Ray's POV
While we were in the car, I checked myself over for injuries. I had a cut across my upper arm, my right. It was quite deep, blood leaking onto my jacket.
"Shit, does anyone have any bandages or something?"
Triple Defy looked at my arm.
"That needs stiches. Fun Ghoul, stop driving in 2 minutes, okay?"
He nodded and she started looking through her bag. She took out a first aid kit, and without looking up said "Take off your jacket and roll up your tshirt sleeve as much as you can." I did what she said, wincing. Frank stopped the car and Triple Defy threaded a needle, and cleaned away the blood. Party Posion made a face at the needle and got out of the car. I heard him open the boot of the car and take something out. He rolled under the car, checking for the bugs, I presume. At this point I felt the needle go into my arm and I closed my eyes, and Mikey tried talking to me.
"Does it hurt?"
"No shit, there's a fucking needle dragging thread through my damn arm."
"The actual cut."
"I didn't actually notice at first."
"That's the whole point," Triple Defy interrupted, still stiching my arm up.
"What, so I bleed to death?"
"Pretty much. Most people don't have cars so the don't have time to stop. They realise too late and BL/ind have one less person to deal with."
"That's pretty smart."
"BL/ind's ideas tend to be. That's you stitched up, Jet-Star."
"Thanks. I'll go get Party Poison." I got of the car.
"Any bugs?" he rolled back out.
"I didn't see any, you check."
I didn't find any either, so we got back in the car and drove off. We eventually stopped at a small building. I could hear voices, so I got up and went inside. There were killjoy slogans all over the door. Triple Defy came with me.
"Bad news from the zones, tumbleweeds. It looks like two more Killjoys had a clap with the exterminator that went all Costa-Rica and, uh, got themselves ghosted. Dusted out on Route Guano. So it's time to hit the red line, and upthrust the volume out there. Keep your boots tight, keep your gun close, and die with your mask on if you've got to." the man stepped away from the microphone and turned to us, adjusting his sunglasses.
"Dr. Death?"
"Secret Saviour?" the man clapped his hands over his mouth.
"Shut up!" Triple hissed, glaring at him. "It was you that told me to do the changing name shit!"
"I forgot!"
"Out here you can't afford to!"
"Well we aren't bugged!"
"When did you last check?"
"Last week."
Triple slapped the guy on the back of the head.
"Once a day, at least. You told me that."
"No one has left here for the past week."
"Not the point. I know you too well. You don't lock the door, ever, you don't take shifts for keeping guard. It's a minor miracle you haven't been caught, especially with the broadasts. You made me PROMISE to be careful, and you've been pushing it to the limit."
"BL/ind couldn't get me if they tried."
"That's what HE said, and look what happened to him." Triple growled, glaring at him pointedly.
"Hey, sorry to interrupt this, but what the HELL is going on?"
"Is the car bugged?"
"We checked when you were stitching me up."
"Well I'll check, no offence to you guys, and tell you while we're driving, then come back here and work out what to do. Dr. Death, shoot anyone who follows us, we wont go far." the man nodded and Triple and I left, getting the skateboard out again.
"Looks like we're good, let's go."
We got in the car, and Triple Defy explained everything that I had heard. The others had been outside, so they knew the same as me.
"Dr. Death was in my first group. When we got attacked, we were the only ones that survived, me, him and my dad. He went into shock and walked straight for the droids. I took them down, but he got hit in the eye."
"The sunglasses?"
"Yeah. Anyway, the main guy in BL/ind, the worst guy possible, he was in our group. When he wasn't the Scarecrow. When he was my dad."
"What?!"
"He was captured, and he somehow kept his gun. He killed every single thug. Then he got shot in the brain. He lived, but his opinion changed. He became the Scarecrow, and wanted rid of all Killjoys. He still does. And if I get caught, he'll kill me without hesitation."
No one knew what to say, so Frank just turned the car and drove back to where Dr. Death was.

Notes

A/N:
I have decided that in any of the members of MCR's POV they will address each other with the Killjoy names, but use the real ones in their heads, not sure why, it just makes sense to me.
DEEP stuff from Triple! I hope this makes sense... If not someone please tell me, because I really want this to be true to the albums' storyline.