Party Poison's POV
I started off running as fast as I could, until eventually coming to a stop at an old electronic rental place. I walked toward the door and gave the handle a jerk. It was closed and locked shut. Damn it. I walked along the corner of the building where I saw a broken-in window large enough for my slim body to crawl through. I took in a deep breath and looked around. This place was truly messed up in every way. There was dust on nearly every surface, including the floor, cobwebs stretched from shelf to shelf, and everything in sight looked like it hadn't been touched in years. I started to question whether or not this was such a good idea. My head pivoted and I caught a glimpse of a small laptop. I advanced toward it and picked it up. It looked old and beaten, but otherwise in pretty good shape. The laptop was small and light, and seemed to function properly. Perfect. I sat down in the corner of the old store with the small computer to do some research. It would be best if I stayed there, since nobody was around and I wouldn't be seen. This was due to the fact that I was well hidden, there in the corner, and it seemed that nobody had even stepped foot in the store in years.

I opened the lid of the laptop and was greeted with a blue screen, the word Welcome centered in the screen in white letters. The screen went black for a second and then showed a white background with a single icon of a web browser in the upper right corner. I double clicked on it and found that the wifi connection was strong. I looked down at the white gun in my left hand that I had stolen from the man in the suit. Better Living Industries was written in black letters across the side, accompanied with a tacky black and white smiley face. I moved my cursor to the search engine and began to type. Better Living Industries. I found a link and clicked on it. As I read, my eyes widened to the size of the full moon outside. Bl/Ind. was not what it seemed.
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Kobra Kid's POV
I ran for what seemed an eternity until I eventually reached the city limit. There, I stopped and waited for my older brother to meet me like he promised. After what seemed like an hour, I decided that it would be best to keep going, seeing to it that my brother was not coming. Just in that instant, however, I turned my head and saw a figure running at full speed toward me. It was my brother. He held and outstretched finger, indicating that I should keep on running. I started off slow, but eventually gained the full speed that my body could handle. By brother eventually caught up with me. It was no surprise, since my brother was incredibly fast, and could outrun me any day. After an extended amount of time running in the dry, rocky desert, the two of us came to a stop. My brother paused for a second before collapsing onto the dusty red dirt on the ground. I did the same.

"Where, were you," I demanded.
"I had some things to take care of," a sorrowful look spread across my brother's face. "Plus, I had to do some research," he said on a more cheery note, motioning to the old, beat up laptop he was carrying.

I was confused on how he got the laptop in the first place, but I decided to not question it. More important questions invaded my mind. "What's going on? Why did you tell me to run? What the hell happened back there?" I bombarded my brother with questions.

"Hold on, hold on," my brother tried to slow down the flow of questions I was throwing at him. "Just-" he said harshly. "Just listen to me," he said in a softer tone. "Better Living Industries is not what it seems. They are trying to posses total control of Battery City, and quite possibly, the entire world. Remember those so-called 'vaccinations' those suited men were trying to give us. They had tracking chips in them. They are deadly, and they will not take your life into consideration. They will stop at nothing to get what they want. And if we disobey them, we could get sent to prison, or worse--killed," my brother tried to explain as much as he could to me as fast as possible.

"But you attacked those men. That could get us into big trouble, you idiot!" I fumed at my brother, anxiety hitting me at a hundred miles per hour.
"Uh..." my brother started cautiously. "I kinda did more than that."
"What did you do!?!" I almost screamed, but tried my hardest to keep quiet in case someone could hear me.
"I killed one of the men," my brother finally admitted, his face totally expressionless. "The other two got away, but I shot another one in the leg."
"Damn it!" I was so scared and angry I didn't know what to say. "We're going to die!" I finally exclaimed. "We're as good as dead. Mostly you, but they are going to kill me for going along with you, or at least give me life in prison."
My brother had a look of worry and sadness spread across his face. "Please don't tell them," he pleaded and burst into tears.
I walked over to him and let him bury his head into my shoulder. "Don't worry, I won't tell. But If we are going to stay here, we need new identities so the Bl/Ind. can't track us down. I think I'll go with Joe," I said with a laugh.
"No," my brother said abruptly. "It has to be something original and completely different. We wouldn't want to get an innocent person in trouble. I'll go with... Party Poison," he said then smiled.
"Are you being serious?" I said with a laugh.
"Yes. You must address me by Party Poison from now on," my brother said with a more confident smile.
"Okay," I agreed, and then laughed. "I'll be... Kobra Kid!" I exclaimed.
"Then it's agreed," stated Party Poison.
"Agreed," I replied.

The two of us turned our heads to marvel at the golden rising sun before taking off running again.

Notes

Sooo... sorry for taking so long on the update. I've been busy and this chapter kept getting deleted. I promise I will at least try to update more often. Thanks for reading this! Comments, votes, and subscriptions are always appreciated! I love you all and you are all perfect and beautiful! Keep Running! <3