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Saving the Fabulous Killjoys (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 8: For all of us who've seen the light

Pink Insanity?

The artificial happiness had left an uncomfortable tingling in my body. My door opened and something was thrown in. I didn’t open my eyes. Then, it groaned.
“Pink. PINK?!” I opened one eye to see Party Poison, clearly a nervous wreck, but still happy to see me. Our eyes met. His smile disappeared and was replaced by pain. I shook my head and turned away. I could have bet my colors that the old man was watching.

“Pink… not you too.” “My name is Shirley.” He dragged himself over to me and took my hand. His’ was warm and sticky. “Pink… look at me. Pink.” I kept my gaze away. If our eyes locked again, he would see that Pink Insanity was dead. I took a deep breath and soothed the pain. “Just… stay away from me. You’re no hero.”

A moment of silence. “Shirley…then… can you help me? I can’t feel my hand.” I turned. His clothes were smeared with blood and he was awkwardly trying to stop trembling. “I guess.” I scooted over to him and picked out some of the deeper embedded fragments with my nails. Then, he let me rip off a piece of his shirt to use as a bandage. The air was stuffy and still as I worked. I was covered in blood by the time I was finished, but at least the wound was covered. “Okay… so I’m done.” “Can you… stay here? Please don’t go away.” I shook my head and went to the corner of the room. We both looked up to the camera in unison.


Party Poison

The world was crashing around me, but I managed to keep my sanity. I knew the pain would begin any moment now. At least Jet was free and my brother was still in there…somewhere… but for how long, I didn’t know. I hoped Fun Ghoul was okay, but hope was all I could do right now. Something hit me. Was Pink trying to tell me something?

I looked over to the little bundle in the corner. She was as far away from me as humanly possible. “I’m sorry.” She didn’t even twitch. I knew sorry wouldn’t cut it. I began thinking. How were we going to get out of here?

The door opened and a plate two plates of food were dropped in. Pink instantly moved towards hers’ and I remained frozen. Had she really given up? Or was there something I didn’t understand?



Jet Star

Something wasn’t right… why weren’t they chasing me? “This smells like a trap.” I stopped the motorcycle and left it at the side of the road. Then, I searched my clothes, my hair, my mouth, my shoes… no tracking chips. I looked up to the sky. I would have to start a campfire in about two hours. I looked in all directions. There was no sign of any place I could take shelter and no sign of water.

I determined which way was east and began walking. It would probably take me about three days to find one od Dr. D’s hideouts… and if he happened to be there, I wouldn’t starve. But what if he wasn’t? “Aww man. I wish Party was here.”

Party always seems to know which way to go and how to find food and shelter.


Fun Ghoul

“Jet, you crazy motherfucker.” The alarms stopped as soon as he got away. So Jet gets all the excitement, and here I was… bored out of my mind. I sure wished I had a cigarette. I stood up and began pacing. Maybe I ought to be thinking about away to escape too…. Get Party and run. But… Party wouldn’t leave without Kobra… and if we escaped, Korse would probably kill him.

“WHY CAN’T SHIT BE SIMPLE?!” I slammed my list into the wall and a hollow sound came out. Huh? I began knocking all over the wall, it was hollow in some places and solid in others. “What the…” it was in that moment that the wall opened like a door. I scurried away as it revealed a hallway.

“What’s up with you guys and hidden doors?” the door stayed stubbornly open and no dracs came out. Knowing that it might be a trap, I stood up and stepped inside. I turned around quickly, waiting for the door to shut behind me, but it remained open.

I followed the hallway and it led to a room. It was almost like the one I had left behind, but this one was full to the brim with games, A sofa, a T.V, and a box of tapes. I popped the first one that I found on the table into the DVD player and sat down to watch.

Mikey.. Korse and Pink. But there was something wrong with the image. There were needles hanging out of Pink’s arms and she was babbling away. I turned up the volume to listen. “So… of course, Party figured out about us daddy. And he promised not to tell the others.”
I did a double take. DADDY?! “This is messed up.”

I thought back at Pink. About the night she lit the match. Her face… why hadn’t I noticed before? Party knew and he didn’t tell us? Why? “What happened next?” Kobra’s voice. He was injecting another dose into Pink’s arm. He told me that if I ever put them in danger, he would kill me on the spot, but I know now he was lying.”

I yanked the tape out and threw it across the room. Then, I reached for another. It had filmed the time we spent in the basement. They had always been watching us. I looked at the box more closely now. There were about eighteen tapes and they were all labeled. How long had we been in there? How long had Party been lying to us?

Then, I remembered something that calmed me down completely. I owed Party my life. “I don’t care what he does. I’ll follow him.” I left the T.V. on, and as I walked, I gathered my thoughts from where they had been locked up.





I was the last one to be found, therefore, the last one to be rescued.

It began like any normal, boring, completely depressing day. I stepped out of my room (or should I say, cell) to the gray Battery City morning and looked up at the news screen. An image flashed across it. Then the words: Everything is perfect. I took a deep breath, smiled as big as I could and began walking to the main building. On the way, I could also see others attempting to look happy when they were far from it. We were being herded for medication today.

Suddenly all the alarms took off like helicopter blades. We were taken inside by BL/ind guards and the doors were shut. “Everything is fine” a guard said, to a few worried people “you’re safe. Don’t worry.” Although this sufficed for most of them, I was still looking over my shoulder at the squad of ten guards that had just come out from a room.

We were taken to a higher room and away from the noise. There, we were divided into two lines. I was old enough to join the guards now. I gulped as my turn got nearer, and nearer, and nearer. “Here you go.” I looked at the small white pill and popped it into my mouth. The world blurred and turned sunny. I knew that I wasn’t really happy, that it was just the drugs… but you get what you get.
We were then taken to another room where we were fitted into clothes and handed masks. “If you follow me, we’ll go to training.” A noise echoed out in the hallway and the other officers left. But not me. I was frozen in my spot. When I could finally move, it wasn’t to where the others had disappeared, it was in the opposite direction.

I followed the noise and entered another room. I knew this place. This was where they kept all the pills. A loud crash. Then, an officer on the ground. A red blur. I shook my head and focused. It was… a girl… and she fought like a warrior. Another loud crash. She was knocking down the shelves. Pills were everywhere. Huh?

My mask was pulled off my head and I spun around. The girl… only it wasn’t a girl. It was the prettiest guy I had ever seen. He smiled. “You’re supposed to try and kill me now, rookie.” I dropped the gun and stepped back. He cocked his head and shot a drac behind me. “Respect. I like that. I’m going out into the zones. Wanna come with? I could always use an extra man.” Tears began to come out of my eyes. I couldn’t speak, so I nodded.
He understood.

We began running. Well… HE ran, I stumbled along awkwardly. Everything afterwards was a blur. Guards, the desert roaring around me, a firefight… when I came back to, I was being carried out of a car.

“You should have seen it! There were millions of shelves. I only had to push one and the rest fell like dominos.” The redhead said, laughing. “Party, are you insane?!” a puffy-haired guy yelled “You could have gotten killed!” “But I wasn’t.” that shut everybody up. Then, they turned towards me and another entered the room.

“Frank?” Party asked. At first, I freaked out… but then I remembered I was wearing a nametag. “Yeah?” I asked hoarsely. Party sat next to me and the other two came closer. They were a weird bunch. I tried to talk. To tell them what I had just experienced, but I was in too much of a shock.
“He should rest, Party. He looks worn out.” The blond one said getting up “Plus, we have to wait until the medicine wears off. I remember how weird it is to talk when you’re drugged.”

Party nodded and they left. I grabbed Party’s arm before he could go. “Thanks.” He nodded.

Notes

i love that filler :)

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@BLOOD'Y REVENGE
So much.keep going

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12/30/14