Killjoys 10 Anarchy, Rebellion

The walk back to the third zone went faster than any of them had anticipated it would. The sun was rising over the horizon now and doing away with the bits of cold air that had managed to settle in during the night. Party Poison could've done without it entirely. He was already sweating when they saw the foreboding chained gates of the eastern Killjoy headquarters. The sight was a familiar one but something seemed different as the group approached. They all stopped with Party Poison, wondering if he had to do something to signal the approach since he'd been missing for so long. Not really that long, it's only been a day. It's felt like an eternity though.

Now he was returning with one unknown and two accused traitors. The only one who would be considered welcome upon immediately entering would be Agent Alpaca since there were no accusations against him whatsoever. Though the Killjoys there might be wary regardless since he hadn't visited the eastern headquarter before.

"What is it, Poison?" Disco Bitch asked after a moment of staring at the entrance, waiting for something magical that she knew was never coming. Party Poison almost shared his concerns with the woman but instead shook his head.

"Nothing. Let's go." He trudged on through the sand, the group kicking up a trail of dust that hid them up to their knees. Fire Frenzy slipped her bandana around her mouth to keep the dirt from bothering her. Since she was the shortest of the group she found it bothering her more than the others. They stopped in front of the gates and a Killjoy seated at the top, overlooking those who approached, shouted down at him.

"What business do you have here?"

"It's Party Poison. I have guests, which means we have guests. Open the gates." The gates opened at his command with a howling creak, pushing sand forward in its wake. Poison smirked. That was easier than I expected. His paranoia must have been getting the best of him. They walked into the encampment, looking around for those who would usually come to greet them. Party Poison had appointed generals to the task, but not a single one was present. This struck him as odd but he could've just been paranoid. After all that's happened who could blame me?

"Something's not right." Tiger Beatdown spoke what they were all thinking.

"Get down!" Fire Frenzy grabbed Tiger's arm and tugged him down as she sunk to the ground and leaned beneath him, pointing through his legs as she pulled out her ray gun.

"No!" Party Poison ducked and grabbed at Frenzy's arm to throw off her aim. "Don't shoot at them!" Even as he spoke, a laser was hitting the ground just in front of him. Fire Frenzy dropped her weapon and shook her hand. The sparks from the misfired laser had singed her flesh. "Everyone stop fucking shooting!" He yelled. But it was a hopeless effort; lasers were suddenly blasting from every corner of the encampment, aimed toward them. Disco Bitch started kicking up dust to try and skew the aim of their assailants.

"Scatter! We're sitting ducks!" Agent Alpaca shouted and ran to the side for cover, kicking up the dust and dirt as he did, purposely dragging his feet.

"Get down stupid! They're looking for you!" Fire Frenzy grabbed Poison by his arm and pulled him down to her level. She scooped up her gun from the dirt and aimed through the dust, coughing even beneath her bandana.

"Don't fucking shoot them Frenzy, I swear to God I'll hit you!"

"Oh shut up you fucking pussy!" Frenzy rolled out of his reach and shot at the guard tower on her left.

"No!" The tower wasn't occupied, so Party Poison's fears were alleviated as he didn't hear the cries of the wounded. The whole of the fray stopped and stared as they heard the creaks of the guard tower. There were six of these buildings positioned around the encampment, pieced together with scrap metal higher than the rest of the buildings and the gates so they could see any oncoming attacks. The only way into the tower was via ladder from the ground. Frenzy stood up and started to approach the guard tower, firing at the supports and at the places she thought were mostly likely to do damage. Since she had so much experience working with metal and welding she knew where the weak points would generally form in such a structure.

"Fucking genius." Poison laughed with a sideways smirk as he got to his feet but was immediately kicked back down to the ground by someone behind him. Poison caught himself with his hands just in time to prevent him from eating the dirt. The guard tower finally gave out under Frenzy's fire and with a horrible creaking of metal and scraping akin to nails on a chalkboard it came crashing down to the ground, sending it on top of the three tents next to it. A wave of dust like nothing their feet could have ever mustered washed over the camp, carried and continued by the wind that seemed to pick up by the second.

