Chapter 6: Party Poison

[THE FABULOUS KILLJOYS]

Korse entered the dungeon again, approaching the cage that imprisoned the fabulous Killjoys. 'I took over zone 2,' he told the Killjoys.

'Fuck you,' Kobra Kid muttered under his breath.

Korse ignored him. 'And a boy called Heartache Aftermath told me about something strange that happened a few days ago. Apparently, one Black Transmission left the camp in the middle of the night, mentioning a secret mission the fabulous Killjoys told him to do.'

Party Poison attempted a smile. 'Obviously she was lying. We couldn'ta contacted her from in here, could we?'

Korse narrowed his eyes. 'I don't recall mentioning that Black Transmission's a girl.'

Party Poison's heart sank, but he kept smiling. 'Her name tells me she must be a girl.'

'I don't think so. You can't deduce her gender by her name – a common problem with Killjoy names,' sneered Korse.

'I've got a lot of experience with Killjoy names,' Party Poison explained. Seeing Korse's unconvinced expression, he added: 'By the way, I know her. I've met Black Transmission before, and I'm positive she was a girl last time I looked.'

'Liar,' Korse hissed. He unlocked the cage with a key and grabbed Party Poison. Before the other Killjoys could think about escaping, Korse had already locked the cage again. He was clutching Party Poison tightly.

'What the fuck are you doing?' Fun Ghoul yelled. 'Let go of him!'

'Release us!' Jet Star bellowed.

'I'm going to have a little… interview with your friend,' Korse said, grinning.

'Interview, my ass!' Kobra Kid shouted angrily.

But Korse turned his back on them and whistled. A Draculoid entered the dungeon. 'Tie him up,' Korse ordered.
However much Part Poinson struggled, the Draculoid was stronger and he managed to tie Part Poison's arms and legs together.
Korse got a knife out of his pocket.

'What're you gonna do?' Kobra Kid asked nervously, looking from Korse to his brother.

'I'm merely going to make Party Poison confess.'

'Confess to what? We ain't done nothing!' Jet Star lied.

The Scarecrow smirked and turned to Party Poison. 'Tell me what you've told Black Transmission.'

'No.'

Korse smiled like he had expected no different and moved the point of his knife towards Party Poison's cheek. 'Are you sure?'

'Yes.'

Korse slit the knife into Part Poison's cheek, who screamed it out.

'PARTY POISON! NOOO!' Kobra Kid yelled angrily. 'GET THE FUCK OFF HIM! HE'S MY BROTHER, YOU–'

'How sentimental,' Korse smirked, pushing the knife further into Party Poison's cheek. Drops of blood fell onto the floor, while Party Poison's friends watched in horror, all of them shouting at the top of their lungs.

'–YOU BASTARD–'

'–FUCKING TRAITOR, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE–'

'–COWARD, YOU DON'T DARE FIGHT US, DO YOU? INSTEAD YOU TIE US UP AND TORTURE US–'

Korse took the knife out of Party Poison's cheek, who gasped and felt like fainting. 'Hang on,' he told himself. 'Don't let him win…'

'Will you answer me now?' Korse asked pleasantly.

'Never.'

'A pity.' This time, Korse pressed the knife into Party Poison's arm. The dungeon was filled with screams, but also with Korse's maniacal laughter.

'I'LL TELL YOU!' It wasn't Party Poison who spoke but Kobra Kid, unable to endure his brother's torture.

'NO!' Party Poison said. 'DON'T!'

'Your brother's smart, Party Poison,' said Korse, turning to Kobra Kid. 'Yes?'

'We told them to warn the other zones – because of you attacking and all–'
The other three Killjoys looked at him in surprise, then quickly pretended to be agreeing with Kobra Kid.

Korse narrowed his eyes. 'I'll believe you. But if this Black Transmission isn't found soon…' He untied Party Poison and threw him into the cell again. Then he left the dungeon.