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Sure we had talked about what we could do after we had found Party Poison and his team but we didn't discuss how to find him and how to ask if we could join. Neither of us wanted to trick him and his team; they did sort of start this rebellion in the first place. The simple fact that I kept doing stupid stuff wasn't the best reason and that finding food was hard; hell for anyone it was hard. We thought about just asking but that seemed selfish and we would have most likely been told "no." We both agreed to just let what happens happen and hope for the best. Mafia teased and said my stupidity may even convince them enough that I need more than just her; we both laughed about it and knew that wasn't fair either. After we finished discussing the situation she went back to her drawing and I decided to go play my guitar. I went to back and finished tuning the guitar; I grabbed the clamp I had for it and put it over the first fret (I didn't know the technical name for it and didn't care).
I tried to think of song to play on it that required the clip and ran a blank. I thought back to the songs and bands I was able to listen to before all this and the acoustic covers that were done and thought of a song. It was so long since I saw the actual name of it but I was convinced the title was "Teenagers" but what band recorded it escaped my mind. I started with a light strum of all the strings and thought it would be fun to sing the actual song, just to annoy Mafia, so I made sure my voice would sound fine too. Once everything was ready I started playing the song and started singing the lyrics to it. I found it funny that I remembered the name and lyrics but could not remember the band, it made me smirk and almost mess up a little but I kept my composure. When I got to around the chorus I believe, I heard my friend yell something from the other room:
"Yes do scare the living shit outta me!" I heard her laugh and I giggled slightly as I continued to play.
When I finished the song I heard Mafia yell something that involved me and agreed with the last set of lyrics. We both laughed and I thought of something else to play. I played a few more songs for what I thought was at least an hour. I messed up some chords here and there but I went back and fixed the mistakes. Though while I played I didn't hear any remarks from Mafia in the next room; I grew a little worried but I thought she was just getting into whatever she was working on. She had a tendency to get really involved with a project that she found enjoyable. Not that it was a bad thing but all the "quiet" sometimes got me a little paranoid. Though I was younger than her and was used to a bunch of noise especially when I went to concerts nearly all the time before this happened.
A few minutes later Mafia came into the back and told me to get my gear and that we would be heading out. I asked her where as I stood up and she gave me a look that said I should have already known. In fact I did know: we were going to look for Dracs to fight; but I always asked in case it would ever be different. I laid my guitar on the futon and got my weapons together; making sure my katana was sharp and setting my pistol to my favorite setting. I put my pistol in its holster and my katana in the sheath; it was slightly loose so it made perfect for quick wielding.
I went out and behind the shack where we kept the car; it was originally my car but obviously I had to share it during all this, I didn't really mind though. I hopped in the driver's side and Mafia got in on the passenger side. We had a usual spot about fifteen minutes from our shack and fifteen away from Battery City. There was a place the Dracs normally grouped up at and it was easy to take them out, if they were in small numbers. Mafia and I weren't a big fan of the smaller groups that gathered there, we liked the challenge of a larger group; at least seven to ten people, sometimes more. We called that spot our training site because we, well, train there. Making some creative name for such a boring spot seemed stupid; sometimes we just referred to it as "the spot" for convenience. We kept ourselves quiet on the way there so we could prepare mentally for what might happen. We were smart enough to keep detailed journals of each time we went there; we analyzed how we fought and how the enemy fought then made strategies for next time. I even kept a separate journal on how many showed up and when, except it was pretty scattered and it seemed random but I was getting close to finding a pattern.
I parked the car behind a set of boulders so we wouldn't be noticed; they always came in the direction coming from Battery City and not away. The sun was setting and the Dracs would be arriving in the next few minutes from what we've observed. Mafia and I still stayed quiet when we got out of the car. We sat at the edge of the rock formation and waited there. The both of us pulled our bandanas over our noses to muffle our breathing; mine was red with a small detail and Mafia had a purple one. She wore that bandana all the time, told me she wore it mainly to cover up some old injuries. I did a similar cover up as well except the injuries weren't on my neck, just everywhere else basically. While I prepared mentally I also thought of the supplies Mafia brought: first aid stuff (mostly for me), blankets (for us if it got really cold after), water bottles, and our journaling supplies.
