2 Months Later:
A few months had passed since Kobra died. He was buried about a mint away from the house near a mailbox that we painted and decorated. It was beautiful, but Poison didn't seem to think so. Every day since the night Kobra died, Poison had the same routine. Get up, take a shower, leave, come back, go to bed, all day. He rarely spoke, he seemed so busy. The first month was fine, we thought he was just healing but the second month when it continued we got worried. Everyone missed Kobra, but we have things to do for ourselves.
"Poison, please stop for a minute where are you going?" I asked, tugging Poison's arm on the way out the door. "Places, to do things that don't concern you so get off me." He said, shaking my hand off his arm. "Poison damn it talk to me." I yelled. He kept walking as if he hadn't heard me. I slammed the screen door and collapsed on the couch, thinking of what to do. What was I gonna do? We went there to battle and win and all we did was run. I decided to turn on the radio on the table. I immediately heard Dr. Death talking about dracs. "they're out there looking for a certain group of killjoys, all you cats out there better hit the red line before they ghost you." Was all I heard before Poison came rushing in to the house with worry on his face. I turned off the radio. "They're out there aren't they?" I asked. He nodded and looked at Missile who was standing in the door way of the hallway. "We need to get Missile somewhere safe, we can't let her get hurt. GHOUL STAR AGENT, GET OUT HERE!" Poison called. They came running from the rooms and looked around. "We need to get out of here, grab any weapons and food you can. Fill a bag with food and drinks, I'll get Missile to the car safely with the food. Ghoul grab weapons, Star get blankets lets go!" Poison called. "What can I do?" I asked. "Help me get Missile out there safely." He said. I nodded and took the bag of food over my shoulder. Star grabbed two guns and followed us out with a bag of blankets on his back. Poison drew his gun and ran to the closet in the hallway. He came back with a hat for Missile to protect her head, and handed her the radio. He kicked open the door and ran out to the car. I followed and shot every drac I saw. Agent followed, shooting every drac she saw. Star did the same but he ran in front of me to get the blankets in. Poison opened the door and put Missile in quickly, piling the stuff with her. We kept shooting and then ran back. Star stayed in the car with Missile. She hid down in the foot space under her chair. Starr hid best he could.
While we were in the house, I ran to my room and grabbed the box of old guns in it. I threw it to Poison who ran out the door with it. He put them in the trunk and ran back to the house. I ran back with another bag of food and put it in the trunk. We took everything we could and piled it in the car. I ripped down my posters and hit them in a safe box with my family things under my bed. Poison planned to blow up the house before we left so I had to keep them safe. The box was safe from fire, bombs, and natural disasters. You can't even shoot it open. I grabbed a jacket for Missile and for me then ran out the door. Just as I got to the car, a drac shot at my arm and I screamed, dropping the jackets and falling to the ground. "Bullet! Hold on I'll get you!" Poison yelled, running to the car. He started it and then got out to help me. "Leave her we have to go!" Agent yelled from the house. Poison helped me in the car with the jackets. I ripped the bottom of my undershirt and wrapped it around my bloody arm. Poison got in the car. "LET'S GO AGENT THE PLACE IS GONNA BLOW! IF YOU DON'T COME NOW YOU'RE GONNA BE DUSTED!" Poison yelled from the car. Agent ran out of the house with a huge bag. She was struggling but we couldn't help her. Dracs were surrounding us. She stopped and backed away from the car of dracs. She dropped the bag and tried to run back in to the house but before she could, a drac shot her down. She screamed and fell. Poison's eyes were shocked, his hands were shaking around the wheel. She wasn't gonna make it. "SHIT!" Poison yelled, starting the car and hitting any dracs that got in our way. He hit the red line and we all watched as the house exploded behind us.
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Toxic Bullet
Fiksi PenggemarCrystal or, Toxic Bullet, is a 19 year old Killjoy orphan who was lost for a while, but found by her long time friend Party Poison. Poison and his group of killjoys live in an abandoned house a few zones away from Battery City. Draculoids have been...