The Last Hope
Prologue
Prologue
There hadn’t been much noise around the place since the men had left on their month long mission.
They were due back two weeks ago.
Understandably, the women in the diner were all wallowing in their own versions of self pity.
It was probably hardest on Green Electrix who, at seven months pregnant, was very worried about Jet Star, and whether or not he would be back in the time for the birth among other things.
Flash Feather had the baby to keep her semi-occupied most of the time. At five months old, Zombie Hero was proving to be just as troublesome and curious as his father, Party Poison.
Emerald Blood had Revenge Venom asking her about 500 times a day, “where’s dad?” “I thought he was supposed to be home,” “I wanna talk to dad!” “Are they back yet?” Eventually, Emerald handed the twelve year old a ray gun, and told him to practice his shooting to get him out of her hair.
Static Laser had her hands full with the twins, and Emerald had been helping her out. Cherry Bomb and Lily Zoom were the world’s most energetic three year olds, and Static had another monster on the way as well, a secret only the women knew about, Static had only found out during the time the men had been gone.
Everyone was pretty chill inside the diner, just waiting patiently for the men to come back, getting distracted by their children or almost children.
Everyone except Emerald.
Venom was pretty adept at entertaining himself when he wasn’t pestering his mother, which left Emerald alone quite often when she wasn’t helping Static with the twins. Emerald had endured four panic attacks in the last week alone. She was having trouble coping without Kobra, as weak as that made her sound.
Three of the attacks had happened when she was alone with Static, who was half-trained as a medic, and knew what to do to calm Emerald down. Yesterday, however, she had been helping Venom with combat skills, when he asked her something about Kobra which triggered another attack.
Mostly she would relive the time her and Kobra were captured and tortured, when she was seventeen, he had been nineteen. Uncontrollable screaming and crying was usually what occurred when she was reliving her painful memories, which shocked Venom. He had never seen his mother like that before. Venom knew his mum and dad loved each other a lot, but he had never known how much they relied on each other to keep themselves sane.
Luckily, Venom had thought to run and get Static, who had helped calm Emerald down.
Today, Emerald was helping Venom with his shooting accuracy. They were behind the diner, in the makeshift shooting range that had been set up years ago, back when Emerald had been a teenager. She noticed that he wasn’t asking any questions about Kobra Kid today.
Venom had just shot a perfect round. Ten shots, all hitting the exact centres of the various targets. His skill was increasing every day, and Emerald knew that it was just a matter of time before he started asking to go out on a raid with the men.
Venom was looking at her expectantly, waiting for some comment on his exceptional shooting no doubt. But Emerald was lost in thought. It was probably about time she told him. He was twelve years old now, old enough to know why his mother couldn’t handle being separated from his father. Old enough to know why, sometimes, his mother or father would wake in the night, screaming. Old enough to know why his mother had broken down yesterday.
“Mum?” Venom asked looking up at her. With a start, Emerald realised he had grown. He was nearly up to her shoulder these days. Emerald had always been short, Venom must be taking after Kobra, who was the tallest out of all the Killjoys in the diner.
“Sorry.” She apologised quickly. “I was lost in thought.” She smiled at him, but he didn’t seem to buy it.
“What’s wrong?” he demanded. “I know that’s your worried face. I’m not dumb.”
She looked at him sharply. He was a lot smarter than she gave him credit for.
Emerald sighed.
“Sit down.” She instructed. I’m going to tell you something.
“Has this got something to do with what happened yesterday? Why’d you do that?”
Emerald gave him an echo of a smile. “If you keep asking questions, you won’t find out”
Revenge Venom immediately sat down in the desert sand.
“Now then, I’m sorry about what happened yesterday, I’m sorry you had to see that, but when we were teenagers, something really…. really bad happened to your father and I, and we never really got over it.”
There hadn’t been much noise around the place since the men had left on their month long mission.
They were due back two weeks ago.
