Catch Me If I Ever Fall (Part 2/?)
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Party Poison's P. O. V.
He looked so much like a drac it was sickening. They had turned my beautiful Fun Ghoul into a Korse clone. His long chin length hair was gone, leaving short, neat hair in its place. His skintone had no color, his eyes were blank and empty. Could he even think for himself anymore? I wondered.
"Come on Ghoul, we need to get you out of here," I whispered urgently. I wanted to get him as far away from this place as I could. I wanted him home and back to normal. He should be playing pranks, laughing, and filling our base with the energy it needed. It was too dark without him. I was too dark without him.
"I think you have the wrong person, My name's Frank, not Ghoul." I knew without looking that all of the eyes in the room were now completely focused on him. He hadn't been away from us for more than one night and they had already brainwashed him this much. What if I can't help him? What if he's too far gone? I thought. Jet and Kobra looked at me expectantly as if wondering what to do.
"If you fall behind, you get left behind. No one is coming back for you," I whispered to the three men in front of me, my eyes focused more on my brother than anyone. "If anything happens, you get out. Survival of the fittest," I grinned. That's the way it was since BL/ind took over. Any creativity or imagination had been quickly squished. Those who thought for themselves learned to regret that single moment of free will in death.
"For freedom," I grinned, trying to make light of the situation. We had learned the location of one of BL/ind's barracks through Dr. D and in choosing to fight for freedom we had to take it down. The Killjoys were the most vital in the big plan. We, being the smallest of the groups, would be able to sneak in undetected, placing explosives throughout the area. However, it was dangerous because we wouldn't have any back up on the inside.
"For Freedom!" The others echoed quietly before we seperated in four different directions.
As far as i could tell, everything was going as planned. No alarms rang out an intrusion and no dracs came storming by, firing at anything that moved. "So far so good," I muttered as I set the last explosive and quietly made my escape. Ahead of me I could see a flash of red disappear behind the wall and I felt a smile leak into my expression. At least Kobra had made it.
I was blown against the wall as the door exploded beside me. My eyes watered and burned and I coughed as my lungs filled up with smoke. I could hear the alarms buzzing loudly as the fire continued to blaze. Through tears I saw the wall and Ghoul stopped by it, staring back at me through his sunglasses.
I rolled over to my stomach, feeling like I was going to cough up my lungs. So this was how it ended, I thought as I the blast from a ray gun blast whizzed by me and at Ghoul.
"Go!" I shouted as I tried crawling towards him. He looked back at where the others had faded before catching my eyes again.
"What the hell are you doing?" I growled as he knelt down beside me and hauled my ass up, throwing my right arm over his shoulder. Somehow we managed to dodge all of the blasts and make our way to safety. I could hear the others who defind BL/ind being led by Dr. D finish what the Killjoys had started.
Ghoul dropped us down by Kobra and Jet's feet so we could catch our breath.
"Are you guys okay?" Jet asked right before Ghoul started laughing. He yanked down his mask and flashed all of us a crooked grin.
"That was awesome! We kicked some ass!" He beamed, Jet and Kobra joining him in his merriment. When he turned to look at me, placing his sunglasses on top of his head, I slugged him as hard as I could in his right eye, knocking him flat on his back. All laughter died and he looked at me as if, well, as if I had knocked the shit out of him.
"I told you to run, Ghoul." My voice was stern, even angry, but that all melted away as I hauled his tiny ass into a tight bear hug. He'd just saved my life. In those single moments he had taught me to appreciate life even more.
The sent of smoke and burning chemicals filled the room, snapping my attention back to the matter on hand.
"We take him with us," I replied flatly. I owed him my life, but more than that, I needed him.
"You don't want to stay in a burning building, do ya?" I smirked as I helped him get off of the bed. He hesitated only a moment before following the rest of us out of the building and into our Trans Am. We left Battery City and this nightmare behind, "Frank" sitting quietly in the seat behind me.
A/N: I'm still looking for a beta if anyone's interested. Sorry about the mistakes. I hope everyone enjoys.
