Story "You have to go!" My sister yelled at me. We were kicked out of our town at a young age. I never minded thou. The word has change a lot. I was 7 when we were forced to leave. Every one in the district was forced to leave. There was only my sister left. We were from battery city. You guested it. The killjoys where there quite often. My father, party poison was a hero. He was shot protecting fun ghoul. His daughter maya was my "sister" we were alway close from a young age on. My dad poison or Gerard was close to maya dad Frank. My uncle had always wanted a child so when our dad's dies he helped us. But he was killed soon after. So I did what my dad told me to do, run away and never look back. Better living may have thought the kill joys were gone, dead, wiped out. But he was wrong. I was here. For I am a kill joy. And we never die. We simply respon.