My Life as a Teenage Killjoy (MCR fanfiction)

Chapter 3: Draculoids, Hideouts, and Awesome Outfits

  The boys and I ran out of the cave. Some of them screaming battle calls, (Jet and Ghoul) Others just shooting in random directions (Poison and Kobra). I was still on Poison's back. I looked around me to see weird men in white uniforms and weird vampire looking masks with fake black hair and blood around the mouth. Freaky. I screamed and buried my face in Poison's back as one got really close to him and I. I heard a gun go off and someone drop to the ground.

"It's okay, honey. He's gone." Poison said to me. I slowly lifted my head back up just as Poison rounded behind a huge rock. He set me down.

"Wait here," He said, "I'm going to try and fight them off." He ran away before I could protest and I was left alone behind a huge rock. I sat down with my back against the rock, automatically sitting back up because the hot desert sun had made the surface burning hot. Suddenly, I heard a cry of pain and someone tumbling to the ground. The cry sounded like Jet. That's when something snapped. I shot up onto my feet, grabbing my gun from my boot and running out from behind the rock. I could hear Poison's cries of protest once he saw me but I didn't care, they were down one man.

They needed my help.

I started shooting in different directions as the Draculoids came closing in on me, never missing my target and shooting them dead with each lazer strike. I soon discovered that I was actually a pretty good shot and became less and less nervous with each blow to a Draculoid's vital organ. It felt good to shoot, like I was meant for it or something. After about 15 minutes every single Drac was on the ground dead (thanks to me) and I stood there with my hand that was holding my gun hanging limply at my side and my lungs gasping for air. The ambush had given some adrenaline, that's for sure. I looked up and I saw all of the guys staring at me in awe, even Jet who at the moment needed help standing from Ghoul.

"That was... wow." Kobra said at last.

"Yeah, really." Poison agreed. The other two just nodded with their mouths agape. I smirked.

"You gentlemen do realize that it is quite unpolite to gawk." I said to Jet and Ghoul. And they immediately closed their mouths, their eyes were still wide though. Poison just smiled.

"Well, let's go, Crash." And with that, I climbed back onto his back and we ran, all the way to a very cool beat up yellow car with a huge black spider on the front and "LOOK ALIVE SUNSHINE" written in big letters across the back. I smiled once I saw it.

"Cool car." I said once Poison put me down.

"Yeah, I know right?" Ghoul said looking down at the car. We all walked over to it and I climbed in the back, sitting in between Jet and Ghoul. We drove almost 6 miles west before we came to an old building that looked like it had been abandoned for years.

"Well, here we are." Kobra said.

"Home sweet home." Poison finished. Did I mention that they were brothers? I never would have guessed if it weren't for them finishing each other's sentences and Ghoul telling me. I walked through the front door of their hideout and was immediately impressed with what I saw. It was like every teenager's dream home.

There were at least 3 different game consoles hooked up to a TV and there was a huge red couch that wrapped around almost all of the living area. The only other form of seating was a chair-swing-thing in the corner that was right next to the couch.

Oh, that was SO mine.

I ran and jumped onto it, laughing like a 10 year old and pumping my legs. I heard more chuckling from behind me and I realized that Ghoul, being the man-child he is, was pushing me. I laughed even more and pretty soon so did the rest of the guys, and for the first time in my life I felt like I had a family.

A real family.

After our laughing fit stopped, Poison went into the kitchen to make coffee and Ghoul went to go tend to Jet's wounded shoulder. I sat on the swing humming to myself as I slowly swung back and forth.

"I'll be right back." Kobra said and he walked away.

Kobra returned about 2 minutes later with a bundle of clothes.

"Here, go down the hall to the last door on the right and put these on." He said and I smiled.

"Sure thing, Kobra Kid." I said using his full name. His poker face broke as he gave a chuckle and I literally skipped off down the hall to the last door on the right like Kobra said.

I walked into the room and laughed.

It was so...

Empty.

Like seriously the only thing in here was a bed and a TV. Oh well.

I spread the clothes Kobra had given me out on the bed and immediately fell in love with them.

They were so... me.

The outfit consisted of a red tank top and a faded jean vest. On the back of the tank top it said, "Louder than God's revolver and twice as shiny." I laughed at the metaphor. There were also black and white striped fingerless gloves that reached up to my elbows and a red bandana which I proceeded to wrap around my head like a sweat band. I had yellow suspenders and a black and white checkered belt. The jeans matched the vest except for a few random patches that had what looked like random pieces of a comic book except made of cloth. I sighed as I realized that I didn't have any of my comic book drawings with me. Oh well. I changed into the clothes and slipped my combat boots back on. I pinned my "crash" pin to my vest and looked in the mirror.

I had to say I looked pretty damn cool.

I walked back into the living area to see all of the guys sitting on the couch.

"Wow, Crash you look..." Kobra started off

"Awesome." Poison said.

"Amazing." Jet said

"Sexy." Ghoul said.

Okay, so maybe what Poison had said in the car about Ghoul was true...

He was like a perverted high schooler. Haha.

I sat down in my swing chair and looked at them all. They all looked back. Suddenly, Poison got up and crouched down in front of me, holding out a holster.

"Crash," He began...

"Welcome to the Fabulous Killjoys."

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Heeeyyy!!!!!

I FEEL REALLY HYPER AT THE MOMENT.

LIKE SERIOUSLY I FEEL LIKE A GERARD WHO HAS HAD TOO MUCH COFFEE.

JUST KIDDING!

THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS TOO MUCH COFFEE.

Okay back to normal print.

So how did you guys like the chapter? I'm a fan of Crash's outfit myself...

AnyWAY... (hehe, puns)

Do you want to see her outfit?

Because you can.

just go to this link:

www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=84962501

Everything is there except for her pants...

I'll just leave those up to your imagination.

Okay!

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make me a cover for this story?

You can send it to caradaz@gmail.com

Wow, a lot of links in this note huh...

anyWAY

Love you all my Faboulous Killjoys! Keep on being you and never let them take you alive!

-Cara<3