Killjoys: Another storyline (Book #1: The Begining Of A New Time)

A dreadful meeting

It's about half past 2, the sun beaming down hidden by a just a few clouds in the sky. The blue ocean above seems to be clear of any white except the little specks here and there. "D--- how long have we been out here?", Kobra looks over at Ghoul, chewing some gum. Ghoul looks over and shrugs, "I dunno. But this is the longest time we lasted without fighting.". Surprisingly, it wasn't that hot. Maybe a low 70 degrees but that was it, despite the sun beating down on the sand. They had been out there since early in the morning and had only checked on Star and Poison twice since. In their most recent check, Star was awake and trying to bring down the remaining fever Poison had. "Do you think we should check on them?", Ghoul asks, looking over at Kobra skeptically. Kobra replies with a smirk, looking back over at him, "Nah everything's fine. I'm sure Star can handle it like he has been since Poison even got sick.". "Yeah, yeah...whatever...", Ghoul looks on the horizon, pulling his bandana up over his nose and mouth, hiding a cut on his lower jaw that had resulted from the battle with Dark dream. He had fallen over some rocks at the camp and had scraped up his hand and arm, which he thinks may possibly be sprained since it hurt to move it too much. But it wasn't a problem he couldn't handle. "God d--- it! Watch that attitude of yours Ghoul!", Kobra says sharply, looking over at him narrowing his eyes a bit. This doesn't bother Ghoul, who's at the moment fidgeting with his arm to see if his suspicions are correct. "Ugh what the h--- are you doing? You hurt yourself again or something?", comes the once again blunt voice of an annoyed Kobra, his eyes still set angrily on the shorter killjoy. "Remember when I fell? I think I sprained something.", replies Ghoul, winching a bit as he rotates his wrist. Kobra smirks, "Ya sure you didn't spain your brain?", he says it as he points to his own head. He gets an anger filled response from Ghoul, "No! Just don't worry about it if you're gonna keep belittling me.", "You're already little.", "F--- you!", "Hahaha.". Ghoul readies himself to punch Kobra like he had only nights ago, angered that Kobra was making fun of him. But he never gets the chance, right as he swings his fist Kobra somehow flies backwards and avoids it. And he hadn't done it on his own. Kobra is by now laid out on the ground struggling, it none other than Lucid Dream holding him doen. It seemed that their fight wasn't over since the last time they saw each other. "Hey, get your hands off him, you stupid b----!", Ghoul shouts loudly, grabbing his ray gun out of its holster and pointing it at Dream. The masked boy looks at him. And suddenly Ghoul drops the gun and winches again as pain shoots up his arm from his wrist. Now he was for sure something was wrong with it, and this faulty could result in a consequence in favor of Kobra, "Alright. What the h--- do you want?!.". Dream stares at him briefly, before pulling his mask off and knocking Kobra out with the smoke coming out of his left eye. "Hey answer me, stupid f---! You aren't supposed to attack us if your a-- wants to rejoin us!", Ghoul was getting to a point that he could just pick up the gun again and shoot the guy, fury flooded his voice again as he spoke, "Now get away from him! He did nothing to you! And if you don't, I'll have no choice but to kill your dumba--! DON'T F--- WITH ME!". Slowly, Dream stands up and releases the now limp Kobra. He doesn't say a word before striding towards Ghoul and holding both hands around his throat. The action earns him a kick to the knee, making him stumble, "What the f--- is wrong with you?! Get outta here!". Ghoul goes to grab his gun, in hopes of ending the battle by either killing or scaring off his enemy. He gets kicked down suddenly, "Stop it, Ghoul. You're just hurting yourself.", Dream says in a gentle tone. Being as desperate as he was, Ghoul reaches for his gun. It was a mistake, Dream steps down on his wrist causing him to cry out in pain. It was his injured one, and he felt stupid for using that one and not his good wrist. The figure above him leans down close in his face, "Goodnight, Ghoul.", he says before knocking him out with the smoke as well. Dream leans up looking down at the two, "Well...time to pay Poison a little visit.". He walks away from the