My Life as a Teenage Killjoy (MCR fanfiction)

Chapter 2:The Fabulous Killjoys

  When I finally woke up, I was scared out of my mind. I had no idea where the heck I was other than a very dark, cold and damp place. As my eyes adjusted I could now see that I was in a cave, and one question crossed my mind...

How the hell did I get in a cave?

Last I remembered I was in the orphanage climbing up the stairs.

Like seriously what the actual hell?

When my nausea and pounding headache finally decided to subside I got up from the cold, damp ground and took in my surroundings. There was a very small opening off to my left which was providing the only light in the whole cave. I could hear water dripping somewhere off in another part of the cave and the ceiling was so low that I couldn't stand up straight. Suddenly I heard shuffling and really weird noises that sounded like some kind of gun from a sci fi movie or something. Then all of a sudden I heard someone come into my cave.

"Hello?" I called out, my voice echoing off the walls. That's a cool word, echo. I wonder why it doesn't get used more often...

Darn my ADD brain.

Aw, c'mon, you know you love me.

Uh, no I don't, you make situations harder.

No I don't, being random is part of my charm.

Shut up.

No.

Dammit.

"Hello?" A male voice came back to me.

"Is someone there?" I asked.

"Where are you?" The voice said.

"I'm over here." I said, walking towards the voice.

"Where?" The voice asked again, and I could just make out four sillohuets in the dim light of the cave.

"Right behind you." I said. And they all turned around.

"Oh, hello." The one who was talking to me earlier said. He was wearing a huge helmet that said "Good Luck" On the visor, a red jacket with a cobra on it in a little circle and a yellow and black zebra print t shirt. He also had black gloves.

"I'm Kobra Kid," He spoke again, "But you can call me Kobra."

"And I'm Jet Star," One with an epic fro said, "But you can call me Jet."

"I'm Fun Ghoul," A rather short one with a green gun said, "You can call me Ghoul."

"And I'm Poison, Party Poison." The last one with a cool mask, flaming red hair and a yellow gun said. I smiled.

"What's your name, Sweetheart?" Kobra asked me.

"I'm..." My hand came up to my chest as I tried to think of a cool name. Then my hand went over my pin...

"I'm Crash," My voice echoed off of the walls, "Crash Echo."

"Cool name." Poison said. I smiled again.

"Well, Crash." Ghould said, "What're you doing here?"

I laughed a bit. "I honestly don't know. I don't know how I got here."

"Oh..." Jet said, "Okay, why don't you come with us?" My heart swelled. Finally, some people I could trust.

"I would love to!" I said enthusiastically. They all laughed at me and I smiled.

"Well, c'mon then, Crash." Poison said taking my hand. He crouched down in front of me, "Hop on." He said. I realized he meant his back so I wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his torso once he stood up. I could still hear weird lazer noises going on outside and Kobra handed me a black gun.

"Just in case." He said. I nodded and slipped it into my boot. And then we were off.

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Hello Again my little Killjoys! How are things?

I really hope you like this chapter, even if it's short and it sucks... but hey, this story's never gonna get anywhere until we develop it a bit!

And before you ask, yes my favorite Killjoy is Party Poison, and Crash is based off of me, so there's gonna be alot more interaction between the two than the rest of the Killjoys, sorry if Poison's not your favorite :(

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Make me some tea?

I've been feeling rather British lately.

Love you all! New chapter coming soon hopefully!

-Cara<3