I´m really sorry for not updating in a long while! I´ll try to make it up to you! For now, hope you enjoy the next chapter.

I started my bike again and sped off. The Fabulus Killjoys hot on my tracks. As I drove, I started thinking about the voice I heard earlier. It was a male´s voice, that´s for sure. I thought some more and scratched out Korse (as if he could mess up my head!), the killjoys (they wouldn´t know how), Dad, Tombstone and Revolution (none of them had a reason to be messing in my head and they know better than to try). I doubt that any other killjoy I´ve met would even know how to get in my head, much less bother me and turn it right side up. (what can I say? I´m crazy and my head can´t be more messed up than it already is.) As I kept thinking, I now recognise that the voice was speaking in Icelandic. No one that I crossed out before knew how. Well, neither did I honestly. I only know how it sounded because... Desert Bandit spoke it! The only one that I know that knows how to speak Icelandic is him! And if dad´s theory is right, Desert is the one talking to me. Now the problem is figuring out what the heck he is saying. The thing´s that he´s got a knack for saying really impotant things at the wierdest times and to dig the knife deeper, they aren´t just important, they´re good advice or warning.

I gave up trying to find out what Dessert was saying because most likely he was just taunting me. I mean, that´s his full time job even after he´s dead. He even said so once. "Izzy, I´ve already got a job. It´s to bother and annoy you every day of your life, even if I´m dead. That´s one on the things that I´m here for, sis," I then told him to get real and that if that was his job, I had one too and it was the same one as his. Yeah, he really didn´t like that too much. I started calling him Dessert.

Have you ever heard the phrase, "Speak of the devil and he shall appear"? Well, something similar happened. Though it was more like think- of- your- dead- brother- and- he´ll- appear- before- you- so- stop- the- damn- bike- before- you- hit- him! I hit the breaks and did a semi- circle, stopping just behind him. He wore his usual worn out jeans and a rusty red leather jacket over his faded blue shirt. I stared at him as he moved closer to me. Same brown eyes, same messed up dark, hazel hair ad a new white-like glow surrounded his frame. "Hey lil´ sis! I just need to talk with ya but I see that this isn´t the best of times. Listen, Korse isn´t your main target. Go to our old hideout, though you need to get Korse outta the way. He can´t know what you´re up to. See ya there later." a slight breeze picked up and he vanished as the sand came up. I didn´t know what to do, so all I did was to yell at where he had been and hope he somehow would hear me. "What the...? How are you even talking to me? Aren´t you... I don´t know, DEAD!?" I burried my head on my hands, trying to ease the upcoming headache.

The others caught up to me. With my luck, they probably heard the whole rant. "We´re in the middle of no-where. Why´d ya stop here?" Jet asked. "Dully noted. Thought I saw someone. Baldy´s hideout´s close though, probably ´bout ten miles from here." I said a little shakily. I´d be more worried if I wasn´t worried... I may have lived my whole life with my dad that knew everything and anything about supernatural, but that was a mere joke until you actually had a reason to believe. "Fine then. let´s take a move on." Party said in his "leader tone" as I call it. "Actually Party, I think Shadow´s kinda sick. My mom once told me that halucinations are a symptom of a sickness. Maybe Lawbreaker should go with with her. Ya know, to make sure she doesn´t crash...or hit invisible people." Fun Ghoul said, twirling his finger next to his ear. I´m thinking that he thinks that I´m crazy and doesn´t want me st smash my bike in their car... "I´m fine, I´m not sick or crazy in that sense, ok?" I told them. "I dunno Partsy. I really think that Lawbreaker should drive." I glared at him. "You´re right. Lawbreaker, you drive." I wanted to protest but the tone in his voice meant that there was no further discussion in the matter. Law got on and we were on our way. Again.

So now I´m sure that my brother´s rummaging round my head and everyone else thinks I lost a few screws. I´ve been through worse. I just hope they can still take me seriously. "Law, I got a plan. I will pretend to die now that we´re fighting off Korse. You keep the act going. Leave asap, ok? While that, I´ll be at our old hideout, when I call you, you pretend that it´s Dr.D and go over with the rest of them. By then, all the gadgets will be finished and we can take all Scarecrow units down from the main base and then wipe out tht others." I made it sound as if I were sure of what I was doing, but I was already questioning the sanity of this plan. "But why don´t we simply kill Korse now if we get the freakin´ chance?" she asked. I knew that she was angry because Korse killed Tombstone, her fianceé. "Look, I know you want revenge, but I got the suspicion that he´s hiding something important in the game of cards he´s got. Listen to me this once." I heard her sigh but then give in. "Okay, but only because your plans work. Can I at least leave him in a bad shape?" I smiled and said yes. "Yay! Do I tell the others?" oh shoot! I forgot all about them! "Not for now, but if you really can´t help it, only tell Grace and make her promise to keep it a secret." she nodded and what we were looking for came into sight.

We soon got to the building. I got down and Law killed the motor. The other killjoys came to a stop next to us. As they came down, they surveyed the area. "So this is it? The trading centre that you were taliking about?" Kobra Kid asked unamusedly. Can´t blame him, it doesn´t look like much. "It´s not one. I just said it because I don´t know what it is and it annoyed me so I called it like that only for the fact that there was food." could´ve called it a market then. "Ah. I get it. Makes sense... I think." I shrugged. "Does to me Kid." "Anyways, it really doesn´t matter right now. You remember how you came in right?" Party Poison asked. I opened my mouth to say something but then closed it. "Now that I think of it, I don´t exactly know. I know that there´s a bacvk door. I just don´t remember where. Sorry ´bout that." I said sheepishly as I scratched the back of my head. "Nah, don´t worry. You got us this far." Ghoukl said kindly. "And if we don´t find one, we can open onevof our own." Jet suggested. We all nodded in agreement and started looking around. I found some air vents and Grace found a large metal thick, wooden door with an old stlyled garygole knocker.

"Are you seriously going through the main door?" I asked incredulusly. "Uh, yeah?" The blond one asked. I find these nicknames hilarious. When this is over, I´ll probably tell them. I shrugged. "Have it your way Jose. I´m going through the vents. Scream if something goes wrong." I told them flatly. Fun Ghoul simply had to be his funny self and make a joke out of it. "Why? Ya scared?" I stopped. "No, I simply don´t have a death wish, because that´s what happens when you go through the front door of your enemy." I deadpanned. "Okay then." Party said, "but that only happens in movies kiddo." he ruffled my hair as he said that. I swatted his hands away. That is a privilege only Dessert had...or is it has? I kept going. They moved towards the door to open it. I could already see that getting there would be a problem. It was like ten feet over me and I´m onle 5´6!

Sorry I cut it off like this, but then it´d get very long and frankly tedious. I got the rest of it ready so it should be up very soon.

Thanks for sticking with me

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