scene of the two soldiers laid out on the ground, knocking on the door once he gets to it. Unexpectedly, Star answers the door, "H-Hello..? Who are you?! What did you do to Ghoul and Kobra?!". Noticeably, Dream sees Star look past him, looking at the two killjoys on the ground passed out. Dream walks past him, "I just simply knocked them out, there was no way they'd have let me in if I asked. They should be fine in half an hour. Don't worry about who I am.". The figure waltzes down the hallway, leaving Star to drag Kobra and Ghoul inside to safety. As he walks down the hallway, Poison steps out of his room and points his gun directly on Dream's forehead. "Why the h--- are you in my headquarters?", Poison asks in a calm yet intimidating, leader like tone. Dream looks at him and shuts his left eye, "I want to help.". This response just surprises Poison, "Help? Last time I checked all you wanted to do was beat the sh-- outta my little brother all cause he said you're mask looked stupid.", "It wasn't because of that.", "I watched you, stupid. Don't play me for dumb I heard and saw it all. I know my brother is mean as f---, but that doesn't mean beat him to death. And if you use that smoke on me, I'll personally hunt you down and blow your brains out.". Keeping the gun on Dream's head, he looks at the boy with a sort of disappointment. He didn't intend to shoot him, all he wanted to do was intimidate him enough for him to talk. With ease to not set off fire, he puts his finger on the trigger, "Now, tell me why you came here. Cause you're a crazy son of a b---- to come back here after what you did, just to tell me nothing but bullsh--.". For a second, Dream stays silent, but looking at the gun it brings him back to his senses, "I heard you guys needed help. I saw what happened to you the other night, and I guess there were these guys that planned it. I know them and I know where they are. I wanna help this time, for real this time. Could you just...give me a chance to change?". The tone in his voice seemed a bit sorrowful as he spoke, Poison can't help but want to think about this. He pulls the gun away from Dream's head, holstering it. "Let me sleep on it. Come back tomorrow and I'll have an answer for you then. Don't expect too much, unless you apologize to Kobra. In front of me and everyone else.", Poison looks at him with a sense of hatred, a passionate hatred so say. The look seems to disturb Dream in a way, "I will then. If it means joining again I'll do so if you so please, great prince.". "Don't call me that stupid sh--. I'm a leader not no d--- prince.", Poison says as he waits for the boy to leave. And as Dream leaves, he passes Star who's dragging Ghoul inside, "Goodbye ma'am.", he says as he puts his mask on. "I'm a boy!", Star shouts out as Dream walks out the door, walking out the way he came in through the old fencing around the house. Despite how much he hated Dream, Poison couldn't help but laugh at Star's embarrassment. "Poison don't laugh at me!", Star says as he sets Ghoul down on the floor next to Kobra, "It isn't funny.". "Ok ok! I won't laugh about it anymore.", Poison walks in and looks down at Ghoul and Kobra, the smile fading off his face completely, "....Did he do this sh--?". Star looks up at Poison, a bit worried, "I'm not exactly sure, but I think so.", "He just had to knock them out didn't he? I should've known, they wouldn't have just let him walk right in.", "What do we do?", "Help me get them to bed, you get Ghoul since he's lighter. I can handle pulling my brothers weight.", "Ok..". A few seconds pass and Poison picks Kobra up, walking into the hall and into Kobra's room. It left Star alone in the room, and Ghoul was starting to stir and wake up. This was questionable since Dream had said they'd wake up about thirty minutes from now. "Mmmf...", Ghoul starts to bring himself into consciousness a bit. The feeling of Star's arms around his chest and the feeling of him being dragged alarms him, "F---ing get off!", he shouts as he twists and kicks down who he thinks to be is Dream. His eyes widen as he realizes who he kicked, "Oh sh--...Star! Thank goodness! I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you.". Due to the havoc, Poison peeks in and looks at them. Upon seeing Poison, Ghoul gets up immediately and helps Star up, "I'm so sorry, I seriously didn't know it was you. Where's Kobra, is he ok?". The