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

Trusting a worker in a confined prison

“We’re almost there, right Lunar?”, Kobra asks 307 after many hours of walking on the road. It’s nearing night, the sky darkening as the small group of killjoys make their way to a small station outside of Battery city. It had been about a week since they started to make their way here, and the whole time they were being lead by 307. During that time, Kobra had finally given 307 a name, Lunar May. And even if it was kinda dumb, the worker didn’t seem to hate the name in any way. Lunar looks at Kobra and nods, pointing to the station in the distance. “Ey, there it is! Isn’t that one of those confinement areas or something?”, Kobra looks over at Lunar as he speaks. Poison speaks up while Lunar nods, “It’s q-quite a-a large a-area...do you t-think t-they’re in t-there?”. Once again, Lunar nods before stopping in front of a gate that was held up by the 8 foot tall fencing surrounding the area. Kobra puts his hand over his gun and looks back at the others. “P-Prepare yourselves, w-we d-don’t know if w-we’re being e-expected h-here or not.”, Poison says hoarsely, sitting up straighter in Rocket’s saddle, aiming his ray gun at the gate with shaky hands. Despite being as sick as he was, Poison seemed to be getting better. Silver grabs out his pistol, “Hey, maybe you should ease back, partner. We can handle this.”. Although Silver was probably right, Poison stays in position, “W-Worry about your g-gunless c-companion, kid. Not m-me.”, he says as his eyes adjust to the growing darkness. Lunar grabs out a key card and uses it to unlock the gate, pulling out his gun and shooting the guard after opening it. As he walks in, he gestures for the killjoys to follow him inside. Poison hesitates getting off Rocket, “W-We can trust y-you, r-right? We a-aren’t gonna get o-our heads blown off cause o-of y-you?”. In response, Lunar shakes his head and walks inside. Both the leader and his brother look at each other, “You believe him, Poison?”, “Yes I-I do. Let’s go.”, “On his mark?”, “No, on my m-mark. And I t-told you to go.”. Cautiously, the brothers walk past the gate and enter the building with the two rookies behind them. They follow a few feet behind Lunar as he leads them down a condor, two large wooden doors at the end of it. “D---, ain’t that a little medieval?”, Kobra whispers as he unholsters his gun, pulling his helmet on. As he pulls his helmet on, the other killjoys put on their varied identity concealers. The place goes silent, seconds passing slowly as Lunar unlocks the doors and opens them both. The giant room appeared to be some sort of cafeteria, some workers here and there at the tables who looked directly at them. Even a few head B.L.I. were seated in there, “Hey! Get them!”, one of them yells out. Bullets fly across the room and with both sides shooting, it creates an endless crossfire. Eventually, the fight dies and ends with the killjoys victory. Poison wobbles and coughs a bit, “L-Let’s keep moving.”, he orders, waltzing to the opening of a bright narrow hallway. The others follow behind, and luckily, none of them were injured during the crossfire. Without a word, Lunar unlocks yet another door at the end of the hallway. “Can’t B.L.I. take control of you again with your BL mask?”, Midnight asks as if she were a small child. The worker looks back at her and shrugs, pulling open the door for them. The room they entered was small and contained handcuffs, guns, and other police gear. Lunar grabs a few of the handcuffs and puts some on Kobra. “Hey what the f---?!”, Kobra shouts looking enraged, “You turning us in!?”. Quickly, Poison reassures Kobra, “I think m-maybe there’s a r-reason f-for that. Calm down.”. Lunar then cuffs all the killjoys and grabs a key to the handcuffs, slipping it inside his pocket before putting the killjoys weapons in their own holsters. This just enrages Kobra more, “What the h---...this b---- is gonna take us in, Poison!”, “I don’t think so. O-Our weapons are i-in r-reach and w-who in their right m-mind would d-do that if t-they w-were turning s-someone in? He would h-have taken them c-completely f-from us s-so w-we wouldn’t shoot him..”, “WE’RE F---ING HAND CUFFED, POISON!”, “You know what.....just shut the f--- up, Kobra. I don’t f-feel too good and I-I’m not in the m-mood t-to fight w-with you about this. We have m-more important things to w-worry about.”