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Saving the Fabulous Killjoys (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 35: Let me break this awkward silence

Agent Cherri Cola

I opened the door to a soft sobbing. A young boy. Slightly younger than Party. I stepped into the room carefully.

"Why are you crying?"

He looked up. As soon as he saw me his cheeks tinted a light red. I got closer and sat on the edge of his bed. He was trembling.

"A bad memory.... don't worry about it...."

I pulled him into a hug. I could feel his heart speed up as he tried to find words.

"Agent Cherri Cola. At your service."

He nodded as I released him. Still trembling.

"My parents." He whispered "they were.... today is.... their...."

He shook his head.

"I'm too old for this. Sorry you're wasting your time with me. I'm far too old to be crying about this...."

I shook my head and he shut his mouth. I then pulled him into my arms and slid in next to him. His heart was beating so fast, it was nearly a blur.

"Go to sleep." I whispered softly.

He snuggled closer to me and closed his eyes. So innocent.... I ran my hand through his hair and he shivered.

"Why are you being so nice?"

"You're scared, aren't you?"

He nodded softly. I stayed quiet and he closed his eyes. My own heart skipped a beat. It was a few minutes before his heart returned to normal. I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling sleepy. He let out a light snore and I giggled. I closed my eyes and dozed into a light sleep......

"Cherri?"

I opened my eyes to see Party. He looked at the boy, then at me, and gave a smile. I blinked, still not used to his bright red hair.

"That's my little brother." He said softly.

I nodded and carefully disentangled myself from him. He stirred slightly, but remained asleep.

"He had a nightmare."

Party looked extremely worried.

"I thought he would be stronger, but he's still weak..... He still acts like...."

"Not everybody is strong. You have to give him time."

"It's been a year. I can't stand to see him suffering anymore...."

I looked back at the boy. He was still sleeping peacefully. I pointed outside. Party followed me. He had a pained expression.

"I'm worried he'll never.... learn to accept it. What should I do?"

I took a peek back in the room. Fast asleep.

"Give him time. It took you some time to adjust. Maybe he takes a little longer."

He cocked his head, thought for a second, then shook his head.

"He hasn't even picked a name yet.... He's not even trying...."

"He IS trying. You just can't see it yet. Don't worry. He'll be fine."

My heart had relaxed by now. I took one final peek at Party's brother and shut the door. Then, he made our way to the cafe. Pony and Dr. D were sitting at a table with two other unnamed killjoys. They quieted down as we came closer. This.... was all of the resistance. For now. We pulled out some cans of food and began to eat. Party was hardly in the conversation. He was lost in his own thoughts.

A sound from the outside. Party jumped out of his seat. His hand flew to his gun. We all did the same. In a second, the door burst open and dracs invaded the place. I saw Party's eyes go wide. His brother. He tried to go back inside, but they blocked him. Korse. He stepped inside the cafe and looked around. A snort.

"So. These are the killjoys, huh?"

"Fuck you!" Party yelled, as he began to shoot the dracs that approached him.

Korse looked at Party in a strange way. Hate. Loathing. He then looked in the direction Party kept glancing at. I saw him snort and begin to make his way down the hall.

"STOP HIM. PLEASE!" Party screamed, as he fought against more dracs.

I nodded to him and began to make my way down the hall. Two dracs jumped right in front of me. I struggled to keep my eyes on Korse. He was checking all of the rooms. Suddenly, I saw him smile. No! I shot both of my dracs in the head. Then I turned to kill one that was sneaking up on Party. I ran all the way down the hall to the room Korse had disappeared in. I opened the door.

Korse had a gun pointed to the boy's head. He was smiling. The boy's face was a mask of fear. He shuddered and closed his eyes.

"What are you doing?! Don't just let him kill you!"

Korse pulled the gun away from Party's brother and aimed it at me. He clipped me in the shoulder. Then, he shot my gun out if my hand. His gun went back to the kid's head. That bastard was actually enjoying the moment.....

Party burst through the door.

"Please," he stuttered, falling to his knees "don't hurt him, please.... please."

"You are?"

"Party Poison."

Korse's eyes went wide with excitement. He had the only thing that could control the great Party Poison at gunpoint. He grabbed his arm and yanked him off the bed.

"I'm willing to do anything. Please.... let him go...."

The boy's face showed pain. And then he did the unexpected. He snatched Korse's gun out of his hands and slapped him with it. Then, as quick as a cobra, shot Korse right in the stomach. Korse cursed and grabbed the kid's hair. No emotion. He shot Korse again. This time, forcing him to let go. He was fast. He knocked Korse off his feet and pointed the gun at his head. A soft click. He pulled the trigger again. Empty. Korse pulled out another gun then and shot him in the chest.

