A/N okay first of all Shout out to all of you who are actually reading my fanfic! It makes me happy to see that you all are reading this, it's already gotten more views and stuff then both my other fanfics combined and I've had this one out for like 5 days and the rest have been out for almost a year. So thanks guys! And second there are some new characters in this chapter but only two of them stay so don't worry. Also regarding the two characters they are MINE so please don't take them. Thanks!

Chapter 4

Party Poisons POV

It's a fast drive to our zone, and once we get back I immediately start gathering around our stuff. We can't just leave them to rot with BL/ind, or let them be turned into Draculoids. I can't stand the thought of them like that, milling around as mindless droves trying to kill us, or any killjoys for that matter. We have to act fast, maybe if we hurry we can catch them in zone 1, before they enter battery city. I jump around the safe house with a nervous shaky feeling franticly putting stuff into bags, but I see Jets not helping.

"Jet come on, we might be able to catch them if we hurry." I say trying to fide the smidge of fear in my voice, but I'm now realizing the improbity of that happening. It will take a whole day to get to the city without any delay, which was almost impossible.

"Poison, we don't even know where they are, they could already be in the city." He says, keeping his voice steady. "It's best we stay here, wait until tomorrow then leave. It's getting dark anyway."

I glance out the window he was right, the sun was slowly starting to set over the desert horizon. I put my head down and sigh, sitting down in a chair.

"We can leave first thing tomorrow okay. Besides they're smart and take care of themselves." He responds to my silence. I nod, I need some rest.

"Okay." I say blankly, running a hand through my red hair. "I'm just worried about them."

"I know, I am too. Now, if were gonna go into battery city we're gonna need some help." Jet says, "There's a city in zone 2 we can go to."

I look at him questionably, I don't like that we're going to need help from complete strangers, we can handle ourselves but I don't protest.

I awake with a start, for a second I forget where I am and almost panic. I find the darkness comforting compared to the dream I just had. The hot, twisting feeling of fear and anxiety linger in my stomach. Just a dream I remind myself.

Knowing that I won't be able to fall back asleep I got out into the main room. The sun had yet to rise so I decide to make myself some coffee. We don't have much left but I decide right now's an okay time to use up some of our limited supply. I sigh and sit down. Taking a sip of my bitter coffee I wait for Jet to get up.

Two hours later we're both ready, mentally and physically. Grabbing out masks and bags we head out.

"Ready?" he asks as we walk out to the car.

"Guess so." I say back shaking my head, and climbing into the car. The engine roars to life as Jet puts the key in the ignition, starting our journey to save Kobra and Ghoul. During the car ride it's all quiet but in the city in zone 2 it's quite the opposite.

There's got to be at least 20 dracs and about 5 people fighting. The adrenaline rush starts as we both jump out of the car to join the fight. None of them seem to even notice two extra people; they're all trying too hard to hold off the dracs.

"Frost behind you!" a young female voice shouts, causing a girl in blue to duck as a drac shoots right were her head was, turning she ghosts the damn thing.

"Thanks Bloom." The girl, frost, yells loudly turning to the other girl. They both shoot taking down another drac, 18 left.

"Crash! Heads up!" A male voice says a girl in orange then jumps to the left as a ray goes past her; it doesn't seem to faze her that she almost trips while doing so.

"Thanks Dark." She yells to the boy over to the side. I stop trying to keep track of them and ghost a Drac. 15ish left, it's hard to tell. There's more commotion, more yelling between the younger killjoys, we're all shooting madly now, standing out ground. I run over to help a pair of the killjoys ghost a few dracs. 8 left. I run over to a new spot, closer the boy called Dark, square up my feet, aim and shoot. I was just a second to long; a hot pain shoots up through my hand and arm. I wait to the soft thump of the body hitting the ground until I look down at my hand. I had been shot by a drac. I can't stop yet there's three left but they're easily taken care of by jet and another killjoy I don't know the name of. The fighting stops and the pain grows.