Behind Amber Eyes

Pony

Harley had gotten herself into a rut, and Pony knew that. Both Ghoul and Party were interested in Harley. They were going to talk non-stop about her.

"Well, you blew it," Pony sighed, looking at Harley.

"Don't even start, Pony."

"Wait until Dr. D hears about your new love interests. I'm sure he'll be overjoyed."

"Since when was my business your problem?" She snapped.

"Whoa, sweetcheeks. I'm sorry, okay?"

"And stop calling me sweetcheeks," she added. "The next thing we want is Dr. D to think you have a thing for me."

"Oh, I don't think that'll happen," said Pony, climbing on the bike after Harley.

"And why not?" She snapped.

Pony sighed. "I'm too afraid of you to like you. Damnit, Harley, you terrify me."

"That's only because you know what I can do," she murmured. And with that, she pd off to Dr. D's radio station.
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Harley

Harley made it there before the others did. They were at least five minutes behind. She jumped off her bike and ran to Dr. D.

"I need all the guns you can find. Any food supplies would be great. Hair dye. Black hair dye. Hurry, we don't have much time."

Dr. D stopped his broadcast and wheeled himself to a closet.

"Grab anything you need," he said, opening up the closet, "and hair dye is on the bottom."

Harley quickly grabbed her bag and filled it up with things she might need. Her bag was filled with the brim with weapons and food. She stashed a few things in her pockets, just to be safe.

"Pony, help me dye my hair," she rushed. Quickly, he tore open the box and mixed the dye.

"Are you sure you want black? It will never come out."

"Yes, just do it!"

Pony applied the dye all over Harley's scalp.

"It says here to wait ten minutes then rinse."

"I don't have that time, Pony. Go check and see if they're here yet. If not, move my motorcycle to the back." Harley handed him the keys. "Now go!"

A few minutes had passed and Pony hadn't returned. Harley began to get impatient. There wasn't much she could do but wait. Harley stripped off her dusty clothes and put on new ones. She checked the time on her hair: 8 minutes. Close enough, she thought as she rinsed her hair.

Harley looked into the mirror. She looked like a totally different person with black hair. Only her eyes showed who se used to be. She grabbed a pair of sunglasses. Better, she thought, now I'm completely different.

Moments later, Pony burst in.

"They're here, Your bike is in the back. Hurry."

Harley grabbed her bag and nearly knocked over Pony while she ran outside, only to be stopped.

"Who are you?" asked Kobra. He was swaying lightly and grabbing the wall for support.

"Lana," Harley blurted in some sort of accent.

"Are you Scottish?" He asked, his eyes out of focus.

Harley raised an eyebrow. "Uh, yes my parent were."

"Why are you here then?"

"I've lived in the zones my whole life," she lied," now, I need to go-"

"Last name."

"I'm sorry?"

"I asked what your last name was."

"I know, but I really have to-"

"Just tell me!" He yelled, tears brimming his eyes.
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"Johnson!" She blurted. "My name is Lana Johnson."

"Lana Johnson," Kobra whispered before he crumbled to the floor.

"Pony!" Yelled Harley. He came rushing around the corner. His face paled when he saw Kobra.

"You need to go now, before they come."

Harley nodded and turned around, barely catching Party's eye before she sped off to her motorcycle.