Dracs in the room. Party shrieked and fought against them as Korse smirked.

"Your brother, Poison? And here I thought the same mistake couldn't happen twice."

"DON'T HURT HIM!! PLEASE!! STOP!!!"

"And what is YOUR name?" Korse mused, as he crouched down next to Party's brother, who was panting in pain.

I couldn't help it. I yelled the first thing that came to my head.

"RUN! KOBRA!"

Our backup was there in a second. Pony was the first inside. He knocked down the drac that was on me and rushed to help Kobra. Unnecessary. As soon as I yelled his name, Kobra had punched Korse in the face and he was now fighting with him. Hand to hand. I blinked as he nailed kicks I never could have done myself. And with a bullet wound. My stomach fluttered.

In a second, Korse took hold of his leg. Kobra managed to wrench it out if the madman's grasp and attempted to kick him again. Korse punched him across the face. A loud crack. Blood. He grabbed Kobra and pressed the gun to the side of his head. Kobra was now limp. Pony pushed off balance, catching Kobra before he hit the ground.

"Hello crossdressing freak."

My face went red from anger. As did Pony's. He didn't take the bait though. He pointed his gun at Korse.

"Call off your guards and leave." He spat through his teeth.

Korse laughed and looked around. His guards were struggling with the killjoys. He looked slightly worried and finally, he walked away. The guards retreated and Party rushed to his brother. Pony was already applying pressure on the wound with his t-shirt. Kobra's face was expressionless. His eyes were open. Good. Still alive.

Kobra Kid.



Missle Kid

I woke up to SCREAMING. I rolled off the bed to see that Cherri wasn’t in hers. I followed the terrible noise down the long halls until I got to the room. John. He was pulling at the straps that had him bound and screaming so loud it hurt my ears. Pony, Party, Cherri, Jet, Kobra and Dr. D were trying to calm him down. In a second, Pink stuck her head through the door.

“What’s going on?”

She was half asleep.

“It’s okay…. it’s okay…” Party said to John, to me and to everybody else.

I looked at the clock. I didn’t know how to read it, but I knew enough. Early. Terribly early. Even earlier than the sun. Pony was trying to get John to swallow a pill, but he kept spitting it out. His face was red and tears were streaming down his face. A loud beeping filled the room. A fast beeping. Pink went over to him and pulled him into her arms. He screamed, cried and struggled. She held him there for what seemed like hours. Finally, the screaming died down to soft sobbing and trembling.

"Dr. D. I discovered something….The split personality," John mumbled" Its the opposite of what a person is normally like.... It gives you a sort of new... confidence to do things you normally wouldn't."

So all those things Party did.... he actually WANTED to do them? No.... Party was a good guy. He would never do things like that. Party’s eyes locked with mine. I could see that we were both thinking the same thing. Pink let go of John, but stayed by his bed.

“Dr. D….” Pony said, frowning “If that’s the truth then Party…. Did you ever think about doing what you…. tried to do?”

Party began to tremble. He stepped back, looking at all of us.

“I….I….”

He took off running. Pink tried to go after him, but Pony held her arm.

“What did… Party try to do….”

“Rape.” Pony answered instantly.

Everyone was lost in their own thoughts. They came back when John began to pull at the straps again. We all looked at him.

“Kill me.” He sobbed “PLEASE Dr. D!”

“What do you feel. What is it.”

John’s eyes shot open and he looked at Dr. D wildly.

“Do you know how many people I’ve hurt? I can tell you things that would make sure you never sleep in your entire LIFE.”
He was talking faster and faster.
“And now, those things are coming back All those people I tortured all those people I killed THEY’RE SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF MY HEAD AND THEY WON’T SHUT UP I CAN’T TAKE IT ANY MORE I CAN’T TAKE IT ANY MORE!!!’”

"In your head?” Dr. D asked softly “INSIDE your head?”

John nodded as his hand tightened on Pink’s.

“I’m going to look for Party.” Kobra muttered, leaving the room.

I followed him. I left the room and chased him down the hall. He was so absorbed in his thoughts, he nearly bumped into the wall. Then, mutterings.

“I’m a bad bad man…. I’m a bad bad bad bad man…”

We turned the corner to see Party rocking himself softly on the floor. Kobra kneeled next to him. I stayed at the corner.

Party?

Kobra said nothing. He only hugged his brother. Then, he whispered something into his ear. Smack. Party punched him in the nose. Even after that, Kobra hugged him again. I went closer to them and plopped down right next to Party.

