There we stood, in a crowded formation
On the outskirts of battery city, at the cemetery gates.
Gathered in dark colours
A black parade.
I stood there, with water streaming down my cheeks.
Watching and holding my breath as we watched the car drive away.
I stood there, as the huge fire burnt on a faraway hill and it scorched away the images scratched onto my retinas. The images of that day.
I stood there, closed my weary eyes and thought of Sparkle Fire, the memory of the gunshot ricocheting around my head and filling it.
Anger filled my veins, as I remembered those who did this to her.
Those who took the shot
The ones who drove into our home and shot my friend.
The ones who m-
Suddenly a hand grabbed mine.
I looked up at it's owner's face.
'The signal fire is lit, and everybody's in position - let's go'
She gave me a grin, shaking the rain from her face, and pulling her gun from underneath her black and macabre disguise.
Standing there, in Battery City, a cemetery.
All of us in black, the sky opening up to reveal it's tortured tears and pouring them onto our faces.
Waiting.
Just waiting.
As she walked away from me, she grabbed her gun, pointing it in the air and firing a shot, the BL/ind building illuminating her from behind.
As the troops discarded their funeral like costumes, she smiled and looked out at us all and shouted
'They came into our home. They drove us away and they put us on the run. They took away our childhoods, our families and our lives. We've been running for too long, we will not let them get away with this. They will not shut us out, we will use our voices at the top of our lungs to defy them. They're going to pay for what they did to us, are you ready?'
Murmurs of consent and agreement rippled through the group, shifting the aura of calm that had settled over the place.
She looked dissatisfied, throwing her arms out and roaring
'ARE. YOU. READY?'
In a flash of movement we all revealed our guns and pointed them towards the dismal sky, a salute to the heavens.
'KILLJOYS, MAKE SOME NOISE!'
An almighty cheer rose up from the crowd, like an animal growling at it's prey, and the group scattered in different directions, disbanding as if never together at all, discarding the last items of black as they went, littering the floor with their monochrome disguises.
Standing in front of battery city, the icon for a descending war, illuminated by BL/ind themselves, and deafened by the shots echoing from her comrades guns at the enemy below.
She turned to me and winked asking
'Did I do good?'
I smiled at her, watching her eyes and replied
'Of course'
She nodded and turned her back on me, starting to walk away, but shouting over her shoulder as she did
'I know, I just wanted to ask.'
Before she disappeared into the dark
I yelled after her saying 'Oh and... Be careful okay?'
She turned back to me and laughed, throwing her head back, her eyes lighting up and saying
'I'll be fine Lithium, I would be more worried about those DRACS if I were you' she spoke slowly, as if choosing her words with precision.
'Because you know what they say...'
She pulled her gun out of it's holster and studied it intently, before bringing it down to rest at her side.
'Karma's a bitch...' she stated matter of factly.
All of a sudden she whipped her gun up and pointed it at me, she took a shot, the hit whizzing directly past my ear.
I whipped around, staring in disbelief as a DRAC dropped it's gun and clutched it's heart, falling to the floor, and heaving it's last breath.
I heard her voice from behind me finish saying
'...
And I, my dear Lithium, am it's Sister'
And with that, Sparkle Fire strutted away into the dark.
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FanfictionA fan fiction about the lives of the fabulous killjoys, and their adventures digging the dictators of battery city.