. With a scoff, Kobra glares at Lunar, “What are you planning, f---er.”. Lunar returns his key card in his shirt pocket after unlocking the next door, looking at Kobra and putting a finger up to his lips. “I think I know what he’s doing. Maybe.”, Silver whispers, walking forward onto the next room. The room is large and a couple of head B.L.I. are in the room chatting, within them is Rarity and a rainbow haired woman talking. As soon as all the Killjoys enter, the whole room looks their way. “Hey look guys, a worker caught killjoys! Hahaha usually you guys can’t even catch one without us lead B.L.I.’s helping you!”, says the rainbow haired woman in pride. Rarity walks away from her rainbow haired companion and stands before Lunar, “This is one of our special agents, Rainbow dash. His name is #307. He may not be the best but it seems he’s gotten them here, unlike other agents.”. With a nod, Lunar looks at a door that has a sign that says, ‘Gate to prison, enter at your own risk’. Kobra and Poison both look upset upon the new information, Silver and Midnight just seem shocked. “Where are you going?”, Rarity asks as Lunar leads the killjoys to the door. The worker looks back and points to the door. The room goes silent before Rarity looks at Poison before her eyes run along the line of prisoners, “You don’t want help bringing them in, darling? I’d think you’d be scared to take armed criminals in by yourself.”. Lunar shakes his head and opens the door, allowing the killjoys to enter before him. After the door shuts, all the killjoys look at Lunar with suspicion, “You’re a d--- a-agent? And y-you tricked us?”, Poison asks with a death glare. “I told you! But you didn’t wanna...huh?”, Kobra freezes in the middle of his shouting, his hand cuffs slipping off as Lunar unlocks them. Afterwards, Lunar unlocks all the handcuffs and allows each set to drop to the floor. “Aren’t you supposed to be bringing us in?”, Kobra asks as he crosses his arms. For a second, it really seemed that Lunar was tricking them, and the killjoys were now questioning him like they had before. Lunar just looks at them and he shakes his head, walking past them into the dimly lit hallway. None of the group knows if Lunar could be trusted or not, so they all look at Poison for help. “We have n-no choice b-but to go w-with h-him at t-this p-point. Let’s keep moving.”, says the leader as he walks after the worker. The other killjoys have no other choice but to follow the two. As they all make their way down the dim hallway, they pass doors marked with B.L.I. symbols. Muffled voices can be heard from a door as they pass it, the door having a label saying ‘Interrogation room’ on it. Lunar stops and opens the door slightly, seeing Korse talking with a killjoy. He recognizes him from the star symbol on the back of his jacket, it’s Jet. “What are you doing?”, Kobra asks as the others come to a halt, merely 2 feet away. Lunar gestures Poison over and points into the opening he made with the door, letting the leader peek through. “D---...poor J-Jet.”, Poison whispers as he and Lunar eavesdrop on the conversation a bit. It was easy to tell this wasn’t the first conversation they’ve had on what subject they were discussing, “I already told you, I don’t know where they would go.”, “You’re all hiding something and we will find out what it is. We will find your leader and Kobra kid even if we gotta start torturing and killing your people to do so.”, “I highly doubt any of that will happen, Korse.”, “Stop being a smart a--.”, “I’m just doing what you asked. I’m telling you what I know and I’m being fully honest.”, “You’re p---ing me off with your quiet nature, Jet Star. Stop keeping secrets, we all know if any of you know where they would go, it would be you.”