So here we are again. Chapter 6 is here.
Sorry if you really wanted the chapter and for the slow update...
"Great! Now I'm lost!" Well, at least I know there's up and down. I couldn't believe it. I was completely lost in a maze of air vents. I swear I passed the same intersection about 10 times already. If anything's good, they aren´t screaming yet.
"Oh, don't speak like that m'boy. Why don't you let BL/ind take it all away, you´ll never have to worry about those things. Just trust me." Kosre declared with a maniatic yell. "NOOOOOO!" they all screeched, praying that Shadow had an excellent sense of timing
Ok, so they weren't screaming yet and I was still lost. The building had two upper levels and one was divided in half, making them three. I went down and went to the upper level of the basement. Stupid maze like building. Divided and all. Stupid smartassery of dumb Korse. As I passed the upper level of the damn basement, I heard them talking. I had found them, but decided to stay hidden until they needed my help. I leaned in a bit further, trying to make out what they were saying. Just my luck, I ended up on top of a vent exit that was conviniently unscrewed. So I fell dow just as I heard their scream of plea.
"Ahh!" Phantom fell from the vent exit and landed on one of the leather black couches below. ""Ah Phantom! I thought that you'd never come. I was getting worried." Korse mocked. "Oh you didn't have to." she quickly aimed a shot at the control machine, freeing the killjoys.
As before, they fought, though this time, the killjoys were easily subdued. They just couldn't concentrate. Who should- better yet, who could- they trust? The girls had only used them and Korse would do the same. What now? Was Dr. Death Defying lying to them too? The Killjoys were once again held down by the Draculoids. Phantom Shadow was about to run down the stairs to help them, but Korse grabbed her by the back of her jacket. "If you're going down, I'll give you a lift." he whispered menacingly as he dragged her and got her on the other side if the railing. "You're not gonna throw me right?" Phantom asked him worriedly as dread overtook her mind.
"Take this as an example." Korse announced so every killjoy could hear him. "Could you seriously not throw me?" she pleaded. Korse pretended to ponder over it as the Fabulous Killjoys were being forced to see the tragic scene unfold before them. If something went wrong, Phantom would undoubtably die. "Um...no." Korse said with a sinister smile adorning his pale face. "You will suffer the same fate as your family. In fact, think of this as a favor to you and every one else. You'll soon be reunited with your family and people here can live better, pest." unknown to him, Phanom had thought up of a plan. She had unzipped her jacket, revealing a teal Agent P shirt, now all she had to do, was wait for the perfect moment, and so it came. "Thought you'd say something like that. You won't get rid of me that easily though." she slipped off her jacket and went plundering down, to the ground below. Although they felt betrayed, they couldn't help but scream. They fought so people could live as before. Like it or not, she was one of them and they stood together. Even if she had lied, they had a feeling that she didn't tell them that she was a Gypsy for an important reason. "Phantom!" the one could tell, but Party's scream was the loudest and most concern filled.
Phantom landed on the backrest of the couch and promplty fell on the floor behind it. This had been a good enough distraction for the Dracs loosened thie grip on the killjoys. The killjoys took advantage of this and the fight again began. Jet-Star went to see how was Phantom. This time, they wouldn't let Korse get away, and they'd get answers, because they knew that there was somrthing going on that they weren't aware of.
"Hey, weird move you pulled out there. You ok?" Jet asked me as I got into a sitting position. "He would've thrown me harder anyways. I'm fine. Lets go help the rest of them." Jet got up and held out his hand to help me up. I held out my left hand and winced when he pulled me up. "Gah. I don't think I'm as fine as I said I am." I told him as I rubbed my sore wrist. "Alright. Lemme think... I'll go get Party and you stay here." I sat back down obidiently. I'm so royally screwed. If Korse somehow doesn't manage to kill me, Party Poison will poison me to death.
A few seconds after, Party dodged a ray and sat in front of me. "Where?" I showed him my left wrist. I flinched away when his cool hand touched my wrist. "It's broken. Here, I'll fix it for you." his voice was gentler, but I knew that he was still angry at me. And with all reason. "Thanks a lot." I at least had to thank him properly. It meant more than he thought. "No problem. Why'd ya jump? It could've gone terribly wrong." he sounded so much like my father when he scolded me because I had messed with soething dangerous. I smiled sheepishly. "He would've thrown me harder. I just wanted to lessen the pain." Party looked up at me, many emotions in his eyes. "You owe me- er, us- an explanation." he said. "Do you really want to talk about it now?" I asked, reminding him of where we were. "Fine. Later then. Promise?" he asked me. "Cross my heart and hope to be a Scarecrow." I made an 'X' over my heart for emphazis. I'll give you all the answers you need. Just not as soon as you think. "Hard to believe, but I'll take it." he finished patching me up and left. I got my own gun out and followed his lead. I wasn't even angry at him. Nope. I knew why he didn't trust me. Back to level zero.
Now the question to consider: What the heck have I gotten myself into?
All done. The next chapter, well, I'll try to put it up as soon as I can. Thanks a lot for your reviews and for stcking with me. Special thanks to Gasoline Diamond. Really, you are the one that has left more reviews. Thanks.