The Killjoy from Yesterday

Chapter 5-Things Start to get Weird

Alkaline Army slowly regained concoiusness. She was back in the diner. Everything hurt. Looking down at her arms, she saw that they were wrapped in white gauze patched with crimson red stains. Her black and purple leather jacket was poking out of a white Better Living duffel bag. Kobra must have grabbed her stuff when they busted her out. Suddenly, she heard footsteps from behind. She turned around to find Jet Star standing behind her.

"You're up." He seemed surprised.

Alkaline smirked, "Yep. How long was I out?"

"A few days." He replied. "Kobra was worried sick. He barely left your side the whole time. It's good to see you're awake. You were unconcious before we even got into the tunnels."

"Speaking of Kobra, where is he?" Alkaline asked, looking around.

"He's asleep." Jet motioned over to the booths, she could see Kobra's bright red jacket in one of them and his "GOOD LUCK" helmet at the foot of the booth. "This was all my fault. I was with you in that shootout and should have went after you."

"Jet, it's over. I'm back, I'm not ghosted. That's a successful rescue misssion for me." She reassured him. "Where's everyone else?"

"Party, Pony, and Ghoul are on a supply run and Grace is with Doctor D. They should be back soon." He explained. Suddenly, the killjoys heard the roar of the Trans Am motor from outside. Kobra Kid shot up out of the booth.

"What the?! I'm up! What's going on?! Is someone dead?" He looked over at Jet and Alkaline. "Y-you're awake." He gasped.

"Yea. I woke up a few minutes ago just in case you were going to ask." She replied grabbing her mask and pulling on her jacket. "Party's back, let's see what's up." The three killjoys walked out the entrance of the run doen diner to find the brightly spray-pained car parked in front of the broken gas pump. Party Poison leapt out of the driver side.

"Poison, what's going on?'' Jet called out.

"Shootout on Route Guano. Pretty bad." Poison briefly andswered as Show Pony and Fun Ghoul climbed out of the other side of the car, carrying a body between them. He was dressed in Battery City styled clothes covered in blood. His brown-black hair was pasted to his face and his face was ghostly pale. Alkaline was about to ask who it was, but then she recognized him.

It was Jack Carraway.

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sorry this chapter is so short, I meant it to be a filler for now while I work on Clockwork Chemicals. But I'll start updating this more often now since its getting more reads :)