BLASTER(A killjoy Fanfic/ Party Poison)

Chapter 2

I started to drive to the gas station named "Star's Fuel and Grub". When I reached Star's I started to fuel up my car and walked inside. "Hey Rose" a friendly voice called. It turned out to be Star herself. "Hey Star how are you" I replied. I was friends with Star and her daughter before B/L. Unfortunately her daughter was taken by the pills, so Star left the city and started this gas station. "I'm good, how is the amazing Rose Thunder today?" she asked. I laugh "I'm far from amazing but I'll manage."

My full name is Rose Thunder but I get called the Savior. I get a name like that because I have saved more killjoys than I can count. Of course no one knows I'm the Savior if that information got out I wouldn't be able to sleep at night. So the Savior is supposedly a person who as amazing aim, great strategy, and knows the ways of medicine. Which is all true I learned shooting from my Dad, nursing from my Mom, and I was born with a simple mind but my imagination took me to dark places of battles.

I start to look around and grab stuff off of the shelfs "Ok, 3 loafs of bread check, a bunch of apples check, ice check and batteries done" I put the stuff on the counter and paid Star. I began to walk back to my car when I heard a familiar roar. I turn and see the same car from earlier. "Shit, if they saw me they know about my name" I run to my car and start the engine quietly. They already parked the car and walked inside. 'I'm glad I parked out back' I think and drive off back to my "home". "God that was a close one, those fucking idiots" I sigh and put my groceries away.

I look at my clock "My God I'm bored. What to do, what to do.' I put my gun on the charger and go to my car. I start trying to find Dr. DeathDefying. It takes me a good 45 minutes until I catch him. I hear him say clearly "This is Dr. DeathDefying I'm calling out the Savior, whoever you are, wherever you are, you should know that you saved the Fabulous Four and we thank you this song goes out to you." I begin to hear the first chords of In the End by Black veil Brides. I smile and start singing.

In the end

As you fade into the night (oh whoa oh oh)

Who will tell the story of your life?

In the end

As my soul's laid to rest

What is left of my body

Or am I just a shell?

And I have fought

And with flesh and blood I commanded an army

Through it all

I have given my heart for a moment of glory

(I gave it all)

In the end

As you fade into the night (oh whoa oh oh)

Who will tell the story of your life (oh whoa oh oh)

And who will remember your last goodbye (oh whoa oh oh)

'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid to die.

I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid to die

Born a saint

But with every sin I still wanna be holy

I will live again

Who we are

Isn't how we live we are more than our bodies

If I fall I will rise back up and relive my glory

In the end

As you fade into the night (oh whoa oh oh)

Who will tell the story of your life (oh whoa oh oh)

And who will remember your last goodbye (oh whoa oh oh)

'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid to die

In the end

As you fade into the night (oh whoa oh oh)

Who will tell the story of your life (oh whoa oh oh)

And who will remember your last goodbye (oh whoa oh oh)

'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid to die

Who will remember this last goodbye (oh whoa oh oh)

'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid to die

Not afraid

I'm not afraid to die

No not afraid

I'm not afraid to die!

"Hahaha" I started to dance around my base and spin and get giggly . I may be a ruthless killer but I am 19 and a kid at heart so screw it. I throw my arms up and yell what my old friend and I always said to each other "I'M DAVE STRIDER YEAH I'M THE REAL STRIDER OTHER TROLLS RHYME BUT MY RHYMES ARE TIGHTER KEEP YOUR HANDS UP KEEP YOUR HANDS UP" I have not said that since before the Helium Wars when my friend was still here and not...

'WOAH WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM'. I shake my head and fall back onto my bed. Well I shouldn't say bed it is more composed of a sheet and my jacket subs for a pillow, but I don't really care. I lay there for a couple of minutes then I hear the door swing open. "Sorry I would have said the password but my arms were too full" my friend Cyanide Bomb tells me. "It's okay, I figured. Also why did you not take your communicator with you this morning. I was worried sick."