It was hard to say what Mafia could have been thinking of. She was really serious about these things, my best guess was she was thinking of how to fight or dwelling on the past. The way she looked out to the spot didn't seem like she was watching for the Dracs, it was a deep stare, longing almost. I would have asked her what she was thinking about but I knew it would have to wait for later.
Probably a half hour passed before we noticed a BL/ind van driving up; I whispered a "finally" when I noticed it and Mafia chuckled slightly. We stayed hidden until we knew that their guard was down. Five Dracs filed out of the van yet the door stayed open. I could hear someone yelling from the van and saw someone fall out of it and onto the ground and another Drac jumped out. When the person that fell stood up I noticed I was reaching for my pistol when I saw it was another Killjoy. They had their head shaved at the sides and the middle was slicked back, a bit messy from the fall, and blonde while the sides were a brown. They wore a red jacket, black skinny jeans, and a yellow shirt with black jagged stripes. I wasn't able to see his hands but I knew they were either tied or cuffed behind his back. I felt enraged at the site as one of the Dracs grabbed hold of his hair, pulled his head back, and held a gun to his neck. Another one walked up to him and I couldn't tell what he was doing but it seemed like an interrogation. I heard their hostage yell that he didn't know anything and the Drac yelled back; though his yell was muffled from his mask.
This was a definite twist to what we had been studying; we weren't prepared to handle a hostage situation. I looked over to Mafia and she was in the same pose as before with the same longing gaze. I had to think quickly, I couldn't stand seeing a Killjoy die before my eyes without trying to save them; hell I didn't want them to die in the first place. I retrieved my pistol from its holster and made sure the setting I put stayed. I aimed for the Drac that held the gun to the guy's neck and held it steady.
"What are you doing?!" Mafia hissed at me.
"Saving this guy's life!" I hissed back, I could tell she wasn't pleased with my choice.
"Are you nuts?! We aren't prepared for this!"
"Well now's a good time to learn!" I sneered as I pulled the trigger to my gun and let the electrified bullet fly into the Drac's head. The Drac jolted and fell to the ground as he dropped his gun and let go of the Killjoy's hair. The blonde guy fell to his knees and the rest of the Dracs faced in our direction but dropped their guard slightly when they didn't see Mafia or myself since we only peered from around the corner of the huge rock.
Mafia and I both aimed our guns at the Dracs and opened fire, still behind the rock. Whoever wasn't dead ran towards us and we bolted from behind the rock as we continued to shoot. There were three left in total, an easy fight for either of us. I decided to have a bit of fun and work on my close combat. I put my pistol away and drew my katana; he fired at me and only got my left shoulder. Unfortunate for him I could still handle my sword with my good arm and severed his head from the very shoulders it rested upon. Mafia already shot the other two by the time I decapitated my opponent. She yelled something over to me and I laughed it off as I sheathed my sword then rubbed my shoulder; which did no good.
Despite the intense pain I had I walked over to the hostage and looked at him and he looked back. He had hazel eyes like I did and a pointed chin. I could tell he was in shock, I yelled to Mafia to grab a blanket from the car. I went behind the guy and checked if I could remove whatever bound his hands. Luckily it was a simple zip tie and it only took the bottom of my katana to take it off. His hands fell to his sides, he remained motionless. I went back to the front of him and put my hand on his shoulder. I asked him for his name and he said nothing; I asked what the Dracs were asking him and still got nothing. Mafia made it back and she wrapped the blanket around the guy. I told her I couldn't get any answers from him and we both agreed to bring him back to the shack. We helped him up and back to the car. I kept talking to him and reassuring him that we would help him but he didn't even reply, just stared at the ground.
I sat in the back seat with him and made sure he was okay. He was still shaking and I kept talking to him. I told him where we were going and he would be able to stay with us. He just kept looking down and didn't say a word the entire drive back to the shack. I tried to sound as gentle as possible but the pain in my arm was pretty intense I cringed a bit when we hit bumps.
Mafia kept looking forward as she drove. She was one of the cautious drivers, but for this occasion she was driving fairly fast and it only took us ten minutes to get back. Mafia and I got out of the car then helped the guy out and into the shack. We sat him down on one of the chairs in the main room and I sat with him as Mafia went back out to get the first aid supplies and lock the car. While she did that I took another shot at talking to the new guy; he looked a bit calmer now.
