AN: HEY GUYS! remember me? sorry i havent updated in about... -checks last update- a week. i had a history test... the good news: i got an "A!" :D btw, i've been meaning to do this for a long time so, i'll do it from now on ^_^ i wanna dedicate this chapter and all the ones before and all the ones after this to Street Mime (Eric). thankz man, without u, i would hav just thrown this story out, but no. u helped me come up with ideas, and u didnt let me quit. thankz man, 3 and now, on with chapter 6!

The dark tunnel leading to Battery City grew shorter and shorter as we sped through it; the bright light of the exit sending streams of light towards us. "GO!" Poison screamed once we came to a stop outside the tunnel. Following his lead, we all ran towards the nearest building to our right. I glanced over at the others and most of them appeared just as nervous as I was. Reaching the door first, Poison practically ripped it off its hinges.

We ran into the lobby of the building and all ran off in different directions. Not really sure what to do, I began shooting nervously at random things: the walls, furniture, anything that as white. And man, there was ALOT of white! I peeked up at the others and Street caught my eye. His movements were hesitant, almost as if he were expecting something to sneak up on him, he looked over his shoulder constantly; basically extremely uneasy.

I was about to ask him what was wrong when I realized something: where was everybody? We had feared BL/ind for so long, then we finally get the courage to confront them and nobody is here- Just then my thought is interrupted by a huge crashing sound coming from somewhere in the room. I spun around to find that the large glass window had been smashed from the outside because somebody had thrown something at us. Laser beams, that weren't our own, soon filled the room. So much for nobody being here.

I ducked behind a (previously) pure white sofa and found that I wasn't the only one to be hiding here. "What did they throw in here?" I asked. Suddenly a loud blast masked all other noises, causing everyone to cover their ears. "They threw a grenade." Kobra answered calmly after the noise died down. I gave him a look as to say 'no shit!', then we both stood up and began to fire at the enemy, using the couch as a cover.

Eventually the fire died down and we were able to run out of the lobby and to the car. I looked around at the dead dracs and scarecrows on the floor, their pristine white suits stained with laser blast marks. I couldn't help but pity them, Poison was right: they were just normal people who were taken from their beloved. I looked over at Street once again, he appeared just as sad as I was but he also appeared mad. His knuckles were clenched so tightly around his raygun that his knuckles had turned white.

We hopped back into the car just as a whole new hoard of dracs and scarecrows came around a corner and started towards us. Poison started the car and we headed down the tunnel leading back to the zones; Kobra and Jet firing out the windows at the pursuing dracs. We burst out into the hot desert sun on the opposite end of the tunnel, but still had dracs following us. "Jet, Kobra, stop shooting and get back in. Everyone hold on." Poison said. We all nodded and waited.

Poison spun the car around, heading back towards the tunnel and back towards the dracs. Before anyone could protest, he spun around once again, causing the dracs in the car behind us to swerve and crash into the wall of the tunnel. "Whoa, how did you know that would work?" I asked, shocked. "Honestly, I didn't." he replied sheepishly. I shrugged, at least we got away, and I think Korse will get the message.

(At the diner)

Korse gave the signal and soon the diner's glass windows were obliterated, filling the air with tiny daggers. The dracs kept their rayguns raised, huddling around Korse incase of a surprise attack. They filed into the diner and searched the entire building, all coming up empty handed. "Shit…" Korse muttered. "They've already left… Alright, everyone head back to Battery City until further notice! GO!" Korse commanded. Everyone left and headed back to Battery City, leaving the diner a destroyed mess.

(Back with the killjoys)

Later that night at camp, we tore into our cans of power pup that Ghoul had some how managed to snag from that building, along with some bandanas and other clothes. After our dinner, we put out the fire and quickly slipped into unconsciousness.

(The Next Morning)

I awoke to the sound of boots hitting dirt, but I thought I was just hearing things so I shook it off and tried to fall asleep again. Then I heard a raygun being fired. My eyes snapped open and I quickly jumped to my feet. I gasped at the scene before me: Poison was pinning a drac to the floor, his raygun shoved against its forehead, but it was obvious he was struggling. I drew my gun and took careful aim so I hit the drac and not my fellow killjoy.

I pulled the trigger and a colorful laser beam tore out of the barrel of my gun, hitting the drac on the side of its head. Poison looked surprised as blood started to rush out of the drac's mask, but relaxed when he realized I had shot it. "Thanks." He said while standing and dusting himself off. "My pleasure. We need to look out for each other out here." I replied. Looking around, I noticed two draculoid bodies laying the ground, still, a few yards away.

