AN: HEEEELLLLOOOOOOOOO! GOD! its good to be back ;) in this chapter there are 3 new killjoys! yayayayayay! im not saying who :o im so evil xD remember when i said i would write a one-shot for my 30th reviewer? -readers nod- ok good :) well, david was being a brad and spammed me :'( so now i'm going to write a one-shot for my 40TH REVIEWER! and i swear to god david if u spam me again i will lock you in a room with a billion evil clowns that will- well, you figure out what they'll do to you. and eric- u wanted a random as fuck rocket- your welcome. and one last thing- WELCOME BACK TO THE READERS IN MY CLASS! i've missed u guys :') ok, so now, here's chapter 13 ^_^
The girl parked her bike a few yards away from the car then walked over to us. "Hi. You guys headed out to Battery City too? I heard Dr. D's broadcast and left as soon as possible." We all exchanged nervous glances; Poison decided it was his place to tell her, "Umm... We're kinda the reason he did the broadcast." He admitted sheepishly.
"Oh… Well then- it's nice to meet you all. I'm Thorn Bullet." She said, extending a hand to Poison. "Nice to meet you too, I'm Party Poison. This is my younger bro Kobra Kid, that's Jet Star, Fun Ghoul and Cursed Cemetery, Street Mime, and my girlfriend Marvelous Cyanide Rose." I felt myself blush when he addressed me as his girlfriend and couldn't help but smile. "So Jet's the one who's passed out?" she asked, gesturing to Jet's limp body on the ground.
"Yeah… He got hit by a drac a little while ago; he's probably never going to see out of that eye again…" Kobra said glumly. We then had a moment of silence. "Did you pass any killjoys on your way here?" I asked, trying to break the uncomfortable silence. "No… I was actually in Zone 1 already, so…yeah." She answered.
I nodded and took this time to analyze Thorn: she had an orange short sleeved t-shirt on that had "BOOM!" written across it in what appeared to be highlighter; it reminded me of Missile Kid. I shook my head to clear my mind of those thoughts, grateful that it worked for once. Her left arm was wrapped in bandage and reminded of an old horror movie I saw long ago that involved a mummy coming to life and, well, you can pretty much guess what happened next. She wore pitch black jeans that had a hole over her right knee, and a yellow patch on the other.
She kicked her dusty black converse into the ground, tossing the neon green laces about. I looked up at her and realized she was staring; I smiled. She smiled back and tossed her jet black hair over her shoulder, only to have her bangs fall right back over her right eye and I noticed the striking red streak running through them. A groan occurred from behind us, causing me to jump. I turned around and saw Jet sitting up against the car, his head in his hands and his puffy hair falling over his face like a sheet.
"Guys? Oww, my head. What the hell happened? Did we have a party or somethin'?" Jet slurred. "You were shot Jet." C.C. said grimly with a sigh, kneeling down at Jet's side. He brought his head up and we saw his face, mouth agape in fear. "Oh my God- am I gonna d-die?" he asked, tears prickling in his visible eye. "No, you'll be fine but-" "Hey! What the fuck is this?" Jet said, cutting C.C. off.
He reached up to his right eye and began to remove the eye-patch, but thankfully C.C. swatted his hand away in time. "Stop. If you take off the eye-patch the wound may get infected." "What wound?" Jet asked dubiously. We all remained silent, even Thorn. "Wait, you mean… Oh God… So, I'm-I'm blind!" he asked in utter disbelief.
Slowly and remorsefully, we nodded. Jet remained silent, face contorted in anger and fear and sadness. His mouth opened as if to speak, but no words came out. "Jet," I said slowly. "This is gonna sound cheesy but- think of the bright side: you're still alive." He slowly nodded in acceptance, "Yeah I guess. So are we going to get Missile back soon? I don't want to leave her there for- Hey, who's that?" he asked, pointing to Thorn.
"Oh, umm… Hi," she gave him an awkward wave. "I'm Thorn Bullet. I guess I'm going with you to save… Missile Kid, was it?" I nodded in confirmation. "Ok, yeah. Hey does anyone else hear that?"
