Desert Ghost: DESTROYA's Gift

Blasters and Masks- Chapter 2

I woke up on the couch with something heavy on top of me that hadn't been there when I fell asleep. I narrowed my eyes against the morning sun streaming in through the slits between the wood boarding the windows and looked to see what it was. It was.. Ghoul?

The shorter man had fallen asleep on top of me, I assumed. I laughed to myself and pushed him off of me. He fell over against the arm of the couch and continued snoring. Damn, was he a heavy sleeper! I sat up and looked around the room as I stretched. Poison was sprawled out in an arm chair while Kobra and Jet were no where to be seen. Although, I did hear a noise from outside.

I got up and quietly walked over to the back door of the diner. The noise was coming from behind the door. Curious, I slowly pushed it open and peeked out. Jet-Star and Kobra Kid were having a shooting practice. Most of the noise was coming from Kobra; when he missed, he'd curse fairly loudly at no one in particular. I stepped out and watched for a minute before I'd been noticed.

"Oh, Ghost! You're awake," Jet turned to me and said, acknowledging my presence.

"Yeah, I just got up," I replied. I looked around the area. The two killjoys had been blasting some of the cans like the ones from last night, only they were stacked on crates. I looked at Kobra's blaster. It was primarily red with white stripes and "Deluxe" written in fancy lettering on the side. After a minute he saw me staring.

"We need to get you a blaster. You don't have one, and you'll need one to survive out here," Kobra said.

"And a mask, of course!" Jet-Star chimed in, a smile appearing on his face.

I looked between them for a moment before asking: "So, where do I get this stuff, exactly?"

"Don't worry about that, we've got all you'll need right here," Jet answered. I guess I looked pretty confused because he chuckled and grabbed me by the arm. Jet quickly led me around the side of the diner until we reached the front. I hadn't noticed it yesterday, but there was a white vending machine with the same smiley face logo that was on the cans near the door.

"What's this?" I asked, still mildly confused. Kobra walked around to the front of the diner then, and stopping next to us, put a hand on his hip, and looked at me as his shades slid down to the edge of his nose.

"That's a vending machine from Better Living Industries. It has ray-guns and food in there. I've already hacked it for us so many times that we can just use it normally now, so go ahead, press a button," Kobra explained and motioned for me to go up to it.

I stepped up to the machine and looked inside. Through the thick, dusty glass I could see a column of blasters, while the rest of the columns were filled with white cans. I brought my finger up to the keypad and pressed "A1" and watched the rack move until the ray-gun fell into a bin at the bottom. I knelt down, pushed open the flap, and pulled it out. It was plain and white, like a blank slate. It did match with my outfit, but it wasn't exactly my style.

By now it was getting pretty hot out and Kobra led us inside. We needed to go inside next anyways because that's where they kept the extra masks and paints. Ghoul had moved from the sofa and was now sitting with Poison in a booth, listening to the radio. Poison was painting their nails a bright shade of red and mumbling about how they'd need to visit Dr. D soon.. I wondered who that could be, but kept following Jet-Star as he led the way into a room that looked to be an old office. As I walked inside I noticed that Kobra had stopped following us and had dissapeared somewhere. I shrugged to myself and looked around. There were crates and boxes of things strewn about, old dusty blankets on the floor, crusty old posters pinned to the walls, and a couple shelves with tiny figurines on them. The room was an absolute mess, but Jet seemed to know exactly where everything was, and quickly pulled out a box filled with a variety of potential masks and another with paints.

I dug through the box until I found a mask I wanted. It would cover my whole face, leaving holes for my eyes. It was dusty and brown, but if I cleaned it and gave it some fresh paint, surely it would look as cool as I imagined it.

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I'd been sitting at the booth for hours now. The only other one up was Poison, as everyone else had already gone to sleep. I was putting the finishing touches on my mask, and my blaster had been done for awhile.

The mask had a white base. The eye holes were outlined in black, making it look like it had on eyeliner. There were purple X's crossing out the eyes. A frowning mouth with sharp teeth that stretched across the whole width of the mask had been painted on in black. Red paint dripped from the mouth looking like blood. I think it resembled me pretty well!

I'd painted my blaster a nice purple, save for a white stripe along the length of it. I'd painted on a black, jagged lighting bolt that went along the white stripe, almost looing 3D in a way. I painted on four black stripes in front of the trigger- one for each of the Fab Four. I also painted two black lightning bolts at the base of the blaster.

Poison walked over to the booth, watching me with a small smile as I yawned and stretched my arms. I set my head down in my arms on the table, my eyelids heavy, as I noticed Poison. They mumbled a quick "So long and good night," before putting the remaining paints in a box and carried them away. I drifted off to sleep not long after.

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A/N- Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I want to try to consistently update the story as I really like what I have planned so far. Keep kicking ass killjoys! So long, and goodnight.