the bars.

"Ah-hem…do you please mind getting off of me?" The second voice said annoyed. "These short shorts are tight enough with out having a burly boy on my lap."

"SHOW PONY!" Cherry shouted joyfully.

"Sis?" Both Show Pony and Tonic said at the same time.

"Baby Doll you're in this mess too?" You could practically hear him rolling his eyes.

"We all sort of are." Static said stepping up to the bars.

"And with any luck the kids are on their way too…" Boomer said with a smile.

"WHAT?" Tonic jumped to the bars of his cell.

"I sent out a distress signal to Helena." Boomer said a little confused.

"No! No! You shouldn't have done that!" he said in a panic.

"What are you talking about? They're our only hope." Boomer said.

"You don't understand. These people are here to eradicate all Killjoys. They considered all children of Killjoy innocent because they did not fight in battle. I tried to warn my team but my message never went through. These people hate everything Killjoy. They are trying to bring BL/ind back in to power by killing us off and then rebuilding while the children are still young. They specialize in chemical warfare. That's how they managed to take you all down right?"

The girls nodded.

"The crazy bitch running this joint, Mother War, she plans on killing all the leaders of each state and releasing a virus to destroy half the worlds population."

"That's genocide!" Cherri shouted.

"There's no actual way of controlling a virus. She'd have no way of actually stopping the thing with out an-"

"Antivirus." Tonic finished for her.

"That's where the rebirth of BL/ind comes in to play. If she poisons the world she will have the only cure. People will be clawing at her doorstep for her help."

"That's horrible!" Boomer said covering her mouth in horror.

"Boss, I'm so sorry." Ghost said quietly. "We had no idea."

"It's alright, Ghost. You did what you were trained to. You did well." Tonic patted him on the back.

"So I take it Gunner and Nitric are on their way with the Way's girl and the Iero twins?" He said with a smile in the dark. There was an awkward pause.

"Um…no….Turnstile, Sky and Crow are leading them?"

"WHAT! THAT INSUFFERABLE CHLD IS IN CHARGE?"

"I'm sorry sir….we assumed you would have him in charge…He always was like a shadow to you s-si-sir….w-we-w-we just….a-a-ass-as-assumed…." Ghost was beginning to stutter.

Tonic was panting heavily.

"He wasn't shadowing me! I had him around to make sure he'd quit lighting shit on fire! Oh god…oh god we're all dead." He banged his hand into the wall as he leaned on it.

"If it helps….Mr. Tonic, Sir…" Boomer chimed in. "I relieved him of his job as leader…I put one of my own in charge."

The women in her cell circled her like vultures.

"And who might that have been?" Cherri asked putting her hands on her hips.

"Um….Helena…." She said swallowing hard.

Static covered her mouth. Sherri covered her eyes and Baby Doll covered her ears shaking her head.

"Oh god no…." Baby Doll said still shaking her head. "That girl gets hurt making toast! How did you expect to trust her as a military Killjoy Leader?"

Boomer took a confident step back.

"I believe in her." Just as the words slipped from her lips her confidence seemed to slip as well.

Static was standing in the corner shaking her head repeating "no,no,no"

"We're dead…" Baby Doll said softly with wide eyes. "I never in all my years thought I'd die like this…combat sure….faulty wires in a bomb, maybe…hell I'd take the chances of being trampled by unicorns before I thought a handful of kids would be the end of me….." her voice was distant as if no one else existed.

"I have faith that Helena and the others will save us!" Boomer said trying to stand her ground.

"Ooohh! I can you make me a giraffe?" Helena asked as Ringer as he folded balloons into animals.

"You'll get a snake and like it!" Ringer said handing her the balloon. "I can only make snakes, worms, a lower case L, and a banana."

"Your not a very good balloon artist…." Turnstile said rolling his eyes. Ringer got in his face.

"And your not a very good Killjoy are yah?" He said with a smile and handed him a green balloon. "Here have a green bean."

With that he stood up straight and continued around the tent. It was fully lit up now. Classic Circus music played from the old rusty speakers.

