The room soon became full of shooting and yelling, The Girl stood in the middle of it all, covering her ears from the sound. The Killjoys were winning, they had killed over half of the Dracs, but then more kept coming and coming. Ghoul hid around a corner, and jumped round, managing to get an advantage long enough to kill a handful of Dracs all in one, Jet was standing by the door, killing anyone he had a chance to, Kobra stood near The Girl, making sure no Dracs got anywhere near her, and Poison was the other side of the room, and had pulled off one of the Dracs masks. He started at it in shock and took a minute to stop and catch his breath. He took in the scene around him, everyone was running and fighting, he thought they could win this, if they tried hard enough, they would be able to win. But stopping for breath had been a mistake, while he wasn't looking Koarse had got too close to Poison and managed to attack him, and pin him to a wall. Koarse held his gun against Poison's chin, preparing to shoot. Poison stared him down, he knew this was it, there was no way out of this; he would die. He just prayed that The Girl would live, and that Jet and Ghoul would be able to fight their way out of it, and especially Kobra, his younger brother, he couldn't bear for him to die.