"Can you tell me your name?" I asked gently.
He stared at the floor for a while without responding then I saw his lips move. "K-Kobra Kid…" he answered.
"Alright Kobra Kid, um…can you tell me what the Dracs wanted with you?" Mafia came back into the room with stuff to wrap up my shoulder. As she bandaged me I waited for Kobra's answer.
He looked up slowly and stared at the ceiling, probably tried to think of what they wanted, and then looked straight ahead, "They were trying to find out where my team is. I didn't want them to get hurt so I stood my ground and told them I didn't know anything…"
I asked him how long they had him and he figured it was only a few days. Mafia offered him something to eat and he accepted kindly. She got up after she finished with my arm and went to go get Kobra something. I asked him where his team was and he said somewhere east of us. Mafia came back with a small cereal box and handed it to Kobra. He picked at it as we all chatted. Kobra seemed to be doing much better at this point so I left the room for him and Mafia to talk while I went to the back to lie down. I wasn't able to move my left arm because Mafia decided to wrap the entire thing up and put it in a sling so it just rested on my stomach and I put my other arm over my head and I closed my eyes.
I must have passed out because when I opened my eyes next Mafia and Kobra were both standing over me with huge smiles on their faces.
"Can I help you?" I asked them in confusion.
"Guess what?!" Mafia asked excitedly.
"Chicken butt?"
We all laughed at that and Mafia ruffled my hair as I sat up on the futon. Mafia explained to me that Kobra Kid was on a team with Party Poison and two other Killjoys and we could join them if we wanted. They were looking for at least four more people to join them. Kobra told me everything they had at their place, granted it wasn't much (shit it was more than what Mafia and I had), and what we could do. Which was what Mafia and I already did: assassinate Dracs.
I was so excited about the news that went I sat up I jerked my bad shoulder and cringed in pain. Mafia slapped my head and I held the back of it with my good arm. Kobra asked if I was okay and I told him it was normal with a slight laugh as I rubbed my head.

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Sure we had talked about what we could do after we had found Party Poison and his team but we didn't discuss how to find him and how to ask if we could join. Neither of us wanted to trick him and his team; they did sort of start this rebellion in the first place. The simple fact that I kept doing stupid stuff wasn't the best reason and that finding food was hard; hell for anyone it was hard. We thought about just asking but that seemed selfish and we would have most likely been told "no." We both agreed to just let what happens happen and hope for the best. Mafia teased and said my stupidity may even convince them enough that I need more than just her; we both laughed about it and knew that wasn't fair either. After we finished discussing the situation she went back to her drawing and I decided to go play my guitar. I went to back and finished tuning the guitar; I grabbed the clamp I had for it and put it over the first fret (I didn't know the technical name for it and didn't care).
I tried to think of song to play on it that required the clip and ran a blank. I thought back to the songs and bands I was able to listen to before all this and the acoustic covers that were done and thought of a song. It was so long since I saw the actual name of it but I was convinced the title was "Teenagers" but what band recorded it escaped my mind. I started with a light strum of all the strings and thought it would be fun to sing the actual song, just to annoy Mafia, so I made sure my voice would sound fine too. Once everything was ready I started playing the song and started singing the lyrics to it. I found it funny that I remembered the name and lyrics but could not remember the band, it made me smirk and almost mess up a little but I kept my composure. When I got to around the chorus I believe, I heard my friend yell something from the other room:
"Yes do scare the living shit outta me!" I heard her laugh and I giggled slightly as I continued to play.
When I finished the song I heard Mafia yell something that involved me and agreed with the last set of lyrics. We both laughed and I thought of something else to play. I played a few more songs for what I thought was at least an hour. I messed up some chords here and there but I went back and fixed the mistakes. Though while I played I didn't hear any remarks from Mafia in the next room; I grew a little worried but I thought she was just getting into whatever she was working on. She had a tendency to get really involved with a project that she found enjoyable. Not that it was a bad thing but all the "quiet" sometimes got me a little paranoid. Though I was younger than her and was used to a bunch of noise especially when I went to concerts nearly all the time before this happened.
