The Killjoys of Zone 6 (MCR FanFic)

Young and loaded.

-Glossy Cola's POV-

I was sick and tired of these four walls, the BLI locked me in this room everyday without fail when they took Static out of the room, I hadn't seen Exploder or Fabulous either. I still didn't have any clue if any of them were alive, but the BLI had been in a huge panic so it was obvious something had gone wrong. Good, I said they took my happiness and love and any good emotion I had and turned it to jealously, hate or anger, luckily I still knew who to direct it at: Better fucking Living!

Today was the same as it had been for the past two weeks, a meal that someone would bother to bring eventually then boredom for the remainder of the daylight hours until I fell asleep. Luckily my meal came around midday so I wasn't left hungry in the evenings.

One thing hat definitely had never happened before was the high pitched alarm blaring through the building waking me up in the middle of the night. "What the hell?" I whispered to myself, it was incredibly annoying to have to listen too. I wondered what was going on, for a second I thought it might be help for trapped Killjoys, but who would come on a mission like that? It's basically suicide. Most likely a power outage in lower Battery City.

Laying back on the bed, I trying to drowned out the noise with my constantly negative thoughts but it was too loud and it managed to force its way to the fore front of my mind every time I pushed it away. Suddenly there was a deep voice yelling orders and my door flung open to see a very angry Korse standing, gun out, clothes ragged and frown plastered on his shiny little face.

I smirked realizing that something was going on and judging by his face it wasn't going the BLI's way. "Move it." He ordered, I raised an eyebrow at him so he grunted and grabbed my wrist, dragging into the hallway. I didn't protest, this was my ticket out of that goddamn room! And plus I wanted to know what was going on.

A Scarecrow ran up to Korse, "They already have the other two and they brought the girl with them." He told his commander.

"Well, they're not getting this one." Korse gestured to me before taking me around more identical corridors. I knew that 'the other two' were Exploder and Fabulous which meant 'the girl' was Static, but who was 'they'? And why did they already have Static? Had she been out of here this whole time, the lucky bugger!

"Who's 'they'?" I asked Korse as we walked, or he walked and tugged my weight along with him.

"Who else? The Fabulous Four of course." Korse spat not looking at me. The Fab Four?! Bloody hell, Static's got some friends!

Around one more corner and we emerged in the main reception-thingy-room. There were Dracs and Scarecrows everywhere, both alive and dead. But  the unmistakable flashes of bright coloured clothing that only Killjoys wore stood out like a sore thumb amonks all the solders dressed in white. Then I saw Fabulous shooting everything in white with a huge smile on her face, next Exploder at the other end of the room with Jet Star, easily noticeable with his huge Afro hair.

Kobra Kid was running around solo, dusting a couple Dracs helping out Fun Ghoul while he was at it. But my eyes lingered on Static in the corner, she had a ray gun but only shot it once or twice. Not like the Static I knew but then again she had had her memories taken away from her, she was bound to be a bit different. The only reason Static wasn't being grabbed and taken by Scarecrows was because Party Poison and his mop of bright red hair was standing in front of her, protecting her.

"KOBRA!" Ghoul shouted as was burned by a Scarecrow with a heat ray, they often had them and left the real shooting up to the Dracs. I winced as he crumpled on the floor in pain, Kobra was quick to rescue him. 

I'd never been a helpless person and I wasn't gonna start now, I could help myself if I wanted to. Knowing this, I spun round and knee connected with Korse's crotch. He yelled out and let go of my arm, he registered who the blow had come from and turned to me with a devilish smirk playing on lips, raising his gun at my heart. Returning the smirk I kicked the gun out of his hand then he took one o the gut. Grabbing his head, I smashed it against the wall and let his body slump to the floor.