Danger Days (A fan fiction)

Chp: 4

When I got there I knew what I was in for. I walked inside. "Ah. So you've come back?" 

"Yeah." 

"Couldn't hide forever could you?" 

"Who said I was hiding?" I said rather cockily.

"I wouldn't be so cocky if I were you." my cousin Johnny warned. 

"What Johnny! You were too scared to get out of here! Now what are you doing?"

"Ever since you were brainwashed you think you're some hero! You aren't! Stop thinking that way!." He walked over to me and ripped my killjoy patch off my clothes. 

"Whatever. Well I'm back now." 

"I can see that. Now get to work." he said not looking up from his monitor. I sighed and walked away. I sat at my abandoned space and looked at the machine. Just then he walked in. My 'master'. I hated him. Just then I realized I had made a horrible decision. 

He walked inside and looked straight at me. "Got tired of running now did you?"  I ignored him. I just kept making sure the products came out right. "Listen to me!" 

I looked up. "What do you want?" 

"What are you doing here?" 

"I'm making sure that what tomorrow needs actually comes." I say sarcastically.

"Good. I see you've caught on. Don't go pretending to be something you're not."

Just then a guard came running in. "They're out in the desert! Come on!" 'Master' smirked and followed the guard out the door. Once he was gone I ran to his office and looked through everything. Nothing. I groaned. I walked out and watched everything happen. This whole fight scene. It took two days. At the end 'master' told them to keep running. I ran out and stopped everything. It didn't turn out so well. I was seized and taken in as prisoner. They threw me in the cell. The Fabulous killjoys were there too. 

Kobra looked at me. "So this is where you went?" 

I looked up. "Yeah." 

"Why?" 

"I had to."

"You're against this why do you have to be here?" 

I took a deep breath."Better Life is my home." 

"What?" 

"Yeah. My family worked as henchmen. They all hated me. They said I seemed a little different from the rest of them... like my parents were. I never believed what was going on was right. I always complained about how people should have their own freedom. My parents thought the same thing. They tried rebelling and the vampires killed them. They thought about killing me but, didn't because I'd apparently be too valuable for them to lose." 

"You're parents were killed?" 

I nodded. "Yeah. So I ran away became Bulletproof. Still out seeking my Revenge."

"Became? What were you before?"

"Jenny. I was Jenny." I shivered at the name. 

"Jenny?" 

I nodded. "I'd always get calls from my cousin Johnny asking me to come home. I never wanted to come back." 

"Well... they took the little girl we were watching. MissileKid" 

I looked down. "I know how to get you out of here."