The Devil and Death take the Zones (Killjoys MCR)

Things Start Going Down Hill

Third Person POV

Dr D sat in his office looking over the soundtrack he had planned for the day. It was the morning after Devil and Reaper turned up. Yesterday was also they day that they learned Korse was on the look out for Party Poison.

Missile Kid sat in a chair in the room with him. They were mainly talking about small things like weird shaped cactus, conversations they had had lately, and of course, what Missile Kid thought of Devil and Reaper.

"I think she's real pretty." Missile Kid said thinking about Devil

Dr D laughed "Yes she is. Way back when I first met her though the scare on her face was a bit bigger, and way grosser."

Missile Kid said nothing after that. She then looked down all of the sudden. Dr D noticed and showed his concern for the girl.

"What's on your mind tumbleweed?" He asked her

She looked around the room and sighed "What do you think Korse wants Party for? He's usually like 'Shoot em! Kill em! AHAAAA!'" she said doing a goofy imitation of Korse.

Dr D sat back further in his wheel chair. He thought on it for a second and told Missile Kid what he thought.

"Well Korse may be an evil mad man that doesn't care about much, but he ain't stupid. He might have a plan of some kind. But it's most likely him trying to get back at party himself." He said as he leaned forward.
"Don't worry, Party is smart. He won't go down without putting up a real good fight." He said with a smile hoping to cheer up Missile.

Then as they both sat there smiling a red light started flashing on Dr D's set up. He pushed a button and put on a set of headphones. He put his face up to the microphone and spoke.

"What's up this is Dr Death Defying?"

"Yes h-hello. I'm a killjoy I'm in an old gas station in zone 4. My team is dead and I'm hiding from the Draks. I don't know how close they are to finding me but they're looking. Please send help!"
Said a female voice in a shaky tone.

"Alright. Will do. Don't worry my friend." Dr D said in response

He pulled of the headphones and rolled into the diner with haste. Missile Kid close behind. "What's up?" She asked

He didn't stop, instead he entered the diner and found the Fabulous Four. They looked over at him while in the middle of "breakfast".

"We got a situation. A killjoy is trapped in a gas station in zone 4. Her team's been ghosted and Draks are closing in. You guys think you can handle it?" He said to them

"Hell yes!" Ghoul yelled as he stood up. The other three fallowing him.

They grabbed their Ray guns and headed for the door. When Dr D called out "Party!"

Party Poison turned around and looked at the man in the wheelchair. "Be careful man. And as always, keep your boots tight and guns close. And die with your masks on." He said to them

They nodded and walked out to the car. Jet started the engine and rolled down the highway at high speed. They quickly wanted zone 4 and we're looking out for a gas station.

After searching for less then half an hour they saw an old building with a large broken down neon sign. The place looked mostly abandoned except for the bikes out front. They pulled up in the Trans Am and pulled out their guns.

They slowly opened the back door making sure the cost was clear. They walked through a dark hallway with old empty rooms and old cleaning supplies lying around. With their guns high they got closer to the other end of the hallway, with the back door still open. They tried the door that lead to the main store. Party grabbed the door knob on attempts to open it. However the door seemed to be locked.

He motioned for them to make their was back to the door they came in. They were going to try the front door to see if it was unlocked, but they would never get a chance to try, because the back door slammed just before they could reach it. Ghoul ran to the door to try to open it but it wouldn't budge.

"This is not good. But hey at least we've still got air." Jet said to try and lighten the mood.

But that statement would later be ironic. As a small grenade was tossed out of one of the bathrooms. They all tried to shield themselves from the blast but it never came. Instead a large cloud of purple gas erupted from the small devise.

"Shit! Guys hold your breath!" Party yelled as he pushed his team back trying to shield them from the vapor.

But it was too late. They had already inhales a small bit of the gas as it spread quickly through the room.

Party Poison POV

I pushed my team twords the door as we all attempted to open it so we could escape. But whatever this gas was, it was incredibly potent. It head been only a few seconds before we all started to sway.

My head was spinning and it was hard to keep my balance. My vision became fussy and warped. And it was getting harder to hold my breath any longer.

Then Jet fell to the ground and passed out. Quickly fallowed by Ghoul, they both slummed to the ground. Kobra was about to go down but I held my brother up. But he eventually did fall. Then I fell backwards and the last thing I saw was the ceiling above me.

Earlier that day at Better Living Industries.

Korse POV

I had came up with a fool proof plan over night. I had gotten someone to play the 'little scared killjoy' for Dr Death Defying.

Setting a trap for killjoys is way to easy. Luring then out into the open with a fake distress call, only to gas then. It was a bullet proof plan indeed.

Me and a few Draks stayed hidden in an old truck stop in zone 4. We had just radioed to Dr D with a distress call. Now all we had to do was wait.

It didn't take long for us to hear the Fabulous Four enter through the back entrance. We waited for them all to be in before we shut the door on them. They tried to open the door, however it was a fruitless effort.

The gas bomb was thrown in, and it was fun to watch as they all scrambled trying to escape. But they eventually did fall.

After the gas cleared we entered the room and looked over the unconscious killjoys. I motioned for the Draks to drag Party Poison out. I didn't care about the others right now. I only cared about collecting my prize. The Draks pulled his limp body out side and to our vehicle.

They put restraints on his arms and a bag over his head. We all entered the vehicle and drove off to Battery City.

My plan was finally being put into motion.