Behind Amber Eyes

Party

"Damn," said a shocked Ghoul, "how much stuff did we get?"

"At least 3 months of food, a ton of medicine, and some CDs for Dr. D," answered Kobra. They had never gotten that many supplies before - at least not in one place.

"Dr. D is going to be so pumped," said Jet, eyeing the food.

"Just because you're excited about the food doesn't mean everyone is," said Party elbowing him.

"Just admit it, Party. Everybody is excited about the food."

Party rolled his eyes at Jet and continued packing the supplies into the trunk. Once they were done, they filed into the car and turned the radio on. Music blared from the speakers.

The killjoys listened to music and drove back to Zone 2. Before they crossed the border, they saw a white van driving towards them.

"Who's that?" Asked Kobra, pointing to the van.

"Looks like it belongs to Better Living Industries. Be prepared, you never know what a draculoid might do," exclaimed Jet.

The four continued driving. The van inched closer and closer, and with every second, the killjoys became more and more tense. The van was at the front of the car. In unison, the four held their breaths. Their car slowly inched passed the BLInd van. Purple faced, they all let out their breaths with a tremendous whoosh.

"That was a close one," sighed Ghoul.

"I guess they weren't really dracs." Kobra turned around to look at the van again. To his I surprise, the van had stopped. "G-guys," he stammered, "the van stopp-" Before he could finish, a laser shot through the air and hit him in the shoulder. He yelped and lurched forward. Another shot was fired and it hit him in the neck. Kobra shrieked and fell onto Ghoul.

Everyone instantly took out their guns and shot the dracs. Party was on a roll, shooting everything he saw, but a bullet hit his ear. He grasped it in pain as a large buzzing sound sounded in his ear.

The eh entire scene got bad quickly. Kobra was unconscious, Ghoul had blood dripping in his eyes, Jet's hair was nearly on fire, and Party's arms were blistering from all the lasers.

They kept fighting and killing dracs, but more kept coming. We're not going to last much longer, thought Party. they were all tired of being shot at, and the dracs coming from the van seemed to be endless.

They were about to give up when suddenly, the dracs started falling.
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Harley

Harley had made herself at home again. She washed up and put on clean clothes. She wore black jeans, a loose Green Day shirt, and her signature faded converse.

Harley walked over to a mirror. She studied herself. Her eyes had bags from sleepless nights and her amber eyes seemed duller, as if they were covered by a blanket of hidden memories. She shook her head. Harley didn't want to remember her tragic past. She grabbed her helmet and vest and made her way to Dr. D

Dr. D on the other hand, was searching for killjoy distress signals, but nobody seemed to be in much distress today.

Harley walked into the radio station. Dr. D nodded to her. They sat in silence until Harley broke the silence.

"Does Show Pony know?"

"About what?"

"About me."

"Yes, Pony knows," answered Dr. D.

"Why did you tell him?" Snapped Harley.

"Calm down," soothed Dr. D, " he was curious. He got suspicious so I had to tell him. He might've told somebody, and we couldn'tve risked that, could we?"

Harley sighed and shook her head. It was better Pony knew.

Out of nowhere, the radio buzzed. Harley and Dr. D leaned in. They could barely make out the voices, but it was just enough.

Theee were gun and laser shots. "Shit!" Yelled a man's voice. " Kobra's down."

Harley gasped. "Is that Ghoul?"

"Damnit, Party! He's on me!"

"Then get him off and grab his gun!"

There was rustling and more shots. Harley looked at Dr. D. A look of surprise was plastered to his face.

"Get Pony," he demanded.

Harley ran out of the room and yelled for Pony. He quickly zoomed towards her on his skates. Harley shrieked Andre stopped abruptly in front of her. She motioned for him to come inside.

"Listen to this," said Dr. D. Pony and Harley scurried over to him.

"Fuck! There's too many!"

"We're not going to be able to have the food we got."

"Jet! How can you be thinking about food at a time like this?"

More curses were spat and more guns were fired. Dr. D then turned the radio off.

"I've located them. You two need to find them and help kill the dracs."

"Help who?" Asked Pony.

"Party,Kobra,Jet, and Ghoul!" Yelled Harley.

"Now, Pony take the med supplies. Harley, take whatever you need to kill the dracs, then help Pony. Got it?"

They both nodded Harley swung her faded leather vest on and put on her helmet.

"Here," said Dr. D, handing her a bandana, " so they don't recognize you."

"Thanks," smiled Harley as she slipped the bandana on.

She ran outside. Pony was waiting for her outside he bike.

"Are you gonna skate all the way there?" Harley asked,noticing he didnt have hi bike.

" Well, sweet cheeks," He smirked, "I thought we could share, if that's okay with you."

Harley rolled her eyes and gestured to her bike. The two climbed on, Pony after Harley.

"Dr. D thinks their no more than 15 minutes away. He advises we attack from behind so they don't see us coming."

"Sounds like a plan," said Harleyas she cocked her wrist back. The engine roared. In a split second, they went from standing still to breakneck speed.

"Who the hell taught you to drive?" Yelled Pony.

"Do you want to get there fast or not?" Party rolled his eyes and grasped Harley even tighter.

In a matter of minutes, the two of them were hoping of the motorcycle.

"That wasn't 15 minutes at all."

"You're right," answered Harley, "it was a 5 minute drive."

"You were breaking the speed limit."

"To hell with the speed limit," smirked Harley. " Now here, take this gun. I can take them down without it."

"Are you sure?"

"Just trust me."

The two of them snuck behind the dracs. Harley could barely make out the figures in the car with all of the dracs crowding around them. Silently, the two of them carpet forward. Pony raised his gun, looking at Harley for a signal to shoot. Harley mouthed "wait" as she crept up to the nearest drac. in the blink of an eye, she snapped its neck.

"Now!" She yelled. Pony started shooting. Harley kept jumping around, snapping necks and crushing skulls. She picked up two guns and started shooting them as well.

Lasers and bullets flew through the air. Harley could feel her skin bleeding, but she was determined to kill every last one of these dracs. Her heart sped up with every drac she saw on the ground. It was almost as if she had multiplied in skill. Harley became faster, stonger, and more agile. She was killing twice as fast. Her blows were harder, her shots more acurate.

Soon, on, there were only three dracs left. Then two. One.

Harley kicked the weapon out of the remaining drac's hand.

"You monster," she whispered into its ear. Harley spat on yet, then ripped off its mask. Who she saw was a surprise to her. Her jaw dropped. She had to shake her head to snap herself out of year trance. She then yanked the mask down on its face and sent a kick to its temple. Not enough power to kill, but enough power to knock it unconscious for a while.

Harley and Pony told around the dead dracs, breathing and sweating heavily. The focused their attention to the bloodied, burned killjoys in front of them. "Time to help, " she said, and the two of them made their way over to the four bodies in the car.

Notes

Another long ass chapter, I know. Tell me something to work on in the comments :)