Make Some Noise-Killjoy Fanfic

Run Away, Like It Was Yesterday

-Kobra Kid's POV-

I woke up on the floor of the diner, my eyes felt puffy and sore, reminding me that the events of yesterday wasn't just a dream. "What the fuck," I heard Jet call out from outside. He must have fallen asleep out there after what happened. I stood up, stretching out my sore back and walked to Party's room, I was going to apologize for being an ass to him. I was mad, but not mad enough to ruin my relationship with my brother.

I knocked on his door lightly, "Party?" I didn't hear a response so I opened his door. He was laying face down in his bed, he was still wearing all of his clothes and his hair was more disheveled than normal. I sat down at the foot of his bed, and he stirred a little. "Party, I-I'm sorry for how I reacted yesterday, I'm still upset, but it was the right thing to do, and-and I shouldn't be so mean to you, you're my brother and nothings going to change that," I was looking down at my hands, pulling at the skin around my nails. I felt a big hand on my shoulder, and saw that Party was up and looking at me. "I was being an idiot the past few days, I deserved it. Cheer up, kid. Now, lets go check on Jet,"

Party got up and walked out, with me on his heel. We headed outside of the diner and Jet was still laying on the ground. "Hey Jet, feeling any better?" I asked. Party and I sat on either side of him and Jet sat up slowly. "A little. I guess," He said. I heard the door to the diner open and I saw Ghoul looking at us. I smiled, trying to make him feel better, Ghoul smiled back and joined us.

We had cheered Jet up pretty well and we were messing around outside for awhile. We were fixing up the Trans AM and spray painting it with some of Party's paints. It was beginning to get dark out when we heard a buzz on the radio. We ran inside and turned up the volume. "Attention! This is NOT your precious Dr. Death, this is a transmission that is only coming to the Four, so listen up! We have your precious Atom Starr in our secret base in six. We have her locked up and are beating her, we have a special recording we thought you'd like to hear." The voice cut away to a higher pitched voice. "Stop calling me that," It was Atom. I heard a loud noise and her scream. I heard more of her whimpers and more sounds of abuse. Then a voice came back, "What do we have here? Did you get a boo-boo? Here, let me fix that for you," I heard Atom scream and I felt the sheer pain in her voice. "Good night Princess," the static returned and the original voice was gone.

"A-Atom?" I whispered, still staring at the radio. "ATOM!" I screamed, I punched the table and I dented it. My legs gave out and I was sitting on the floor again, unable to move. The three were trying to pick me up and talk to me, but everything was quiet. Their mouths were moving, but nothing was coming out. All I wanted was Atom to be here, and not being tortured. "Atom," I whispered and then collapsed to the floor, the darkness overwhelming me.