Dead Or Alive (OLD)

Part 1. Night Night

Y/N - Your Name
F/C - Favorite Color
H/C - Hair Color

The shot of a ray gun fires, and I hear a piercing scream. I turn and behind me, a woman lays clutching her chest as blood seeps between her fingers. I waddle over to her, as quickly as my little legs will let me "m-mommy?" I say, my voice small and afraid "h-hey b-baby..." she says looking at me with a gentle smile and pain in her eyes, her smile starts to fade as her breathing slows down, before stopping completely, her eyes cloud over and she slides down the wall her hands falling to her sides.

I jerk awake, gasping for breath. I shove my H/C hair out of my face, rubbing my hands roughly over my tear stained face. "M-mom..." I whisper to myself, pulling my knees up to my chest, resting my head on them. I breathe, my short and quick breaths slowly going back to long slow ones.

When my breathing returns to normal I swing my legs over the edge of my bed and step onto the rug, nearly losing my balance as I step off. I grab a red tank top and black skinny jeans off my dresser, changing quickly. Once I'm changed, I grab my F/C (if red is your favorite, pick your second favorite...) leather jacket and dark brown; almost black boots off the floor and throw them on.

I step out the door of the old, beat up camper and shield my eyes from the hot desert sun. It didnt always used to be like this, a few years ago I would've been lounging on the couch with my mom snacking on a bag of our favorite chips or walking to school with my bestfriend. But that all changed when BL/ind took over and ruined everything...

I shake my head and sigh, getting rid of my thoughts about the past. I walk over to my bike and hop on, pulling my mask down over my face to hide my identity, it was a habit that most killjoys got into, it didnt really get big until Party Poison did it. Party Poison, leader of the Fabulous Four and my greatest enemy. We didnt really have a great past, but it's something I shut out of my mind when I shut him out. I crank my bike up and speed off into the desert, searching for anywhere I might be able to find supplies, I was dangerously low on food and medical supplies.

Fzzt "Shit," I say it out loud to myself as a laser hits my bike, sending me hurtling to the ground. I make contact and almost black out at the impact, I look up to see a group of dracs surrounding me. I groan and pull out my blaster aiming and shooting all of them that I can, "theres to many..." I say to myself, thinking out loud.

I black out. The last thing I remember is a drac standing over me with his head tilted, "Nighty night, killjoy!" He says as my vision fades.