"You shouldn't be here," he muttered "please go back."

"You're not evil, Party. People make mistakes."

"I can't fix this..."

My turn. I smacked Party on his right cheek. Hard. He gasped and put his hand on the newly reddening skin.

"Stop it! You're PARTY POISON. You can fix ANYTHING. So what if you made one mistake? You're only human!"

Party was looking down at the floor like a guilty child. I felt sorry for hitting him, but he needed it. I held myself back from apologizing.

"You're right, Missle Kid. I'm sorry it took me so long to realize it."

Party looked at his brother then. He took a deep breath and smiled.

"It's okay, Kobra. You don't have to worry about that."

Kobra's face relaxed and he pulled his brother into another hug. He mumbled something else into Party's ear. Party's face turned slightly red. He smiled and mumbled an apology. He looked relieved.

More screaming coming from the room. Party stood up.

"I'm not ready to go back there yet. Can you guys please..... go?"

Kobra nodded and took my hand. He led me away from Party, who had begun walking down a long, white he corridor I had never been in.

"Let me go with you!"

He turned to look at me, then smiled a sad smile and nodded. I let go of Kobra's hand and ran over to him. His fingers were trembling when he took my hand. He wanted to say.something. I waited patiently while he got his words together.

"In sorry I haven't been the leader you guys deserve-"

"Stop it. You're the best leader, Party. Now listen to me. You're hardly perfect. We don't need you to be perfect. We need you to be exactly what you are."

He smiled. A shy, real smile.

"When did you become so wise?"

"Dr. D." I giggled.

He laughed and picked me up. Then, he swung me around for a few seconds and hugged me.

"You're my princess, Missle Kid." He whispered sweetly.

It was these moments I lived for. When Party was happy, I was happy. I hugged him back.

"You'd make a good daddy, Party."

He smiled and looked to the floor.

"You think so?"

"Of course."

He spun me around again and put me on the floor. We then walked down the hall, talking about things with no importance at all. Rooms. That's all there was. Endless hallways and rooms. Corners and white tiles. Finally, we reached a staircase. Party stopped. I gripped his hand and began to pull him towards it.

"Are you sure?" He asked softly.

I nodded and he led me inside. The steps got worse on the way down. Soon, they were all crumbled. A door. A locked door. Party slammed himself against in and it soon gave way.

A small room. A small cage. It had no windows at all and there was a large tube that fell from the ceiling. Blood on the walls. A girl's room. I could tell by the little stuffed animals that lay on the dirty ground. Party walked over to the wall. Something was scratched on it. Tally marks. I got closer to see. I knew the bundles were five.... I counted them slowly then waited for Party to reveal his total.

"Twenty seven." He muttered, putting his finger on them.

Drat. I had counted twenty six. I had missed the one that was completely caked in blood. 27..... what? Was the person 27 years old? Or had they been beaten 27 times? We continued looking around. A small, white bed. Party searched it carefully. Underneath the pillow, he found a small pink bracelet. That color was the.brightest thing in the room. Nothing else. The.rest of the room was crumbling into itself.

Party put the bracelet into his pocket and took my hand. We left the room. Up the stairs and across the hall in silence. Finally, we reached the room. John was asleep. As was everybody else. They had collapsed around the bed and were sleeping peacefully. Party nudged Pink gently. She opened her eyes, blinked, and hugged him for a few seconds that were like hours.

"I love you." I heard Party whisper.

"I love you too."

Pony yawned and was sitting up when the question hit.

"Pink…. Will you marry me?"

Pony instantly began to shake all of the guys, who grumbled at first, but finally sat up. They all looked at Pink.

"Of course!"

"WAY TO GO PARTY!"

Party placed a gold ring on Pink's finger and she kissed him as everybody clapped and hooted. I went over to Pony and told him of what we had found in the basement just as I reached over to take the small bracelet from Party's pocket.

Pink paled when she saw it.

"That's mine." She whispered "you guys found my room...."

"What's 27?" I asked a little too loudly.

"Times I tried to escape." She said. There was pain in her voice.

"I... I'm sorry I...."

"Its okay. Its not your fault."

Notes

i was away for a while... im sorry i took so long to update...

Comments

Sorry I stopped commenting. I've been horribly ill. But I'm back now and hope you'll continue this.

@ATOMIC_IMPLODER
for you, honey bear

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@BLOOD'Y REVENGE
So much.keep going

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12/30/14

@BLOOD'Y REVENGE
So much.keep going

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12/30/14