"Get out of the way!" Disco Bitch grabbed Fire Frenzy's arm and started pulling her through the camp. She'd made herself a target by shooting down the guard tower. She had been lucky that no one had any idea what she had been up to until the moment the thing had collapsed or they would've swarmed her to prevent it. "What were you thinking?" Disco shouted, dodging other Killjoys who were running here and there to assess the damage and try to catch the intruders. With this much dust in the air, only a fool would continue to fire laser after laser. There'd be too much of a risk for people to shoot their comrades in arms instead of the intruders.

"He told me not to shoot the assholes shooting at us, next best bet is to shoot the fucking buildings right?"

"You're insane!" Disco Bitch laughed, despite her accusations.

"Yeah, you're not the first person to tell me that, but I feel completely lucid." Frenzy shrugged and ran through the camp with Disco.


Party Poison rolled onto his back as a man he didn't recognize pinned him down to the ground. Not this bullshit again. I'm tired of rolling around in the fucking dirt. Poison grabbed his attackers face and dug his dull nails into the skin as much as he could. A cry of anguish escaped the man's lips and he felt teeth digging into his leather glove. Biting was always a last ditch effort for anyone trying to fight back. Even though it didn't look like it, he had the upper hand now. Poison pulled back his hand, spit in the eyes of the man on top of him and smashed the base of his palm into the bottom of the man's nose. The scream echoed around him as he felt the fragile bone and cartilage that formed his nose as it snapped and slipped up and out of place. Blood poured over Poison's fingers and he grabbed the man's face again, as well as his arm and shoved him off of him. He stood and kicked the man in the ribs just to add insult to injury.

"Breathe now fucker!" Poison coughed as he caught his breath and wiped his face free of the dirt, in result spreading the blood all over his face. He'd forgotten what it was like to really fight like this and couldn't help but smirk. Adrenaline was perhaps the most intoxicating of drugs. Poison looked around for his comrades but couldn't see them. Every man for himself I guess. He trusted them to find their way out of this situation and if they didn't, he'd come back for them. He firmly believed in no man being left behind.

"Party Poison!" Poison stopped his run, sliding in the dirt and turning to face the person who called to him. He knew it wasn't one of the four he had traveled with. A young Killjoy with a fading green mohawk faced him, goggles over his eyes and his gun pointed at him. "I'm Phoenix Fury and if you put down your gun now I won't fucking blow your brains out!"

"Oh really?" Party Poison narrowed his eyes at the man who was soon joined by three other Killjoys, though the other three did not have their guns drawn quite yet.

"You're a fucking traitor and you deserve to fucking hang but that isn't how we operate! Hand over your gun and I won't kill you!" Phoenix's hand was trembling visibly with nerves. He talked a big game but it looked like now that he was face to face with the man he was accusing, he wasn't quite as confident as he sounded.

"You're right." Party Poison nodded his head.

"I-I… am?" Phoenix Fury hadn't anticipated that and his aim faltered.

"This isn't how we operate." Poison walked toward him, grabbed the outstretched gun which let out a blast, grazing his arm through his blue jacket. He pulled him by his gun and kneed him in the gut. Phoenix doubled over, coughing as the wind was knocked out of him by the blow. Poison elbowed the back of the man's neck and howled in pain. The wound on his arm was stinging and burning and his arm practically crumpled in weakness from the blow he'd dished out. Poison let Phoenix drop to the ground and stepped back, his left arm now feeling limp and useless. Two of the three Killjoys who had been with Phoenix ran at him full force and though he struggled and tried to dodge them, they brought him down at the knees after only a moment. The third Killjoy must have helped Phoenix to his feet because as Poison was wrestled to the ground Phoenix approached him.

Poison coughed and gagged as the two Killjoys hit him in the stomach, forcing him to bend over as he'd done to Phoenix. They shoved his face down to the dirt and Poison closed his eyes and turned his face to the side to avoid breaking his nose. He felt a hand in his hair lifting him off of the ground.

"Fucking traitor, you said I was right! Are you that low?" Phoenix looked at him with narrowed eyes. His nose was dripping blood and his forehead was scraped up. Poison had dirt in his nose, his eyes, his mouth. He could taste blood from the lip he must have punctured on the way to the ground. He inhaled, hocked as hard as he could and spat in the man's face with a beautiful spray of dirt and blood.

"Traitor?" Poison coughed once he'd allowed the rest of the dirt in his mouth to drip down his chin. "Look around you asshole… You're the traitors here. What'd you do to my men?"

"Fuck you, you're a liar!' Phoenix aimed his gun at the man who had once been the leader of the Killjoys.