Party Poison's P. O. V.
He looked so much like a drac it was sickening. They had turned my beautiful Fun Ghoul into a Korse clone. His long chin length hair was gone, leaving short, neat hair in its place. His skintone had no color, his eyes were blank and empty. Could he even think for himself anymore? I wondered.
"Come on Ghoul, we need to get you out of here," I whispered urgently. I wanted to get him as far away from this place as I could. I wanted him home and back to normal. He should be playing pranks, laughing, and filling our base with the energy it needed. It was too dark without him. I was too dark without him.
"I think you have the wrong person, My name's Frank, not Ghoul." I knew without looking that all of the eyes in the room were now completely focused on him. He hadn't been away from us for more than one night and they had already brainwashed him this much. What if I can't help him? What if he's too far gone? I thought. Jet and Kobra looked at me expectantly as if wondering what to do.
"If you fall behind, you get left behind. No one is coming back for you," I whispered to the three men in front of me, my eyes focused more on my brother than anyone. "If anything happens, you get out. Survival of the fittest," I grinned. That's the way it was since BL/ind took over. Any creativity or imagination had been quickly squished. Those who thought for themselves learned to regret that single moment of free will in death.
"For freedom," I grinned, trying to make light of the situation. We had learned the location of one of BL/ind's barracks through Dr. D and in choosing to fight for freedom we had to take it down. The Killjoys were the most vital in the big plan. We, being the smallest of the groups, would be able to sneak in undetected, placing explosives throughout the area. However, it was dangerous because we wouldn't have any back up on the inside.
"For Freedom!" The others echoed quietly before we seperated in four different directions.
As far as i could tell, everything was going as planned. No alarms rang out an intrusion and no dracs came storming by, firing at anything that moved. "So far so good," I muttered as I set the last explosive and quietly made my escape. Ahead of me I could see a flash of red disappear behind the wall and I felt a smile leak into my expression. At least Kobra had made it.
I was blown against the wall as the door exploded beside me. My eyes watered and burned and I coughed as my lungs filled up with smoke. I could hear the alarms buzzing loudly as the fire continued to blaze. Through tears I saw the wall and Ghoul stopped by it, staring back at me through his sunglasses.
I rolled over to my stomach, feeling like I was going to cough up my lungs. So this was how it ended, I thought as I the blast from a ray gun blast whizzed by me and at Ghoul.
"Go!" I shouted as I tried crawling towards him. He looked back at where the others had faded before catching my eyes again.
"What the hell are you doing?" I growled as he knelt down beside me and hauled my ass up, throwing my right arm over his shoulder. Somehow we managed to dodge all of the blasts and make our way to safety. I could hear the others who defind BL/ind being led by Dr. D finish what the Killjoys had started.
Ghoul dropped us down by Kobra and Jet's feet so we could catch our breath.
"Are you guys okay?" Jet asked right before Ghoul started laughing. He yanked down his mask and flashed all of us a crooked grin.
"That was awesome! We kicked some ass!" He beamed, Jet and Kobra joining him in his merriment. When he turned to look at me, placing his sunglasses on top of his head, I slugged him as hard as I could in his right eye, knocking him flat on his back. All laughter died and he looked at me as if, well, as if I had knocked the shit out of him.
"I told you to run, Ghoul." My voice was stern, even angry, but that all melted away as I hauled his tiny ass into a tight bear hug. He'd just saved my life. In those single moments he had taught me to appreciate life even more.
The sent of smoke and burning chemicals filled the room, snapping my attention back to the matter on hand.
"We take him with us," I replied flatly. I owed him my life, but more than that, I needed him.
"You don't want to stay in a burning building, do ya?" I smirked as I helped him get off of the bed. He hesitated only a moment before following the rest of us out of the building and into our Trans Am. We left Battery City and this nightmare behind, "Frank" sitting quietly in the seat behind me.
A/N: I'm still looking for a beta if anyone's interested. Sorry about the mistakes. I hope everyone enjoys.