"I don't even know why he offers to make the stupid things if he can't make them." Twirl said as she walked up. She had a small dagger in her left hand that weaved in between her fingers. She had changed outfits since they'd last seen her. She was now wearing a swimsuit type of outfit that cut very low down her chest. It was striped circus red with yellow lining the edges. Her dark hair was pulled up into a messy bun so several ringlets trickled down her thin neck.

"Turnstile, how are you at throwing knives?" She said with flirtatiously coy smile. He had a hard time answering.

"I'm sorry what?" He said bringing his eyes up from her chest. She giggled playfully and stepped up to him wrapping her arm through his.

"Come on, I'll show you how to." She smiled taking him away.

"What should I do?" Helena asked awkwardly. With out even bothering to look at her Twirl waved her hand.

"I think the tiger is bored. Maybe you can go play with her." Helena could hear the displeasure in Twirl's voice as she spoke.

Helena felt something poke at her side. Looking down she saw a small boy whit a painted white face. Helena looked around awkwardly to see where he'd come from.

"Um…hello…." She said slowly.

"Awe you really a Killjoy?" He asked. Helena's face turned a little red.

"To be honest…not really." She laughed uncomfortably and put her hand behind her head.

The boy let out a heavy sigh.

"Good. Ringer tells us stories about Killjoys. They always sound scary. My mum an dad was killed in the war." He shrugged and gave her a weak smile. "But I was to little to remember."

"So you really want to be a mime?" Helena asked quickly changing the subject as she walked. He followed by her side.

"To be honest, not really." He said quoting her. His eyes gazed up to the top of the tent. "I wanna walk on the tight rope. That's what Twirls mom used to do."

"Twirl's mom?" Helena asked looking up. The rope was tied from the center of the tent pole to a beam several hundred yards away. It had to be at least a one hundred and fifty feet in the air.

"Ever since she died he won't let anyone on the tight rope." Mute said with a twinkle in his eye.

Mute continued talking but something took Helena's attention away from the boy's words. She felt pins and needles behind her ears. It was a strange feeling. She'd never felt it before, yet it felt familiar. It was like someone was lightly blowing air on the back of her left ear. Then as if her body was not controlled by her own self she spun sharply whipping her right hand behind the left side of her head. Her body dropped low and spun in a half circle. When she stopped spinning her left leg was bent low while her right leg was stuck out to the side. Her left hand supported her on the dirt floor. She lifted her right hand up to find a silver dagger in between her fingers.

"Wooow." Mute said with his jaw dropped.

"Holy shit!" Rocket and AJ came running up to her.

"Are you ok?" AJ asked with wide eyes. Helena stood up still baffled by what had just happened.

Helena looked past them to see Twirl behind the crowd. She seemed almost angry.

"Helena! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" Turnstile said running up. Sky and Crow were right behind him each had a straight balloon animal in their hands.

"I'm sorry." Twirl said almost sincere. "I was showing Turny here how to throw a dagger backwards. It must have slipped my fingers." She shrugged and crossed her arms.

"That's alright…." Helena handed the dagger back to her.

"It's a good thing you have crazy good reflexes!" Mute said gleefully.

"Yeah…" Twirl said looking Helena up and down. "Good thing…."

She wrapped her arm through Turnstile's again.

"Come on Turny, the show is about to start. Why don't you help me make some popcorn? My fingers always get all…buttery." She giggled lightly.

"What's popcorn?" Turnstile said dully. Twirl grunted and pulled him along.

"I'd better go get ready too." Mute said just before running off.

They all turned to look at one another.

"'Butter' isn't the word I'd choose to make that sentence sound sexy…" Crow said dully.

AJ raised an eyebrow at him. He just shrugged.

Rocket turned to Helena.

"So seriously, how the hell did you do that? It was a trick right? You had the dagger in your hand all along?"

Helena just rolled her eyes as she walked off.

"It just kinda…happened. I can't explain it Roc. I just got this weird feeling in my head and it just…happened."