"I guess you didn't need my help…" I continued, gesturing to the bodies. "No, believe me- it was needed. I didn't even see this guy until he tackled me! So, thanks again." He said kindly with a warm smile. I smiled back and was about to say something else, when I heard an awkward cough behind me. I slowly turned, half expecting to see another drac, but it was only Missile. She looked totally embarrassed and was shifting from one foot to the other. "Umm… What did I miss?" she said, looking down at the bodies.

"Just some dracs… So is everyone awake?" Poison asked. "Yep. C'mon!" Missile answered while leading us back to the campsite. Once we arrived, I saw that some of the others were eating, some were looking at the clothes Ghoul snagged. "Where were you two?" C.C. asked once I sat down and opened up a can of power pup. "Fighting off dracs." I replied nonchalantly. She shrugged and went back to eating.

"I wonder…" Poison said quietly. I looked at him and asked what was wrong. "I just had a crazy idea. It's not important." "No! Tell me!" I insisted. Poison sighed; "Oh alright. I just thought that… Maybe those dracs followed us. But they probably didn't so never mind…" he said, looking a little embarrassed.

I thought about what he said and it actually was very possible, but why would they follow us? I mean, sure we stole some power pup, but it's not like they would care. But I guess we did vandalize one of their buildings and killed some dracs… I glanced over at Poison and it looked like he was thinking about this as well. Then I looked at Missile: she had a rather guilty look on her face and her eyes were shifty.

"Hey, Missile," I asked. She looked up with an 'Uh oh, busted!' expression. "Did you take anything from that building?" "No!" she replied way too quickly. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her. "I mean… Ok yes! I'm sorry everyone! It's my fault these pigs are after me, after you. I took this…" she said, reaching into her bag and pulling out a box.

It probably looked like a normal box before, but it appeared that Missile had drawn on it- and it looked awesome! She designed it so there was rainbow-type fade all over the box, and in the center of the front read "BOOM!" with jagged lines pointing away from the word; like an explosion. "I call it: the BOOM-box." Missile said proudly, putting emphasis on the word "boom." Poison's mouth dropped open. C.C. and I glanced at each other and shrugged.

"Do you guys know what this is?" Poison asked, almost breathless. I shook my head, along with some others. "This is something that's very, VERY important to BL/ind. Unless they get this back, they're never going to stop following us until we're dead." He said grimly. Missile looked guilty and upset, so I put my arm around her shoulder reassuringly. "We need to move, get back to Dr. D's, anything but stay in the same place. Let's pack up and head out ASAP." He finished. We all nodded and started packing, eventually finishing and squeezing back into the car.

(That Evening)

"Shit…" Poison mumbled under his breath. He swerved to avoid a head on collision, yet again, but was careful so that Street and Ghoul wouldn't fall out of the windows. "Alright, I think it's time we camp out again. We should only be one zone away from Dr. D's so this should be the last time we have to stay out here." Kobra said, looking up from a map he had been studying. We all gave a grateful sigh before climbing out of the stuffy car, and into the cold desert. Since we did this the night before, we were able to set up camp quicker than before. Everyone was on the bridge of sleep, when the radio from the car started making a strange sound.

I quickly sat up: I thought that old radio broke ages ago. But no, now it was making an odd sound, almost like a familiar voice. I ran to the car and flung open the passenger door as I started to tune the radio. Eventually I found the correct station, by then everyone had huddled around the car, and I realized what it was: a transmission from Dr. Deathdefying. I cranked up the volume and eagerly listened.

"Killjoys! We are being ambushed out here, calling for backup! I repeat, calling for backup!" his voice was full of fear, then the transmission ended; all that could be heard was static. We stayed silent for awhile then heard his voice again, this time it was hushed but just as fearful, "Party Poison, Marvelous Cyanide Rose, Street Mime, Fun Ghoul, Cursed Cemetery, Kobra Kid, Missile Kid, and Jet Star: do NOT come here. They are looking for you, stay away!" Then the transmission ended again, but this time, for good.

I looked at the others and they all had shocked expressions, just like me. We all went back to where we were before and laid down on the floor in a pathetic attempt to sleep, though I already knew what I was going to do: stare up at the sky and hope morning could come fast enough.