Okay I couldn't help but put out this next chapter!!!
He's actually here, how am I supposed to react to that. I'm so happy but at the same time I'm really angry, how long have they been back? Why didn't they come to find me? They could have at least told me they were alive. 10 years of hoping for them to come take me with them, being called crazy and treated like a child. But I love them... I'm sure they had their reasons... I just wish they would've told me.
We were walking in silence. I wanted to say something but I couldn't figure out what and how to ask a question. He looked like he was in deep thought as well. So I stayed quiet, staying close behind him with my hand on the trigger of my blaster at all times.
"So, I guess you have some questions right?" Ghoul finally says breaking the silence.
"Uh duh! Where the fuck have you guys been? When and how did you escape? And why did you not come find me?" I blurt out suddenly.
He sighed as if he had been expecting every single one of those questions. He ran a hand through his hair and began to explain.
"Well to answer your first question, we're where we've always been. In the old house ou tin the desert. It's still abandoned. In fact when we got back, there was graffiti all over it. Things like 'Killjoys live on!' and 'Never forget' from other rebels who looked up to us."
I nod remembering that old place, with the creaky floor and the dusty roof. The paint falling off, the floor riddled with holes. Home sweet, home.
"The second question is a long story actually. So, we were indeed shot and it hurt like a bitch. But when we promised your mother-"
I snap my head towards him "You knew my mother?" I interrupted.
"Yeah, a long time ago... but that's another story, any ways when we promised your mother to protect you, well basically it meant we could die or age until you were safe from the threat at hand which basically means until BLI has been taken down. So, when we were shot it put us in a death like state and we were taken away in body bags and such but we escaped and recollect."
"How long after... that day did you escape?"
"... 3 weeks."
"3 WEEKS!" I shout and come to a stop. He bit his lip and turned around and frowned sadly at me.
"3 fucking weeks you were alive after 3 fucking weeks and you didn't come find me? I never gave up on you, never! People called me crazy, and talked to me like I was a 6 year old. It was hell. I was isolated from everyone else and the only person I had who actually understand me was... was Brendon..." I say trailing off at the end.
"Who's Brendon..."Ghoul asked furrowing his eyesbrows.
"He was my best friend... well he was my best friend at the outpost. He let me talk to him about everything and he got me like no one else did. And... and they took him... holy shit I let them take him." I say realization washing over me. I put a hand over my mouth.
"Look, Sunshine-"
"It's Rachel."
"What?"
"It's Rachel." I say again.
"... Look, Rachel... I'm sorry we left you alone for all those years... it was wrong but we thought it would better protect you if you didn't know we were alive... and about Brandon-"
"Brendon." I corrected.
"About Brendon, there's not much I can say. He's not who they're looking for so as long as he doesn't give anything up, he should be fine... I think" Ghoul said trying to comfort me.
I didn't say anything. Felt like shit, I failed trying to save him... they could be doing anything to get information from him. They knew he was with me... but he was smart enough to come up with an excuse.
"You probably hate us right now, but just know that we missed you, every single day, we missed you so much." He stated firmly before turning around "We're almost there now come on."
I follow him and look around. This isn't anything familiar.
"Where are we going?" I asked him coming up to his side.
"Doctor D's, it'll give us a place to stay and eat before going back tomorrow, I left me car there yesterday." He explained.
"Doctor D? As in Doctor Death Defy?" I ask smiling.
"The one and only!" Ghoul said returning my smile.
I had met Doctor D once a long time ago when I first started living with the Killjoys. He was like a grandfather or a father of sorts. His voice was soothing, in fact when I started living at the at the outpost, I demanded that they find my old...
"Boom box!" I say suddenly out loud. Ghoul looks over at me, surprised by my sudden outburst.
"My old boombox, I must've dropped it when..." I say thinking of that horrible mask "When we found the mask and I freaked out!"
"You freaked out over seeing one of the masks?" he asked "That doesn't seem like you."
"A couple months after living at the outpost they diagnosed me with PTSD, it's gotten better but I have a few triggers... like the mask. After being in a room full of masked men seeing your friends die... its bound to happen." I explained quietly.
He look away, probably blaming himself for my PTSD... it's not his fault.... Well not fully his fault.
"Anyways, I need it back... we need to get it." I conclude.
"We can't right now! We're almost there!" Ghoul groaned as I start to turn around.
I bit my lip. I don't like to go without it. It has sentimental value as well as just being awesome. Jet Star had helped me build it a while ago. God I sound so old, everything I have has some sort of special value to it. I need to sort out my priorities.
"We'll get it later right now, we need food and shelter." He says guiding me in the right direction. I sigh and continue walking next to him.
We walk for about another hour and come to an open road, and after walking in the plain desert for so long it's nice to see some change. I feel some sort of recognition with the road, like I've seen it before. I probably have just not in a long long time.
"It's just down this road." He told me.
"This is so far from the Outpost, how did you get to the forest so fast?"
"Oh, I had Doctor D drive me out there then take my car back so it wouldn't get ruined." He shrugged.
I looked at him oddly. That is the most stupid thing I have ever heard. Then again Fun Ghoul is not Kobra Kid. So I shook my head and continued walking. I saw the shack appear on the side of the road and it suddenly all came back to me.
Look Alive, sunshine
I gasp and put my hand on my head.
"You okay?" He asked putting his hand on my back.
"Yeah, I'm just remembering everything."
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Killjoys Never Die
أدب الهواةIt's ten years since Sing. Our hero has a new name and a new figure. She is seen as a hero in the eyes of the rebellion. A hero, who stood by as the only family she had was killed in front of her very eyes. Things were normal, until a familiar mask...