"So what you have Spidy senses now?" AJ stopped her.

Helena felt something hit the back of her head. She turned to see Crow and Rocket tossing rocks at her.

"Will you stop that?" She ordered. They giggled like children as the tossed a few more rocks.

"Just block one, Hels." Rocket said tossing more. Helena let out an annoyed grunt and stormed off.

She stormed out of the tent and leaned on one of the hundreds of clowns. It seemed to mock her.

"What'r you lookin at creepo? It was just a one time flook….." She took a step back. "….and I'm talking to a fake clown camera…..great…."

"Is when they start talking back is when you have problem…."

Helena turned to see Mama sitting at a table behind her.

"Oh…." Helena looked around. That table was defiantly not there ago. "Um…I'm sorry….I mean I'm SORRY FOR DISRUPTING YOU!" Helena shouted.

Mama covered her ears.

"Goodness child. You vil wake the dead with that voice. Come sit." She ushered Helena over with a bony hand. "I only tell stupid Twirl Girl I can no hear so she and little mute brat leave me in peace." Mama put her hands in the air. "Bah!"

"Oh…Sorry for screaming then." Helena said guiltily.

"You are worried, no?" Mama raised an eyebrow. Helena chuckled.

"You could say that." She said looking away.

"No not bout parents…bout boy. You worry twirly brat will take boy, no?"

Helena glanced back and forth.

"No that's stupid. He can be with who ever he wants." Helena rolled her eyes and scoffed.

Mama grabbed her by the hands.

"Fine. We no talk of boy. I give you free hand reading, yes?"

It seemed like the woman ended every sentence with answering it for you. Helena looked around. The outside felt so quiet compared to the loud exciting tent.

"Um…sure ok…"

Mama squeezed her hands tight and started to hum.

"You have experienced very little hard ships." She smiled. Just as quickly she tensed her face. "Enjoy your happy days, they vill bring you light on the danger days ahead. Hmmmm…..You are at cross road in life. You must choose. Be leader or follower….choice will choose you it seems. Much power and strength in your heart and mind."

Helena was listening intently on every word.

"Hmmm…however….with great power comes great responsibility…"

"That's it!" Helena ripped her hands up and stood back.

"You got that from Spiderman, I'm not stupid." Helena crossed her arms.

The old woman rolled her eyes and waved her hand in the air.

"I'm old woman who gets bored, sue me!" she grunted. "We get four channel out here!"

Helena began to storm off again.

"Look, I give real palm read this time. I swears." Helena looked back to see Mama holding her hand over her heart. With another grumble she sat down and put her hands in the old woman's.

Mama closed her eyes and held on to Helena's hands tight. This time it was different. It was like she could feel a pulse run through the both of them. Small lanterns began to flicker.

"….Mama….?"

"Hmmm…..hmmm….spasitel….Death, plague, love, loss, war, fear, love, death,…..spasitel….geroi….Lybof!…spasitel….SPASITEL!" Mama broke her hands free as she shook violently. Helena stood back quickly.

"What the heck was that?" Helena asked shaking. The woman suddenly looked confused.

"Oh…oh my…" The old woman put a hand to her face. "No…please no be afraid…."

Helena shook her head and ran off behind the tent. She closed her eyes as she ran. Her mind tried to deny what images flashed across her mind as Mama held her hands. They were all too fast to remember. But the fire and burning of buildings was enough for her. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she ran. Finally she crashed in to something hard. She fell back several feet.

"Helena? What the hell?" Turnstile said offering her a hand. She took it standing up. She tried to hide her face.

"What's wrong?" He asked instantly. He had a box of popcorn in his hands. Helena brushed some butter off her hand as she brushed herself off.

"Nothing…this place just creeps me out…." Her voice was still shaking. He led her over to one of the benches behind the tent.

"Just take a seat." He said while stuffing a hand full of popcorn in his mouth. "Have you ever had this stuff? It's amazing. I mean it's like twenty year old hyper dried popcorn but…still!"

Helena took a bite not really feeling much.

