Killjoys: Next Generation

Chapter Twenty

Rebel Ferrett

"Good mor- where the hell are you Dye Hard?!" I got out of the bed and headed to the front room of our diner-gas station.

"Your SO missing too?" Roadie asked.

"Yeah. So you don't know where Liner is either?" I questioned.

"Nope. Assumed she'd be out here. All the bikes are out there, the car too. But it seems all the girls are missing."

"What do we do? How will we survive with out our bossy female friends?"

"We could look for them?" I nodded. We both went back into our bedrooms to search for clues.

"All their killjoy stuff is in here too." He yelled from Liners room.

"Grab your gun, we might as well leave. Dracs probably got them."

"You don't even care that your young wife is missing?" We met back up in the hallway.

"She escaped jail, Liner survived on her own for three years, Bandit is very headstrong and believes she can do anything, and Jess will keep them all in check; I'm sure they will be fine. It's better for us if we leave now, we were planning on leaving today anyways."

"Whatever you say."

"What if they were hiding? In the cellar? What if we just left them!" He said over the radio.

"Roadie, you need to calm down. If they are there, they will see the note."

"Right, right. They'll be fine."

They weren't fine. Lynn was missing too, they didn't take anything with them. They are alone in the desert, with out any guns, and BLI is back.

"Ferrett. Do you see that?"

"What are you on about, there's nothing there."

"There's a house what are you talking about!" The house came into view.

"Maybe that's where they are hiding?"

"Let's go check it out then." He said, getting off of his bike.

"Ferrett?" It was Jess. She was sitting on the steps of the creepy house.

"Jess! Where is everyone?"

"Inside...I don't think you want to go in there though."

"Why?"

"Something seemed off, so I came out here to get some air, there were dracs, loads of them, I ran inside and the owners of the house gave us some guns to fight with. When they saw we were armed they ran. But they hit Dye Hard. She's in there." Her voice was so devoid of emotion.

"Dye Hard, she got hit?" I stuttered. All she did was nod. I barreled inside, calling out her name.

"Hey Ferrett." Her voice was weak.

"What happened to you?"

"I got hit, here." She pointed to the area of her stomach that was bleeding out.

"Where's Lynn?"

"She's with Bandit and Liner, in the other room. They didn't want to see me die," She closed her eyes, "Ferrett?"

"Yeah?" I grabbed her hand.

"We could live forever, if you got the time." She smirked a bit, before her hand went limp.

"Dye Hard?! Dye Hard no! Wake up please!" I screamed. I screamed so loud. I couldn't lose her, not with Lynn. I dropped her hand and went into the other room.

"Ferrett, I'm so-"

"Stop. We need to take her to where your dad is at Liner. I'll drive a bike and go get the car and all of your clothes. She's getting buried like Fun Ghoul. Come with me Liner, It'll be easier with two people." I commanded.

IM SO SORRY CHLOE I LOVE YOU.

So long
-Egg