question shocks both Poison and Star, they're seemingly surprised since Ghoul usually doesn't care much for Kobra. Star smiles a bit and looks down the hall, his uncovered eye meeting Poison's with a confused look in his eye, "Poison put Kobra in his room. But...", Star turns around and looks at Ghoul, "I thought you two didn't like each other." Ghoul seems upset, "Just cause I kinda hate him, doesn't mean I can't be concerned about his well being. I am his team mate ya know, and a team needs to look out for each other, even if they absolutely hate one another. We...well...let's just say, things weren't always this way between us, ok? We didn't always hate each other.". And with that said, Star nods and walks down the hallway, "How's Kobra? Ghoul wants to know.". Poison looks over at him, "Tell him to come see for himself if he's so concerned.". The room darkens a bit due to the sun setting, Star looks at Ghoul with a fearful eye, "H-He uh...he said go in yourself.". Though being a bit mad since Poison wouldn't tell him, he sighs and walks past Star, patting him on the shoulder as he passes him. "You're one smart a-- guy, if you woulda said that and not Star, I would have f---ing screamed.", Ghoul states as he walks past Poison and into Kobra's room. All Poison gives him is a slight smirk before saying, "I doubt it, you aren't stupid enough to do that sh--. Now before I leave, you better tell me why the h--- you suddenly care about Kobra again.". Ghoul sighs and looks down, rubbing his injured wrist, "I don't think he wants this...but I just wanna be friends again. I know, I ruined our friendship. But I'm sorry and I want him to know that. I just wanna laugh and joke around like we used to do all the time, we used to read comic books together and we even wrote some poetry if I asked. I want that friendship back...but we're both too much of a--holes to apologize to each other.". The front door could be heard opening, Poison looks down the hallway seeing Jet and Blood walk in. "I'll talk to him about it when I can. I know you guys used to be really close, and I guess maybe you aren't the only one that wants you guys back that way....", he walks away from Ghoul and down the hallway to speak with Jet and Blood. As Ghoul enters the room, Poison starts asking questions about what currently happened since he's been down with that illness. It's leads to getting an answer he probably doesn't want. "You don't have to worry, Poison. You should rest before you get involved.", Jet says as he pulls off his sunglasses, revealing his chocolate brown eyes, "You're still in no condition to fight what we're up against.". Poison glares at him a bit, "I'm fine.", he says, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall on his non-injured side. "No you aren't. You still need a little time to recover. You have injuries that still need to heal.", Jet replies back, Blood and Star passing him by and walking to Blood and Ghoul's room. Yet again, this wasn't the answer Poison wanted, "I've fought while injured before. If I can do that, I can fight like this.". "Well, you are the leader...but...look Poison, I'm not trying to go against you or boss you around, if that's what you think. I'm just looking out for you, like good friends do.", Jet states, putting his sunglasses in the pocket of his jacket. Back just a few years ago, Jet remembers Poison had gotten a serious injury in his leg. Poison kept on fighting in the battle they were in. Despite every effort he had the few days after the battle, Jet failed to keep Poison in bed rest. He knows to this day, the injury hasn't healed correctly due to Poison's refusal to rest. It was obvious the injury was still a bit intact, since not long ago it shown correct to Jet that it never healed right. In a battle with the BL, one had kicked him right where the injury had been. It caused Poison to falter and nearly knock down his own brother. Key shakes his head to the memory, knowing how stubborn Poison is to being cared for. "I don't need you to look out for me. I can do that myself.", Poison says, looking down trying not to get upset over this. Jet sighs and puts his hands in his pockets, "You're always looking out for all of us, it's not fair you don't have someone to look out for you. And you always tell us to look out for each other, why can't we do that for you?". This seemed to upset the leader more, he looks up at Jet