Kids From Yesterday -MCR killjoy fanfic

Chapter 6

I stood up from my spot on the floor,  watching as Nightmare walked off to a seperate room.

I decided to follow this time, trailing behind a bit.

Once I entered the room, an explosion of color hit my eyes.

The 4 boys were dressed completely different from the drac costumes.

I spotted the brunette, a sudden wave of nastalgia washing over me.

I watched as he straightened up his indigo leather jacket, zipping it up to the collar.

I've seen him before...but from where?

"Here."

I suddenly looked away, turning to see Nightmare standing before me.

She gave me a devilish sort of grin, once she spotted me staring at him.

She looked completely different now.

She had her hair nicely combed, her makeup touched up.

She now wore a tight fitting neon green crop top, that exposed a black skull navel piercing.

She wore a black leather jacket over it, along with a pair of ripped up black tights and a pair of dusty leather boots.

I looked her up and down, pleased with the new look. It was unique, colorful and splotchy.

She extended her arms, handing me a bundle of folded clothes.

"I stole these from the facility, kept them hidden in my car for a while. Thats why they have their old look back." She nudged her head towards the boys.

I looked around, to see that the brunette female we saved wasn't around.

As if she read my mind, Nightmare spoke up. "'Shes in the restroom, go in there. She should be decent."

She handed me the clothes, shoving me towards a seperate closed door.

I hurried inside, quickly closing the door behind me.

The girl stood in the middle of the room, already dressed.

She was leaned over the counter, staring at her reflection.

An embarassed flush rose to my cheeks, as I avoided eye contact.

I set the clothes down on top of the counter, seperating them out.

I quickly undressed out of my hideous drac costume, relieved to finally have it off.

I slipped on a pair of black skinny jeans, ones that matched the ones the girl next to me wore.

I grabbed the black tank top, pulling it on over my head.

I took my hair out of the back of the tank, allowing it to flow freely down my back.

I hesitantly took a glimpse in the mirror, what I saw scaring me out of my wits.

It couldn't have been me...right?

"Nebula?"

The name caught me by surprise for a moment. I slowly turned my gaze over to hers, which met mine in the mirror.

The exact same pair of emerald green eyes shimmered with a dull light. They were vacant and hallow, deep with a petrifying essence.

"You're my sister.." I mumbled.

She slowly nodded, never breaking our gaze.

I turned my body to hers, taking in every aspect of her, how her hair fell over her shoulders, how her lips were curved into a permenant frown.

She stepped forward, wrapping her arms around me.

A sudden heavy wave of emotions crashed over me.

I wrapped her up in my embrace, allowing myself to cry into her hair.

"I missed you so much." She sobbed.

"I missed you too.." I whispered back.

She slowly broke away, a playful smile forming on her lips as she gingerly wiped the tears away.

"Silver Mist? ...is that your name?" I asked.

Her eyes widened, as she slowly began to nod.

I shook my head, caressing my temples. I forced myself to remember.

"Party Poison..Kobra Kid...are these killjoys?" I asked.

She nodded again, gazing at me in astonishment.

"Fun Ghoul, and Jet Star...Silver I remembered!" My mind began to blossom, as the clear memories flooded into my head.

Her smile widened, as a tear travelled down her face.

"Welcome back Nebula."