Danger Days: The True Lives Of The Fabulous Killjoys

Chapter 1

I struggled against the harsh winds and the icy rain blowing on me, stinging like needles against my skin. I ran as fast as I could without making a sound. Suddenly, I collapsed as a sharp pain shot through my ankle, screaming out but quickly clamping my hand over my mouth, afraid I'd be heard. Not to far away I heard chuckling that sounded like one of the guys who were chasing me.

"You really shouldn't run out here, honey. Could hurt yourself." That sounded closer. I struggled to pull myself up, and when I finally did, tried to run. Bad idea. I ended up falling again from the pain coursing through my lower leg, however, I happened to fall into a bunch of bushes, temporarily hiding me from my pursuers.

Wiping rain from my eyes, I looked down at my leg. My right ankle was twisted at an awkward angle and I had a few deep cuts running up the side of my calf. 'God damnit,' I cursed myself mentally, 'this will be a bitch in the morning.'

The bushes sprung back and someone looked through, laughing, "Can't hide darling."

I yelled and pushed myself backwards, falling on my back. Rain fell into my eyes and I kicked blindly, my legs flailing in mid-air. I felt my left foot collide with something and a muffled groan followed. I felt a pair of hands grab my arm and screamed loudly, hoping someone was nearby.

"Shut up! Jesus, just shut up!" I felt something cold pressed against the side of my head and immediately got quiet, squeezing my eyes closed.

"Hey fucktards, over here!" My eyes sprung open at the sound of another person. A few guys were standing in the distance, pointing guns toward me and my captors. I yelped as the gun being held to me pressed harder into my temple.

"And just what would you three want?" The guy holding me snarled.

"The girl, if you wouldn't mind," One with a bandana around his mouth shouted, "we don't want any more blood spilled now would we?"

My breathing hitched, and everything was silent for a moment. Suddenly, the man released me and crumpled to the floor. My arm was grabbed again and somebody whispered, "Run."

I half stumbled and half limped as the person pulled me behind him, running towards the three guys.

"You've gotta go faster if we're ever gonna get anywhere with you." I looked up at a smirking stranger. I nodded and tried to ignore the pain in my leg.

"Nice one, Party," The bandana-wearing guy shouted over the rain, "but we should go before more show up."

"Right," Party, I'm guessing that was his name, turned to me, "can you run a little further? We've got a car just that way." He pointed in the distance and I could just make out a car a few blocks away. I nodded and we all started running.

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I woke to the sound of arguing in the front room of the 'abandoned' diner. Sighing, I stretched and rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

"But Gee," someone whined, "I did it last tiiiime." It sounded a lot like Mikey.

"And I don't give a shiiiit," Gerard retorted, "someone go wake her up."

I giggled, they always fought over who had to wake me up. I was kind of a bitch in the mornings. I decided to spare the poor souls and shouted, "No need to jump all at once now, I'm up you dicks."

I walked to the front room and smiled at the guys, causing all of their eyes to widen.

"You're happy to wake up? Quick, someone take her temperature." Ray feigned worry.