*A/N : Holy crap, twenty chapters ? O.O I never actually thought I'd get this far :P Thank's so much to everyon's who's stuck with me , I love you all :)*

~Alteration~

Kobra was the first to act. He jumped out of his seat, his face contorted in fury, but his eyes showing the pain at having watched his brother die twice. He attempted to run at Flame, but she turned the ray gun on him.

"Don't move Kobra! I don't want to shoot you!" Kobra stopped in his tracks, tears spilling down his tanned cheeks silently. He was shaking as he knelt down beside the dead Poison, pulling the corpse onto his lap. The blood from the wound mixed with Party Poison's vibrant hair.

Crimson, Ghoul and Jet were staring up Flame, their faces showing stunned sadness. Flame realized that she still had the gun raised. Lowering it, she walked forwards. Everyone but Kobra took a step away from her. Crimson had her hand over her mouth, shaking her head, tears clouding her green eyes. Flame turned to Ghoul, whose mouth was hanging open.

"Get me the potion from Kobra's pocket," she said. Ghoul walked forward cautiously towards the Kobra Kid, who seemed unable to do anything but stare into his brother's lifeless eyes.

Fun Ghoul squatted down beside the blonde killjoy and reached into his jacket pocket, retrieving the neon green concoction that had brought the Fabulous Killjoys back to life. He held it out at arms length, and Flame took it in her hands.

"Pull him away from Poison," Kobra seemed to snap at the command. A sob got caught in his throat and he let out a strangled cry.

"Don't you dare say his name!" Kobra screeched as Ghoul and Jet dragged him away from the body. He thrashed, but the two men were stronger than him. They held him back as he sobbed. Flame walked forward towards the dead body and knelt beside Poison's head. The gash where she had shot him glistened with scarlet blood.

Flame turned his head so the slash was facing the ceiling, and she removed the cork from the near empty bottle of liquid. Tilting the bottle, she dispensed the neon liquid onto the wound. It fizzed as it absorbed into the skin. Poison's body shuddered as his brain and blood vessels began to reform and repair inside his skull.

Suddenly, the killjoy's eyes blinked once, twice, three times. Flame exhaled as Poison looked up at her.

"Where the hell am I?" he said groggily, "And who the fuck are you?"

Kobra gasped, attempting to crawl over to his brother, but the two killjoys held him back. Flame turned to Poison again.

"What is the last thing you can remember?" she demanded. Poison closed his eyes, thinking.

"BL/ind. We were fighting, and then Korse shot me … damn, that fucking hurt …" his voice trailed off, leaving Flame satisfied. She stood up, followed shortly by Poison. That was when Kobra broke free from Jet and Ghoul, jumping forward and embracing his brother. Poison hugged him back, squeezing his brother's thin form. Crimson, on the other hand, remained staring at Flame.

"What the FUCK?" she shrieked, tears leaking from her eyes, "What did you just do?"

That's when Flame explained everything. The kiss, how Korse wanted her to join forces with him, everything. The only thing she left out was her doubts about whether they were fighting for the right side.

"That still doesn't explain why you killed Poison!" Ghoul shouted

"Poison, after being brought back to life by BL/ind, was brainwashed, kind of like a Drac, but so that he was more intelligent. He was 'programmed' to attempt to convert me to work with Korse. He thought the easiest way to do this was to get Poison close to me, so he had him kiss me," Flame explained, "All of this adds up. So, I had a theory, that if I killed Poison, then brought him back to life, it would act as a sort of backspace, leaving him how he was before he was brought back the first time,"

"And what if you were wrong?" Jet asked. Flame shrugged.

"Then we would have been skrewed," she answered, "But I wasn't wrong, was I?"

The rest if the killjoys stood silently for a couple of moments, before Flame snapped back into action.

"Now," she said, her voice commanding, "We have to go. Before that Drac I knocked out wakes up and raises the alarm. Our plan is to get out of here, and kill Korse along the way,"

The rest of the killjoys sprung into action, running out of the hall into the empty corridor. Kobra explained to his brother about everything that had happened since he'd been killed as they ran to the infirmary, their first stop.

The hospital ward was empty but for one Drac, who Crimson ghosted at once with the stolen ray gun. Ghoul grabbed his baby girl, placing her safely inside his jacket, so that only a small amount of her tiny head was visible. They then continued to run.

As they ran down the corridor, there was suddenly a loud ringing, followed by red lights flashing. The alarm had been sprung.

Sprinting along the hallway, they made their way to the storage room where all of their stuff that had been taken was placed. They picked up their bags with all their supplies, and left quickly.

"Now, we have to go to the laboratories, and set some explosives," Flame stated. The others looked at her questioningly.

"That's where everything goes down," she continued, "All the experiments, everything that keeps Korse alive, and most of all the serum that brings people back to life,"

"So, why do we want to destroy that?" Flame sighed at Ghoul's comment,

"Because when we kill Korse, we don't want some Drac coming and bringing him back to life, do we? That would defeat the whole purpose,"

And so, they continued along the many winding hallways, headed for the laboratories. All the way, Flame could not hide the feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong.