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You Want The Heart, Or To Be Saved

We Could Get Somebody Else But We Want Someone Like You

As one might imagine it took a while for BLI to recover from the four man onslaught that took out many of their draculoids, drastically bringing down the average total of killjoy fatalities to no more than one a week at best.

It'd been two months since they came marching into the offices, blasting everything and everyone as they went and things were still being organized, vital software being replaced and draculoid numbers being replenished both through volunteers and well, non-volunteers since not that many peaceful residents of Battery City wanted to have a mask slapped on their face and a gun thrust into their hands.

It was because of these problems they called in the girl often referred to as Hex.

No one knew if it was her real name or if she even had a last name, she had simply showed up at the main office of Better Living Industries and demanded they give her a job as an Exterminator. She already had the commissioned ray gun - it was unknown how she obtained it - wore entirely white clothing and had the same bottle of pills that were given to those working as ghosters.

At first she was treated with caution since they thought the killjoys may have gone as far as to send a spy into the midsts of the company but they were proven to be very wrong, very quickly.
Almost as if to humor her they had sent Hex out to Zone Four, told her to bring back the bodies of a few killjoys and said nothing further, she hadn't been given draculoids as an accompaniment, only a car and nothing more.

A few hours later she reappeared in the offices, dragging along body bags with Johnny Concrete and Tammy Bounce, two tumbleweeds known for their pill popping and violence; they'd been given Korse the runaround for months.

It shouldn't be hard to guess how quickly she fell into place under the employment of BLI, she took her pills daily, brought in bodies when asked to and never kicked up a fuss even when she was more than within her right to; she was the perfect killer, young, smart, ruthless and heartless, some say even more so than Korse.

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Comments

@Another_Reckless_Killjoy
I've written this as a oneshot for a fanfic competition on Wattpad, that's why I had to make it go along so fast. I really wanted for it to have an end so I was forced to comprimise and cut out some bits that would have drawn the story out much longer.

Loving this so far, it just seems a little bit fast paced. It's really different from any other killjoy stories I've read though, can't wait for more ^_^