Intro: It is five years since Kobra Kid and Jet Star were killed by Korse himself. Party Poison and Fun Ghoul are gonna attack but does a rebelious teenage killjoy turn out to be a ticking time bomb or what they needed all along.
Chapter one- A nice suprise?
Party poison's POV
"Ugh" Fun groaned as he finally awoke. I am happy my best friend has finally woken up. "Finally, i've been up for two hours getting ready and all you have done since we got here is sleep" I spurted without thinking about if i had hurt his feelings. He has been pretty sensitive since... since the day jet and kobra died. I mean hell i can't blame him, ive cried every day since."Sorry man, i've just been really tired lately" Fun retorted. He always is tired when we move into new places. This was our first night in "The Skate Warehouse". It's a run down indoor skatepark we found yesterday after our last hideout had been found by some draculoids with new bigger weapons. So here we are sleeping on a smelly halfpipe that has murky green liquid at the bottom. "It's fine Fun, i just need help cleaning this nasty shit off the pipe" I exclaimed. As Fun stood up he looked at my face for the first time this morning. "Aw fuck man, you were crying this morning weren't you" Fun mumbled as he wiped the dried tear streaks away from my face. "Nah man, it doesn't matter anymore just get that broom from the closet for me" I half barked to make it sound like i was completely in control of my swinging emotions. I know the only reason im still sane is because of that adorable litte twerp. Fun strode back with a broom in one hand and a couple beers in the other. "Haha raided the fridge and look what i found" Fun shouted as he tossed an already opened beer at me. I caught it and beer spewed out in front of me. "Man it has been awhile since i've had one of these" I said as I lifted the cold metal rim to my lips and let the refreshing liquid wash over my dry tongue. I finished the beer off and threw it at a trash bin against the wall. It bounced off the wall and hit the floor with a tasteful clang. I took the broom and swept the green stuff off the middle of the halfpipe as Fun dried the spot with the towel. We both grabbed a deck from the shop in the front of the building. Skating before we left seemed bittersweet, doing what we love for probably the last time ever. Today is the day we take on all the Dracs and the big man himself. That fucker killed my brother and one of my best buds, he will pay for what he did and his only mistake will have been leaving me alive. The day I broke free from BLI/nd's base with Fun Ghoul I vowed to avenge my fallen killjoys no matter what it took... even if it meant me dying with that bastard Korse himself. We finished our skating and beers and decided the time is as best as any other to get a move on. I climbed into the rusty old 99 mustang we found in the parking lot when we arrived at the skate place. "So how exactly are we starting this monster" I chuckled thinking we were shit out of luck. "Like that, remember never doubt your pal Fun Ghoul because i always come through for ya" Fun darted as he looked at me with his signature grin. "All right all right, lets just head out now show off" I said back as i tousled his long flowing black hair. "Aye sounds good to me" Fun laughed as he floored it and we sped out into the sunrise. A couple stupid jokes, silences, and crappy singing along to the radio's later. " Fire your gun and head for the sun, the past is gone and the future is now" we shouted together to our favorite song live for the moment by a band named tragic fate. "AW SHIT" Fun screamed as he smashed the brake down. I hit the windsheild and it broke from the sudden force. I slid off the hood onto the rugged gravel. ( Fun's POV) I bolted to poor Party laying face down on the road. "Are you alright man" I whispered into Party's ear as I helped him off the ground. I quickly assesed the damaged to my bestfriend, a slash across the forhead and that was all aside from a couple holes in his jeans. "Yeah i'm alright, thanks" Party mumbled as he brushed off some dust from his blue dead pegasus jacket. Once I knew Party was alright i bolted to this asshole leaning against his motorcycle in the middle of the street. "What the fuck man, you could have killed all of us" I yelled with pure rage as i shoved this new guy. He lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud. "Aw fuck you ripped my shirt man" voiced the kid with long wavy black hair and one thick green streak through the front that covered half his face. "That's not all that will be ripped if you don't start answering some question man" I spat with a real menacing tone. "Woah holy shit that got out of control quickly, sorry about my friend here he is just a little moody that's all" Party quickly said as he pulled the kid up off his ass. "My name is Acid Shock man and I am no threat unless you cross me" hissed Acid Shock. "Well it depends you wanna help us or not?" Party asked with a smirk on his face. (Acid Shock's POV) Wow, what do i say to that. Two of my biggest heroes just almost hit me with a car at 100mph and now asking for my help. "Hell yeah I will help you guys, You know i'm a killjoy myself" I remarked as I pointed to my slick black and green gun strapped to my leg. "Great cause that's exactly what we need, dead weight to carry" Spat a still pretty stirred up Fun Ghoul. "Aye man he could help us you never know" exclaimed Party to Fun Ghoul. Holy shit the Party Poison is sticking up for me to his bestfriend. "Actually i can help you, I know where Korse is staying" I said with a fake confidence. Fuck, I have no idea where Korse is staying. "Now why should I not believe you and just waste you right now right here?" Fun questioned. "Because of this" I stated as i pointed to the scar on my cheek. "And your scar proves what?" Party asked curiously. "This scar is from a blast that seared my face, a blast that came from Korse's gun last week" I said with an obvious sense of anger in my voice. "No shit! So you escaped from Korse also. That means that you are at least as good as us at surviving." Party half yelled with enthusiasm. "Yep" I cackled as I pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "Hey you're not old enough to smoke." Fun barked as he hit the cigarette to the gravel near my feet. "How old are you anyway?" Party asked. "fourteen" I coughed from my previous inhale of the cigarette before Fun hit it away. "Well I guess hop in and we all can find a place to plan out our attack." Moaned a reluctant Fun Ghoul. We all got it in the beat up sports car and hauled ass out of there.
