It all started because of that kid

“Well fuck.” I muttered to myself. I was completely out of water, in a desert and my ray gun was out of charge. I sighed to myself, it looked like I was gonna have to steal some other killjoy’s supplies…. Or better yet, trick male killjoys into giving me them. Yes that was always a lot more fun. I decided to make myself look at least half decent. Most men rarely saw good looking bodies so it wouldn’t be hard to woo them. I pulled out a shard of broken mirror from my pocket and started with my eye makeup. Hey I wasn’t just gonna give up eyeliner because of BL/ind. I applied some more blood red lipstick, well DIY lipstick, and to finish it all off I tied my masquerade mask around my head-it was black with small purple swirls, black sequins outlined the eyes and of course a couple of black feathers springing out from the top. I usually wore it as a makeshift belt buckle unless I was on missions. I looked down at what I was wearing: a black, tight fitting top that showed my belly button and the straps went around my neck and it was sleeveless, black leggings, black ballet slippers that had ribbons winding up my ankles, my duel ninjatos rested on my back and to top it all off my yellow and black ray gun which was in my waist holster/utility belt. I decided to take off my gloves that had hidden metal claws and tie them to my holster. I was now ready to have some fun.

I had been walking for a little under ten minutes when I heard noises. CLANG! I pin pointed the noise and looked over in that direction, I could only make out a couple figures, maybe four males. They were next to what looked like a diner. Perfect. I went into stalk mode so they wouldn’t see me until I was close enough to use my blades if worse came to worse. I smirked as my muscles went into autopilot, I didn’t even have to think about what I was doing. My body used it’s old memories as to how to stay quiet so I just let it lead me. I stood at the side of diner, with my back against the wall. I placed a small knife in-between my breasts for emergencies and stepped out. I no longer kept my footing quiet, I needed them to hear me so they wouldn’t be too alarmed by my sudden appearance.

I was about 2 metres from them and all of them turned around to face me, immediately raising their guns in the process. I studied all of them; there was a short one with black hair, a tall, lanky one with blonde hair, another one with a big fro and the last one, an average sized man with fire-engine-red hair. They all took a quick glance over to the red haired man. Armatures that was a dead give-a-way that he was the leader. I walked five steps closer and stopped.

“Who are you?” The red haired one demands

“Crash Chaos, or Chaos for short.” I reply, being honest “Which one of you could help a poor soul out? I could… repay you.” I say with seductive tone, putting one hand on my hip.

“What do you need?” The redhead spoke again. He didn’t seem to be fazed.

“Ohh you know just a few things…”I trail off and start playing with my hair.

Just then a slightly larger and older man walks out of the diner, I turn to my side so I can see both the man and the group of killjoys. Never turning my back on either.

“You can cut the act Chaos, they ain’t gonna fall for any of your tricks.”

“Dr. Death Defying?” I ask

“Sure is motor baby, welcome home by the way. Heard you travelled outside the desert and I couldn’t track you from then on.”

“Well, you know me. I knew one of your people were following me but it was irritating so I decided to go off the radar.”

“You know her?” the red haired one asked

Dr. Death just smiled at me and I nodded a thanks. I didn’t want them to know exactly who I was just yet.

“You boys can lower your gun, she won’t hurt you… right Chaos?”

“I’ll see” I say coldly.

“So it’s very rare to see you let alone to hear you. So why you here?”

“I’ve just been traveling the zones for info, but I ran out of water so I was planning on having a bit of fun with these boys before I set off again.” I smirked and Dr. Death returned the smirk.

“Well I would have thought you’d have kept with your old ways of sneaking in and taking everything without anyone noticing, seems strange you would even want to talk to people.”

“Yeah well… I might have not wanted to talk to them but it sure would have been fun to play a few games before I swindle their supplies and leave.”

“Ahh, I’m glad you haven’t changed Chaos.”

I noticed all of the other killjoys except the red head lower their guns.

“So” I say turning to the others “What are your names?” I ask, cocking my head

“That’s none of your business.” The red haired one sneers.

Wait- red hair, yellow gun and a blue jacket…. I knew I had recognised him earlier.

“Hmm, let me guess…. You” I say turning to the man with the fro “You’re Jet Star, the short one is Fun Ghoul, blondey is Kobra Kid.” I stay with my usual cold tone of voice, I can’t play any tricks with them now thanks to Dr. Death Defying so there was no point in trying. I turn and start walking over to the redhead, I get in front of his gun and it is now firmly pressed into my chest. “And you, you are Party Poison, no? Well what you gonna do with this?” I ask nodding to the gun. “Huh? You gonna shoot me?” I notice his legs are open and I smirk at the opportunity. I could still have some fun. I use my speed and roll under his legs, turn and wrap my arm firmly around his neck “I dare you.” I whisper in his ear and I can feel him start to shake. Good he should know I’m dangerous.

“Chaos.” Dr. D warns and I let go of Poison “Take a walk with me.” He gestures and I follow.

We get about 10 metres away from the guys and he sits down in the sand once again gesturing me to do the same. I comply and I feel Poison shooting daggers at me.

“What’s up doc?” I say and smile a bit, remembering the old cartoon from my childhood. I mentally scold myself. I shouldn’t be thinking about the past, it’s a distraction.

“Very funny, but however I need to speak to you about a serious matter Crash.” Dr. D turns to me and his face is deadly serious. “Look, I know you. You like to keep moving, no attachments but just consider this…. Stay, stay here with the guys it’s just that-“

“No” I say cutting him off and standing up.

“Just hear me out.”

“No, listen all I came here to do is charge my gun, get some supplies and leave. End of story. I. DO. NOT. Stay in one place for more than 5 days at the most.” I start to raise my voice, I can feel the annoyance start to take over my body and brain so I start to walk away.

“They have a kid here, you know. A girl. Young but…..coming to that age.” Dr. Death springs the bombshell on me and I turn around to find him standing a metre from me.

“I’m no mother.”

“Listen the kid just needs some advice and guidance from a girl for a little while.”

“A little while!?” I spit becoming angry “You just want me to go in there and say to the girl ‘hey there, I don’t know you but pretty soon blood is gonna start to come out of you, you’re gonna get mood swings, stomach cramps and you’ll get boobs which will also hurt. Well, good luck. Bye.’?”

“You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Well it seems to me that you want me to stay here and mother her then!” I through me arms in the air. “That would not only take years, but I, and let me make this crystal clear, DO NOT WANT TO MOTHER ANYONE! I have info I need to catch up on, maps that need updating, I have training to do and I can’t deal with a kid pestering me with her problems.” I say, venom dripping from my words.

“Look-“Dr. Death is cut off by someone screaming.

Notes

Yay! First chapter! Hope you guys like it and please post any suggestions/improvements in the comments. I'm probablly going to update really quickly so keep your eyes peeled.