. Lunar lightly pushes Poison aside and walks inside, watching as Korse lands a hard hit on the side of Jet’s head with a gun. The hit knocks the killjoy to the floor out of his chair, his sunglasses fly off and land right next to Lunar’s feet. “Ah, I see that one of my agents is here. Well Jet, it looks like you were wrong. If 307 is here, he has one of your precious team mates with him.”, says the B.L.I. boss with a smirk. In response, Lunar picks up Jet’s sunglasses and hands them to Jet, helping him up after he allows him to put them back on. This action just confuses both Jet and Korse, “Why are you helping me…?”, Jet asks. Lunar gives Korse a hand signal and Korse smiles even more, “I suppose you have the others? Good. Take them to the killjoy imprisonment area. Goodbye, Jet Star.”. And without another word, Lunar pulls Jet out of the room and into the hallway, trying to support him since he wasn’t much able to stand on his own. Sadly, Jet looks at the group, “So you really did get caught…”. The door shuts and the room becomes vacant like it had been before Jet and Korse were in it. The only sign if it being empty was the other door inside shutting as well. Poison shrugs and Kobra rolls his eyes before stating, “We actually came here to break you guys out but...now we aren’t sure if we’re still doing that cause this a--hole kinda blew our cover.”, Kobra points at Lunar and says, “This b---- right here, dude. He’s a BL agent.”. Jet stumbles a bit and is suddenly pulled steady by Lunar, “I’m not turning you in.”, the worker says in a very bland voice. “Woah you can actually talk!”, Silver shouts with a surprised look on his face. Lunar looks down and nods a bit, “But not much…”. “That explains why you never spoke before. Why didn’t you tell us anything or at least signal it?”, Kobra asks, being relieved by the news of the worker actually helping them. Jet answers instead of Lunar, “He didn’t want to blow your cover, I bet. It’s an advantage for him to help you safely get past people if he says you’re his prisoners. Am I correct?”. Lunar nods and walks to the killjoy holding area while supporting Jet still. The others follow close behind, preparing to fight if they need to. When they open the door, the killjoys are nowhere to be seen. “This is the room. Where are they…”, Jet says nearly silent, but loud enough to be heard. Lunar hands Jet off to Kobra and he walks down the hallway. The killjoys sit there watching, wondering what exactly he was doing. And just within 5 seconds, a few B.L.I. workers walk past the killjoys and walk over to Lunar. “Rarity has ordered the others in room 11, take the others there.”, one of them says, “Take the leader to Korse for interrogation.”. With no hesitation, Lunar slings his gun out and kills the workers. And after making sure they were dead, he turns to the killjoys and points down the hallway. The group follows him to the room labeled 11. Upon opening it, they see a large room and all the killjoys inside. Mostly, they had healed, and Blood had returned to his normal self. The first to react is Star, who runs over and hugs Poison, “You guys are ok!”. Poison smiles a bit and pats his back, “Mhm. And w-we’re getting out of h-here, t-thanks to Lunar.”. Lunar waves at the group inside, in return they are confused. “There’s a worker helping you? Well isn't this a d--- miracle.”, Ghoul says as he stands, helping Blood up before watching the others rise. Poison nods, “And he has a name cause he’s one of us now. It’s Lunar May.”. Star releases Poison and helps Kobra with Jet, smiling as he does so. Now with them being all together, Lunar leads them down the hallway and into a darker condor. Many workers lay in the hallway, all of them being dead. They follow Lunar to a wooden door, just like the two that had blocked them at the gate. “You guys know they took Dream right?”, Cheetah asks, “He was with us. Even if he’s a bit of a b----, I wonder what they did to him…”. The door opens easily and the killjoys walk out of the building into the pure darkness, Rocket prancing around happily outside on the road. Ghoul shrugs, “Beats me, but he’s not a killjoy so I suppose they probably let him go.”. The group heads to the road, and while walking they all joke and laugh as if nothing had happened in those past few weeks. The end of this adventure was pretty great, they all smile with the crescent in the sky thankful it was finally over. Or at least that’s what they thought...this was just the beginning of something much more wicked...