I look cautiously at the members of my team, as we stand hidden behind a wall, barely out of view from the Dracs. We were an all female squad, the four other girls broke out of a girls home when BL/ind took over, I barely escaped extermination. None of us wanted any part in what they had to offer, we weren't the first though. That was Party Poison and his crew, they named themselves The Fabulous Four, kinda stupid if you ask me.
We're a team of five, four other girls and I. I make eye contact with each of them as we wait to make our move on the horde of draculoids just on the other side of the wall.
My eyes first landing on Toxic Storm, a slim girl, with long wavy black and green hair, and striking green eyes, her mask pulled down over her face, it was dark grey with bright yellow lighting bolts across it, she was a force to be reckoned with. I remember her neon green combat boots which somehow always managed to stay clean even in the desert, black skinny Jean's which never seemed to get dusty, and fingerless black gloves she never took off. Last of all her black leather jacket with a neon green skull on the back.
Neon Hunter, a thin girl with a natural hourglass figure. Her short hair dyed silver with pink tips, somehow managed to stay perfectly straight. Her beautiful baby blue eyes that seemed to perfectly reflect the color of the sky on most days. She always had a pair of purple converse, they were her "lucky shoes." A pair of steampunk goggles stayed down over her sensitive eyes, shielding them from the sun. She always rocked a pair of loosely fitting blue jeans and a green off the shoulder crop top, and of course, the leather jacket signature to our group, hers was purple with a light blue skull on the back.
Cyanide Candy, a small, slightly chubby girl who was always underestimated, we learned real fast she wasnt as soft as she seems. Now, I dont say she was chubby to sound like I'm putting her down, it's just the way she's built... Her shoulder length hair was split dyed pink and blue. She wore slightly scuffed light blue boots, lavender skinny Jean's, fingerless skeleton gloves and a hot pink leather jacket with a purple skull on the back. Her grey eyes always stuck out against her mask, split pink and blue, opposite to her hair.
Adrenaline Bunny, CC's twin sister, they had the same build and were almost identical. A.B. As we referred to her, always kept to her natural appearance she didnt have as much of a draw toward the dramatic killjoy dress the rest of us adopted, which came in handy at times. She always had a light brown, choppy pixie cut and grey eyes that matched her sisters. She wore scuffed brown boots, dusty black skinny Jean's, basic brown goggles and a dark brown leather jacket with a black skull on the back.
Then the fab four, we merged our groups, hoping more firepower would make taking out this horde easier. They were in the way of a major supply shed, breaking in would give both of our groups enough supplies to last months, which a few months break from raids and fights was more than us killjoys could hope for.
Working with fab four also meant working with Angel Bones. A self proclaimed loner who broke it off with her partner after they had some kind of fight. No ones seen or heard anything from her ex-partner since. Bones mostly hung around Fun Ghoul, he didnt seem to mind to much, even when she'd connect herself to him if she felt one of us were getting to close. It was quite obvious how she felt about him, but he was completely oblivious. They always swore up and down they weren't together and she'd turn into a blushing mess and dissapear for a few hours. They obviously have some kind of past together...
Working with her has its ups... and its downs. Shes an amazing shot and makes barely any sound when she walks, but she has rage issues. She's easy to piss off and when you get her riled up enough, shes near impossible to calm down. The girls a fucking psycho, but she also cares deeply for the people she's close to and refuses to let anyone hurt them. I remember she once had a knife to some dudes throat at a Mad Gear And Missle Kid concert cause he was trying to pick a fight with Ghoul, that wasnt gonna fly. Fun Ghoul himself was already wasted and wouldnt of lasted long against him anyways. It took the remaining three members of the Fab Four to get her off of the guy.
I'm snapped out of my thoughts as Party Poison steps up closer to me and my group "you guys ready?" He asks, I nod, trying my best not to get lost in those hazel eyes. "Ayo, Y/K/N, snap out of it bro!" I hear Bones' soft voice from the other side of Poison, basically attached to Ghouls hip. Her voice never really matched up with her word choice...
Before I know it, we're going our separate ways around the wall, running full speed at the Dracs ahead. AB and CC leaving us in the dust as they dash ahead of us.
I told you the twins weren't to be underestimated...
We all kept running, blasters drawn and taking down as many Dracs as possible.
We obviously underestimated the number of draculoids that were there, we soon were closed in, my group separated from the fab four. A large blast takes out most of the Dracs, knocking me into a crater. I look around, most of my group down, I sit, unable to move, waiting for the fab four or Angel Bones to return.
No one shows...
Soon enough, I'm brought in by Korse to BL/ind headquarters.
And thus begins our story...
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Demolition Lovers
Fanfiction‼️DISCONTINUED‼️ Party Poison x Reader! Fun Ghoul x OC! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When there's a bounty of one thousand carbons over your head, it's hard to know who you can trust... The Fabulous Four are a group of killjoys, hellbent on takin...