I raised an eyebrow but listened carefully for the sound- then I heard it. I turned around and looked up to the sky in search of what was emitting the whizzing noise; my mouth dropped open. A large rocket was flying through the hot desert air. Before I could even comprehend this, I noticed Street doing something extremely odd- he was saluting the rocket. Just as soon as it was in view, it was once again gone.
I turned back around and saw the others looked just as confused as me. "What. The. Actual. Fuck." Ghoul said, mouth still hanging open. I looked at Street and was about to ask him what the fuck that was, but decided to keep my mouth shut and shook my head. "Umm… Well then," Poison said. "Since Jet's awake now and I just witnessed the weirdest fucking thing in my life, I think it's time we go." At that, C.C. Kobra, Street, and I began packing up.
It didn't take long to finish, and we quickly were on our way. "I hope more reinforcement shows up soon…" Poison muttered to himself. Street walked over to Poison and prodded him in the shoulder to catch his attention, "Hey, can I drive?" Poison seemed to be thinking it over and finally nodded. "Sure." "Thanks," Street said and climbed into the driver's seat.
"Battery City- get ready! Cause we're gonna blast you to the back row!" Poison yelled. I grinned and yelled back, along with a few others. Street revved the engine and we took off, the sound of Thorn's motorcycle close behind. A laser beam suddenly bounced off the passenger door, causing Kobra to yelp in surprise. Street cursed under his breath and adjusted the rearview mirror so he could see our attackers. I gasped; at least 30 dracs were after us.
Thorn was weaving her way around the enemy's fire on her motorcycle, pulling her rose red raygun with green vines wrapping around it out during this time. She pointed to her left and nodded before taking off in that direction; seven dracs followed her. "We need to get some of them out of the way before I can do anything, I can't take that many out at one time." Street yelled over the loud sound of lasers pinging off the car. Kobra, Poison, and Ghoul leaned out the windows and began to fire.
Thankfully luck was on our side and they managed to reduce the number of the dracs by half in a short amount of time. "That's good guys, I can take it from here." The three nodded and ducked back into the car. Once Poison was sitting properly and out of the dracs' aim, I threw my arms around him. "My God, I was so scared! I though I was gonna lose you!" I exclaimed. He chuckled and patted my head, "Don't worry about me, I don't. See those dracs out there? Well those and every other drac were gonna face is gonna get ghosted. I'll never let them hurt you, I promise."
I smiled and nodded, not being able to think of anything else proper for a response. Street opened the secret compartment and veered off the road, allowing the dracs to get ahead of us. Before they could turn around and ram us, he floored the gas and quickly closed the gap between us and them. He pressed the large purple button in the center of the panel, and the sound of something rising up emerged from the back of the vehicle, leaving me at a loss for words.
A large object went flying through the air and came crashing through the dracs' cars. This continued, destroying the cars (and enemy) in one shot, until there were no more left. Street brought the car to a halt and pressed the purple button again; whatever weapon we used to finish the dracs began to retract and become hidden once again. Thorn's motorcycle pulled up beside us and I noticed it had a few more blast marks than it did before, but she seemed to be alright. "So… Are we ready to go now?" she asked, looking expectantly towards us.
Poison opened his mouth to answer, but just then the sound of two car engines roared from behind us. A black Trans Am with spray painted gray lines going horizontally along the doors was pulling up close behind us. Not far behind the other Trans Am came a cobalt blue mustang. The driver of the Trans Am stepped out and walked over to us; we all decided to get out of the car. The mustang swerved to a stop and the driver hopped out before the dust even cleared.
"Hello!" said the girl who owned the mustang. She had shocking ice blue eyes and rib-length straight hair that had a red top layer and a black under layer; her side bangs also hand a black under layer. "Hi!" said the other girl, who had her light brown hair put up in a bun, "I'm Soul Ghost." She wore a plain black t-shirt, an adorable blue leather jacket that had two gray ghosts holding hands printed on the back, black jeans, and combat boots. She also wore a red and blue stripped bandana around her neck, a red, white, and blue mask atop her head, and had a red, white, and blue raygun; very patriotic.
