Save Yourself, I'll Hold Them Back

Interrogation

Two of the other Killjoys that had been standing beside Inked, I later learned to be called Deathly Happy and Vibrating Raindrop, Deathly had black hair with a blue streak running down the whole left side of her head. She was wearing a long-sleeved, dark blue shirt, black high-tops and black skinny jeans. The only way you could tell her apart from the shadows and the dark was the bright blue glove on her left hand.

Raindrop had long, waist-length, sea-green hair with a fringe that covered her eyes. She was wearing a jacket similar to that of Party Poison, and she wore white and blue striped shorts. On her feet, she wore knee-high, silver DMs and she wore sunglasses that covered the most of her face.

Deathly and Methane led me into a small room which used to be my old kitchen, I'd noticed that the cupboards had been ripped from the walls and the windows were smashed in, the walls themselves were covered in graffiti, writing, lists of things and pictures. The only furniture in the room was the table that used to sit against the wall that now sat underneath a bulb which was dangling from the ceiling and a small chest sitting beside the door. "This is our interrogation room!" Methane grinned.

"It's also my kitchen..." I mumbled.

"What?" Methane and Deathly said in unison.

Zacky chipped in just then as he, Inked and Dissonant walked in, locking the door behind them. Shoving his phone back in his pocket, he said, "Ghoul and Kobra should be on their way ove-"

Dissonant and Methane squealed, "FUN GHOUL AND KOBRA KID?! OH MY GOD THEY'RE COMING HERE?!" They then proceeded to dust off their clothes and run their fingers through their hair, "Do I look okay?!" They asked each other, then burst into fits of laughter. Inked then hit them both across the head.

"OW!" the pair glared at him

"Wise up," he growled, "Just because they're the famous Killjoys, doesn't mean we have to go all Beiber fangirl Twitard on them." 

Dissonant glared at him once more then giggled. She grabbed my arm and led me over to the table, "Sit." she commanded and pulled out a stool from underneath the table. "We'll interrogate you as soon as...they get here," she continued giggling and returned to Methane, who was giggling with her.

Half an hour later, 30 gruelling minutes of, "NANANANANANANANANADRUGSGIMMEDRUGSFUCKLIKEAKENNEDYEATPLASTICSURGERY", there was a knock at the door. “They’re here,” I heard Vortex whisper through the door. Deathly walked over and unlocked it, opening it to see the two men standing there, her dark attire contrasting with their colourful appearance. 

Methane and Dissonant’s jaws dropped as they ran over to hug them. “It’s been too long, Fun Ghoul,” Methane whispered into his ear, the shoes she was wearing making her an inch taller than him.

“I know, sweetie,” he hugged her back and smiled, “It’s nice to see you again.”

“GET IN THERE, FUN GHOUL,” Inked grinned stupidly at him and Methane hit him.

Analysing the scene in front of me, I said, “Whoa, are those two…like...dating or someth-”

“No,” Kobra cut me off, “they’re just incredibly good friends. Me and Dissonant however…”

Dissonant looked up at him, smiling, and kissed him and he ran a hand through her electric blue hair. Raindrop wolf-whistled and Dissonant glared at her, too happy to do anything properly about her. 

“So about interrogating Gates here…” 

After Kobra and Ghoul had ushered the other six of them out, I hadn’t moved from where Dissonant had sat me about an hour earlier, they both sat opposite me. Ghoul was leaning right over the desk so he could be ‘all in my face’.

“Are you a Drac?” He asked.

“No.” I responded.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Where have you been the past eight years?” 

“I don’t know."

"You don't know?"

"I can't remember"

“Why weren’t you shocked when Vortex accused you of being a Drac?”

“I didn’t know what a Drac was.”

“ARE YOU A DOUBLE AGENT?”

“NO!”

“Well,” he pulled out a small bag of pills, “BL/I pills, are you sure you don’t want to try some?” 

I took the bag off him and opened it, my eyes widened and I tried to take them all at once. I was like an ex-weed addict in a marijuana farm. . Kobra Kid immediately snatched the bag off me and began whispering to Ghoul. They both stood up and walked into the next room where the other six people were. I pressed my ear to the door, eager to hear what was being said.

I have no idea what had come over me, I'd never seen those pills before in my life, yet I found myself strangely addicted to them. Now that I'd seen them, I began to notice simple withdrawal symptoms. I began to feel very anxious, sweat breaking out in my forehead

“Well?” I heard Deathly say, “Is the guy a Drac or not?”

“WELL,” Ghoul said, mocking Deathly, “I believe that he is, or was a Drac, however, he doesn’t seem to remember.” 

“He could be bluffing,” Raindrop pitched in.

“No, I don’t think he is.” 

So, they thought I was a Drac… I thought to myself, biting my lip, I wasn’t a Drac! I couldn’t have b- my train of thought was interrupted by the door opening and all eight of them walked in.

“So…” Methane said, “We think you’re a Drac.”

I just nodded and slowly walked over to the chest beside the door, if it was still filled with what it used to be when I owned the house, then I was in luck. I pulled out a fedora and a pair of sunglasses, putting them on, I smirked and said, “Not anymore I’m a Killjoy motherfuckers.”

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A/N: So here's yet another Author's Note. 

Inked Chain, Vibrating Raindrop, Ominous Vortex and Methane Moonlight all belong to me.

Dissonant Skye belongs to the awesome Victoria (TELL HER I SAY HI! http://jealousyhasonlygotonefriend.tumblr.com/)

Deathly Happy belongs to this amazing person here, http://devilschild34.deviantart.com/ , TELL HER I SAY HI!

Before you go all "NO KOBRA KID/MIKEY HAS A WIFE HE CAN'T BE DATING SOMEONE ELSE~~OMG~~" on me, I'd like to remind you that this is fanfiction. 

That is all :) See ya!