with some mixed emotional look, "I'm the leader. It's my job to look out for my team and for them to look out for each other.", "Poison I don't think you get it..", "I do. I know what I'm doing, Jet.", "....no you f---ing don't. You're hurting yourself and you don't even care.". The words spoken by the normally calm killjoy surprise the leader, since Jet never usually cursed. He looks at him with a look of confusion, "Did...did you really just say that?". The other looks at him and nods, "And I ain't lying, am I? It's the truth and you know it.", he then takes his leave. Upon him exiting, it left the leader in the room by himself. Jet walks down the hallway thinking about what he had said to Poison, "Hopefully, there's still a chance for him to straighten up...", he mumbles as he walks next to Kobra's room, hearing some yelling. The door is only slightly open muddling some of the yelling, but it was open enough to see inside. He looks in and sees Ghoul arguing with Kobra. Shouts and cursing exit the room and Jet just rolls his eyes. "I shouldn't even bother to pull them apart...but I have to I guess...". As he walks in the doorway, he sees Ghoul shouting curses at Kobra still. And strangely, he's managed to make Kobra cry somehow. "Woah, hey! You two need to calm down!", Jet shouts over them, turning the heads of the two fighters, "What's going on here?". Kobra wipes his eyes, while Ghoul glares at Jet furiously, "Why the f--- do you care?! This is between us!". Jet walks in shutting the door, "Why is Kobra crying?". Silence fills the room as the two stare at one another, one being calm and the other being angry. "Imma only ask you one more time, and if you don't answer I'm going to ask Kobra.", Jet says with his hands in his pockets. Ghoul walks over to him, getting in his face as much as he can due to his height compared to the taller man, "B---- it's not your business! Get the h--- out and leave us alone.". "Kobra why are you crying?", Jet says looking at Kobra, now ignoring Ghoul and pushing him aside to get to Kobra's bed. Kobra looks over at him, "He started yelling at me for no reason. And he said some things that....kinda upset me....", "Like what exactly?", "He told me he wanted out friendship back, and I said I didn't know about it. Then he went on and FULL ON SCREAMED AT ME for no d--- reason.". With fury, Ghoul just glares at Kobra, "Because basically that's a no for you, a--hole!". Jet sighs, pushing Ghoul aside and sitting on the bed next to Kobra, "Calm down, Kobra. There's no need to cry, ok? Would you like me to get Poison to come in here with you while I talk to Ghoul?". In response, Kobra nods. With that, Jet smiles and gets up, grabbing Ghoul's arm and pulling him out of the room. He then pushes him into the living room, gesturing Poison to go see Kobra. Poison complies and leaves the room, Ghoul watching as he sits on the couch. "Alright, I wanna know why you suddenly became more of an a--hole towards Kobra, more than normal. And I wanna know why exactly you two were fighting.", Jet says as he looks straight towards Ghoul. Ghoul looks back at him, "Like he told you, I said I wanted our friendship back and he said he didn't know. Why the h--- are you mad at me?! He's been more of a b---- then I ever have!". The room slowly darkens more as Jet adjust his jacket, "Ghoul, that's not the problem. It seems he was being nice to you for once and you got mad because of it.", "I'm p---ed off cause he never listens to me! He's a f---ing dumba--! I even told him so myself!", "Don't you think maybe you two should stop calling each other names? I honestly think it would help you guys to mend your friendship.". Ghoul's expression changes, it becomes a guilty one, "Maybe you're right...I guess...I hurt his feelings pretty bad a bit ago...but that gives him no right to treat me the way he does.". Jet looks out the window nearby, gathering his thoughts. "I know. But neither one of you can admit that you hurt the other intentionally, you can't apologize because you blame each other for the tension between you. That's not going to help you, and neither is profanities and raising your voices.", Jet looks at him calmly, his hands behind his back. Ghoul looks down, "Well...ya know what....maybe I shouldn't even look at him anymore.", he gets up and walks out of the room, "Goodbye Jet. Have a good night.". And with that said, he walks to his room.