"So where's miss Twirly Daggar?" Helena said through her teeth. His shoulders slumped.

"She didn't mean it. She's really nice. You just have to get to know her." He said setting the box down.

"I'm sure you do." Helena said leaning back.

"Hang on….Are you jealous?" Turnstile said with a large grin. He leaned in close to her. She pushed his face away with a buttery hand.

"Dream on!" Helena smiled as she shoved him. "Your not even my type."

He leaned back and tilted his head to the side.

"And what exactly is your type?" He asked. She had to think for a second.

"I don't really know."

"Well then you don't really not know…" He winked.

"I always grew up with my cousins and Boomer. Rocket's really the only boy and he's almost a brother to me so it's hard to say…"

"Let me guess…you like the smart silent, innocent type who never swear?"

Helena bit her lip.

"You do don't you?" He teased. "I bet you've never even sworn." He jabbed her with his elbow.

Helena stayed silent as she looked away.

"Holy shit…you've never sworn have you?" His jaw dropped.

"Yes I have!" she glared.

"Crap and Darn don't count!" he laughed. "Oh my fucking god of swears you've never sworn!"

"I don't see any point to it!" She laughed back. "It's just empty dirty words. They'd only have meaning if they had a time and place. They'd have emotion."

Turnstile was quiet for a few seconds.

"You're a swear virgin…Holy Fuck! You're a fucking swear virgin!" he cackled.

"Cut it out!" She laughed. He started poking her in the rips.

"Oh my god you have to swear right now! Just one word. 'Fuck' 'Shit' 'Damn' anything!"

"I'm not swearing!" She giggled as he tickled her.

"Fucking swear!" He said pulling her close.

"No!" She laughed. "Ah! Stop haha!"

Suddenly a loud roar of a tiger made them stop cold. Looking up they saw Twirl standing with Tigre. She was standing impatiently tapping her index finger on the elbow of her crossed arms.

"Turny, the shows starting soon. You don't wanna miss my big act do you?" She said in a sickly sweet voice.

He sat upright and cleared his throat.

"Erm…yeah sure right away…" He said standing up. Helena did the same

"Let's go…Turny." Helena said raising an eyebrow. They walked into the tent and along the back of the seats.

"So…Twirl…That's a cute costume." Helena said in the nicest voice she could manage.

"Thanks…" Twirl said flatly. "I found it after searching an empty mall…." She turned to look back at Turnstile slightly. "I found it and just had to have it. Cute outfits are hard to come by these days…"

Something tells me we're not talking about clothing anymore…Helena thought to herself.

"You know my mom started a line of clothing for-"

"Cool story…" Twirl interrupted. "You guys can sit here. My act is coming up soon."

She faced Turnstile.

"Be sure to watch close." She winked. She glanced over at Helena and gave her a once over before looking disgusted.

They sat down with Rocket, Sky, AJ and Crow. They sat in total awe as Tigre jumped through fire hoops. Soon after Tosser swallowed a sword on fire and then spat it back out. He also tossed knives at Twirl as she spun on a wheel. Helena slightly enjoyed that bit. Shortly after Orgon and Mama did a fire eating act. Ringer had AJ and Sky help him with a few card tricks. To their surprise he managed to pull pigeons from his top hat.

"I'd love to introduce the Lovely Twirl Girl!" Ringer shouted as the spot light flashed the center of the ring. Twirl was hoisted up on a long red ribbon that flowed to the ground. She twirled her body and twisted as she slowly descended to the ground. Right when she got close she'd pull herself back up and then descend again. She smiled and winked at Turnstile several times. Helena resisted the urge to throw up. Finally she slid gracefully to the ground and took a bow.

"Ain't she a peach!" Ringer shouted as the group clapped. "Now for our final act we have Mute the Mime!" He said cheering. There was a long pause. "I SAID MUTE THE MIME!"

"Up here!" A small voice shouted from the top of the tent. The spot light flashed up to the high wire. Mute was standing on the platform with Twirl's staff in his hands ready to step out.

A/N: There, yay I did it!