"I'm Threat Angel!" said the other girl, walking around Ghost and wrapping her arms around yours truly. "What's your name?" she asked, letting me go and instead wrapping her arm around my shoulders. "I'm Marvelous Cyanide Rose." "Hmm… I'm just gonna call you Rose. Ok, Rose?" she asks jokingly. I stuck my tongue out but nod. She smiled wide and put her hands on her hips triumphantly.
Threat wore a black and purple stripped t-shirt, a black leather jacket, white/gray skinny jeans, colorfully splatter painted converse, and a purple mask with black framing and black feathers attached to one side. Her raygun was securely in it's holster, but I could still see it: it was purple, gold, and black with "Threat Angel" written in cursive on one side.
"So… Who are these fine people?" Ghost asked, pointing to the others. "Oh, well…"
After we all got acquainted, Threat and Ghost pulled me to the side. "So, are you and Poison…" "Together?" Threat said, finishing for Ghost. I feared their response but proudly smiled and nodded. "AWWW!" they said simultaneously; I felt my face heat up and knew I was turning red.
We walked back to the others and tuned back into their conversation; it was about the mission. Poison pulled me to his side and gave me a quick but affectionate peck on the lips. I smiled and looked towards the newest new girls, but they were already staring at us. Ghost was making a heart with her hands and mouthing the word "Adorable!", while Threat was giving me a cheeky grin and a wink. I giggled and rolled my eyes.
Looking up towards the sky, I noticed that it had already grown dark. Tugging on Poison's sleeve, I managed to grab his attention. "I think we should go to sleep soon. You know, so we can save Missile?" "Yeah, you're right. Goodnight guys!" he said, giving everyone a sleepy wave. "G'night!" others said, though I couldn't pinpoint who.
I helped Poison grab some things from the car, soon followed by Ghoul, C.C., and Jet. Ghost and Threat both retreated to their cars, while Thorn was already untying things from her bike. I took a deep breath and curled up on the ground, looking up to the sky and relaxing at the view. Not long after, I heard other's steady breathing and light snoring.
I thought I heard a sigh to my left, so I turned and saw C.C. staring up at the sky as well, a solemn tear frozen on her cheek. "C.C.? What's wrong?" I whispered, scooting closer. She froze at the sound of my voice, looking as though she didn't realize anyone else was awake. "Oh, uh, nothing?" she answered, but it sounded more like a question.
"You can tell me. I've been meaning to talk to you lately; even though we have pretty much just met, I feel like we've known each other for a long time. Like, like we're sisters." I explained with a smile. She turned on her side so she was facing me and being supported by her elbow.
"You know what? Me to." She smiled back. "But, to be honest, that's why I was crying. I was thinking of all my friends, I still think of the bombs they built. I miss them, I miss my old life." Tears were falling down her face, and I was thinking of how I could tell her "Oh, don't say that! You have people who love you, blah blah blah. Things will get better, blah blah blah." When it was what all people were tired of hearing.
"C.C.- I'm here for you. I would say sorry, but I'm so sick of people saying that and I'm sure you are too. Just remember that I'm here." I said, patting her hand. She nodded and wiped away all the tears. "Well, goodnight." She said, and then was silent.
I continued to stare up at the sky and could feel my eyelids begin to droop, when I heard C.C.'s voice, "Rose, you still awake?" "Barely…" "I can't sleep." I could practically hear the pout. "Count to 17 and close your eyes. It's a trick someone taught me a long time ago, it always works." "Alright."
Not even half a minute later, she was just barely snoring. I smiled and did the same: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7… Before I even reached 17 I was asleep.
AN2: yup, it's me again. this author's note is for the 3 new killjoys in my story:
Thorn: I hoped you liked it! and i really wish you made a real account on here so i could inbox you :'( consider it please! :D
Ghost: UPDATE YOUR STORY! ITS SOOOO ADDICTING! XD
BreeBree: HEY'O! YOU NEED TO UPDATE TOO! ;)
love you all 3
AND BEFORE I LEAVE! -readers groan and say "why doesnt she leave already!"- hey, quiet you guys :'( so mean... anyways, READ SOUL GHOST'S AND THREAT ANGEL'S STORIES! THEY ARE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AMAZING AND POSSUM (yeah, i say possum, deal with it :P)! so yeah, until next time guys, bye!