Understandably, the women in the diner were all wallowing in their own versions of self pity.
It was probably hardest on Green Electrix who, at seven months pregnant, was very worried about Jet Star, and whether or not he would be back in the time for the birth among other things.
Flash Feather had the baby to keep her semi-occupied most of the time. At five months old, Zombie Hero was proving to be just as troublesome and curious as his father, Party Poison.
Emerald Blood had Revenge Venom asking her about 500 times a day, “where’s dad?” “I thought he was supposed to be home,” “I wanna talk to dad!” “Are they back yet?” Eventually, Emerald handed the twelve year old a ray gun, and told him to practice his shooting to get him out of her hair.
Static Laser had her hands full with the twins, and Emerald had been helping her out. Cherry Bomb and Lily Zoom were the world’s most energetic three year olds, and Static had another monster on the way as well, a secret only the women knew about, Static had only found out during the time the men had been gone.
Everyone was pretty chill inside the diner, just waiting patiently for the men to come back, getting distracted by their children or almost children.
Everyone except Emerald.
Venom was pretty adept at entertaining himself when he wasn’t pestering his mother, which left Emerald alone quite often when she wasn’t helping Static with the twins. Emerald had endured four panic attacks in the last week alone. She was having trouble coping without Kobra, as weak as that made her sound.
Three of the attacks had happened when she was alone with Static, who was half-trained as a medic, and knew what to do to calm Emerald down. Yesterday, however, she had been helping Venom with combat skills, when he asked her something about Kobra which triggered another attack.
Mostly she would relive the time her and Kobra were captured and tortured, when she was seventeen, he had been nineteen. Uncontrollable screaming and crying was usually what occurred when she was reliving her painful memories, which shocked Venom. He had never seen his mother like that before. Venom knew his mum and dad loved each other a lot, but he had never known how much they relied on each other to keep themselves sane.
Luckily, Venom had thought to run and get Static, who had helped calm Emerald down.
Today, Emerald was helping Venom with his shooting accuracy. They were behind the diner, in the makeshift shooting range that had been set up years ago, back when Emerald had been a teenager. She noticed that he wasn’t asking any questions about Kobra Kid today.
Venom had just shot a perfect round. Ten shots, all hitting the exact centres of the various targets. His skill was increasing every day, and Emerald knew that it was just a matter of time before he started asking to go out on a raid with the men.
Venom was looking at her expectantly, waiting for some comment on his exceptional shooting no doubt. But Emerald was lost in thought. It was probably about time she told him. He was twelve years old now, old enough to know why his mother couldn’t handle being separated from his father. Old enough to know why, sometimes, his mother or father would wake in the night, screaming. Old enough to know why his mother had broken down yesterday.
“Mum?” Venom asked looking up at her. With a start, Emerald realised he had grown. He was nearly up to her shoulder these days. Emerald had always been short, Venom must be taking after Kobra, who was the tallest out of all the Killjoys in the diner.
“Sorry.” She apologised quickly. “I was lost in thought.” She smiled at him, but he didn’t seem to buy it.
“What’s wrong?” he demanded. “I know that’s your worried face. I’m not dumb.”
She looked at him sharply. He was a lot smarter than she gave him credit for.
Emerald sighed.
“Sit down.” She instructed. I’m going to tell you something.
“Has this got something to do with what happened yesterday? Why’d you do that?”
Emerald gave him an echo of a smile. “If you keep asking questions, you won’t find out”
Revenge Venom immediately sat down in the desert sand.
“Now then, I’m sorry about what happened yesterday, I’m sorry you had to see that, but when we were teenagers, something really…. really bad happened to your father and I, and we never really got over it.”
Notes
So this is my first Killjoy fanfiction, I've written other MCR, but they are all unpublished.This is a flashback story. The prologue is set in 2046, the majority of the rest will be set in 2033, when my OC Emerald Blood is 17, and Kobra Kid is 19.
Thanks for reading!