A few minutes later Mafia came into the back and told me to get my gear and that we would be heading out. I asked her where as I stood up and she gave me a look that said I should have already known. In fact I did know: we were going to look for Dracs to fight; but I always asked in case it would ever be different. I laid my guitar on the futon and got my weapons together; making sure my katana was sharp and setting my pistol to my favorite setting. I put my pistol in its holster and my katana in the sheath; it was slightly loose so it made perfect for quick wielding.
I went out and behind the shack where we kept the car; it was originally my car but obviously I had to share it during all this, I didn't really mind though. I hopped in the driver's side and Mafia got in on the passenger side. We had a usual spot about fifteen minutes from our shack and fifteen away from Battery City. There was a place the Dracs normally grouped up at and it was easy to take them out, if they were in small numbers. Mafia and I weren't a big fan of the smaller groups that gathered there, we liked the challenge of a larger group; at least seven to ten people, sometimes more. We called that spot our training site because we, well, train there. Making some creative name for such a boring spot seemed stupid; sometimes we just referred to it as "the spot" for convenience. We kept ourselves quiet on the way there so we could prepare mentally for what might happen. We were smart enough to keep detailed journals of each time we went there; we analyzed how we fought and how the enemy fought then made strategies for next time. I even kept a separate journal on how many showed up and when, except it was pretty scattered and it seemed random but I was getting close to finding a pattern.
I parked the car behind a set of boulders so we wouldn't be noticed; they always came in the direction coming from Battery City and not away. The sun was setting and the Dracs would be arriving in the next few minutes from what we've observed. Mafia and I still stayed quiet when we got out of the car. We sat at the edge of the rock formation and waited there. The both of us pulled our bandanas over our noses to muffle our breathing; mine was red with a small detail and Mafia had a purple one. She wore that bandana all the time, told me she wore it mainly to cover up some old injuries. I did a similar cover up as well except the injuries weren't on my neck, just everywhere else basically. While I prepared mentally I also thought of the supplies Mafia brought: first aid stuff (mostly for me), blankets (for us if it got really cold after), water bottles, and our journaling supplies.
It was hard to say what Mafia could have been thinking of. She was really serious about these things, my best guess was she was thinking of how to fight or dwelling on the past. The way she looked out to the spot didn't seem like she was watching for the Dracs, it was a deep stare, longing almost. I would have asked her what she was thinking about but I knew it would have to wait for later.
Probably a half hour passed before we noticed a BL/ind van driving up; I whispered a "finally" when I noticed it and Mafia chuckled slightly. We stayed hidden until we knew that their guard was down. Five Dracs filed out of the van yet the door stayed open. I could hear someone yelling from the van and saw someone fall out of it and onto the ground and another Drac jumped out. When the person that fell stood up I noticed I was reaching for my pistol when I saw it was another Killjoy. They had their head shaved at the sides and the middle was slicked back, a bit messy from the fall, and blonde while the sides were a brown. They wore a red jacket, black skinny jeans, and a yellow shirt with black jagged stripes. I wasn't able to see his hands but I knew they were either tied or cuffed behind his back. I felt enraged at the site as one of the Dracs grabbed hold of his hair, pulled his head back, and held a gun to his neck. Another one walked up to him and I couldn't tell what he was doing but it seemed like an interrogation. I heard their hostage yell that he didn't know anything and the Drac yelled back; though his yell was muffled from his mask.
This was a definite twist to what we had been studying; we weren't prepared to handle a hostage situation. I looked over to Mafia and she was in the same pose as before with the same longing gaze. I had to think quickly, I couldn't stand seeing a Killjoy die before my eyes without trying to save them; hell I didn't want them to die in the first place. I retrieved my pistol from its holster and made sure the setting I put stayed. I aimed for the Drac that held the gun to the guy's neck and held it steady.
"What are you doing?!" Mafia hissed at me.
"Saving this guy's life!" I hissed back, I could tell she wasn't pleased with my choice.
"Are you nuts?! We aren't prepared for this!"
"Well now's a good time to learn!" I sneered as I pulled the trigger to my gun and let the electrified bullet fly into the Drac's head. The Drac jolted and fell to the ground as he dropped his gun and let go of the Killjoy's hair. The blonde guy fell to his knees and the rest of the Dracs faced in our direction but dropped their guard slightly when they didn't see Mafia or myself since we only peered from around the corner of the huge rock.
Mafia and I both aimed our guns at the Dracs and opened fire, still behind the rock. Whoever wasn't dead ran towards us and we bolted from behind the rock as we continued to shoot. There were three left in total, an easy fight for either of us. I decided to have a bit of fun and work on my close combat. I put my pistol away and drew my katana; he fired at me and only got my left shoulder. Unfortunate for him I could still handle my sword with my good arm and severed his head from the very shoulders it rested upon. Mafia already shot the other two by the time I decapitated my opponent. She yelled something over to me and I laughed it off as I sheathed my sword then rubbed my shoulder; which did no good.
Despite the intense pain I had I walked over to the hostage and looked at him and he looked back. He had hazel eyes like I did and a pointed chin. I could tell he was in shock, I yelled to Mafia to grab a blanket from the car. I went behind the guy and checked if I could remove whatever bound his hands. Luckily it was a simple zip tie and it only took the bottom of my katana to take it off. His hands fell to his sides, he remained motionless. I went back to the front of him and put my hand on his shoulder. I asked him for his name and he said nothing; I asked what the Dracs were asking him and still got nothing. Mafia made it back and she wrapped the blanket around the guy. I told her I couldn't get any answers from him and we both agreed to bring him back to the shack. We helped him up and back to the car. I kept talking to him and reassuring him that we would help him but he didn't even reply, just stared at the ground.
I sat in the back seat with him and made sure he was okay. He was still shaking and I kept talking to him. I told him where we were going and he would be able to stay with us. He just kept looking down and didn't say a word the entire drive back to the shack. I tried to sound as gentle as possible but the pain in my arm was pretty intense I cringed a bit when we hit bumps.
Mafia kept looking forward as she drove. She was one of the cautious drivers, but for this occasion she was driving fairly fast and it only took us ten minutes to get back. Mafia and I got out of the car then helped the guy out and into the shack. We sat him down on one of the chairs in the main room and I sat with him as Mafia went back out to get the first aid supplies and lock the car. While she did that I took another shot at talking to the new guy; he looked a bit calmer now.
"Can you tell me your name?" I asked gently.
He stared at the floor for a while without responding then I saw his lips move. "K-Kobra Kid…" he answered.
"Alright Kobra Kid, um…can you tell me what the Dracs wanted with you?" Mafia came back into the room with stuff to wrap up my shoulder. As she bandaged me I waited for Kobra's answer.
He looked up slowly and stared at the ceiling, probably tried to think of what they wanted, and then looked straight ahead, "They were trying to find out where my team is. I didn't want them to get hurt so I stood my ground and told them I didn't know anything…"
I asked him how long they had him and he figured it was only a few days. Mafia offered him something to eat and he accepted kindly. She got up after she finished with my arm and went to go get Kobra something. I asked him where his team was and he said somewhere east of us. Mafia came back with a small cereal box and handed it to Kobra. He picked at it as we all chatted. Kobra seemed to be doing much better at this point so I left the room for him and Mafia to talk while I went to the back to lie down. I wasn't able to move my left arm because Mafia decided to wrap the entire thing up and put it in a sling so it just rested on my stomach and I put my other arm over my head and I closed my eyes.
I must have passed out because when I opened my eyes next Mafia and Kobra were both standing over me with huge smiles on their faces.
"Can I help you?" I asked them in confusion.
"Guess what?!" Mafia asked excitedly.
"Chicken butt?"
We all laughed at that and Mafia ruffled my hair as I sat up on the futon. Mafia explained to me that Kobra Kid was on a team with Party Poison and two other Killjoys and we could join them if we wanted. They were looking for at least four more people to join them. Kobra told me everything they had at their place, granted it wasn't much (shit it was more than what Mafia and I had), and what we could do. Which was what Mafia and I already did: assassinate Dracs.
I was so excited about the news that went I sat up I jerked my bad shoulder and cringed in pain. Mafia slapped my head and I held the back of it with my good arm. Kobra asked if I was okay and I told him it was normal with a slight laugh as I rubbed my head.