"I'm a liar? Do it then. Shoot me." Poison shoved the two Killjoys off of him who were holding him down and threw his hands to the side. "Fucking shoot me down and find out just how fucking wrong you are. You know what that will make you? A murderer." Phoenix Fury hesitated which was the stupidest thing he could've done in the given situation. If the tables had been turned, Party Poison would've never even had let him talk. This new brand of Killjoy was weak.

"Duck!" Poison didn't hesitate and threw himself on the ground when he heard the yell of someone behind him. Tiger Beatdown didn't want to kill those attacking Party Poison after hearing the exchange, but he had to help his friend. It had taken him a few moments to escape himself from the rebels but since he wasn't as well known here as Poison it hadn't been too difficult. He had found several decent sized rocks and threw them at the Killjoys around Party Poison. It was a stupid attack, but it would give them enough time to at least make their way into the dust to try and escape. Tiger had found a helmet lying on the ground that he planned to shove onto Party Poison to try and disguise his tell tale fiery red hair.

"What the fuck?" Phoenix Fury ducked and covered his head, not wanting to get hit in the face with a rock. Party Poison got up as he felt his friend's hands on his arm.

"What the hell was that Tiger?" Poison looked at him skeptically.

"It was all I could think to do without killing them." Poison nodded knowingly. Tiger offered him the helmet and Poison instead grabbed it and threw it at one of the Killjoys who had begun running after them.

"I'm not fucking hiding. Let these people know just where the fuck I am! I'm not a fucking coward and I'm not a fucking traitor!" Poison was shouting but there was no rash tone to his voice. Tiger understood what was happening. Party Poison wanted them to realize that anyone who really was a traitor would've turned and run by now as far as he could.

"That's great and all, but we need to get to safety! You're no good to anybody dead!"

"Where are Fire Frenzy and the others?" Poison asked as they tried to make their way through the gates and back out of the encampment.

"They ran further into the compound. I couldn't see them after she kicked up all that dust. It's like a fucking wild west, John Wayne nightmare in there!" Tiger coughed and spat to the side.

"Freeze!" Phoenix Fury and three other Killjoys were standing behind them, all aiming their guns. Just outside the gate of the encampment it was easier to see and aim. Poison sighed in annoyance. His arm was still throbbing in pain from the grazed laser blow he'd taken only a few moments prior. Tiger turned but didn't put down his gun. Poison joined him, holding his gun to his side. "Don't fucking move!"

"I'm not fucking moving, idiot. You're becoming redundant!" Poison spat bitterly. He could taste blood, feel it drying and caking on his skin.

"Put down your fucking weapon!" Phoenix Fury was shaking still, but not with nerves, now with anger. He'd had more than enough of this bullshit. "And shut your goddamn mouth! You're not in charge here anymore. I am."

"Really? Because it doesn't look like you are."

"I said shut the fuck up!"

"Fuck you." Tiger joined in, flipping the middle finger at the man facing them. He was losing his cool head. These new Killjoys were irrational and he couldn't get the image of the dead dog in the alleyway the night before out of his mind. "You're wrong about everything! You're swimming in lies!"

"Yeah, like I'm going to believe you!" Phoenix's gaze betrayed his words. He was clearly thinking over what they had said. Poison stepped forward and grabbed Phoenix's wrists, forcing him to aim the ray gun at his chest. Phoenix couldn't hide his surprise at the gesture.

"You're being lied to. So go ahead. If you are still convinced I'm a traitor then shoot me. If not, don't pull the trigger."

"Poison…" Tiger stared at his friend. Those in the standoff fell silent. The only sounds those of the chaos in the camp behind them.

"Hey fucktards!" The sound of engines approached. Tiger winced and covered his eyes as the dirt from the tires of nine or ten motorbikes surrounded them. The opposing Killjoys turned to try and find the source but there was too much dirt flying around. They could see forms on motorbikes but they couldn't make out who they were. The three Killjoys aimed and shot at the figures. One of the bikes flipped and someone fell to the ground. Poison went to run to see who had gotten hurt but was grabbed by Phoenix Fury.

Tiger Beatdown ran instead to pick up the young girl who had flown off of the motorbike and into the dirt. Her helmet was cracked and she seemed dazed but overall alright. Another motorbike stopped nearby and a girl waved to Tiger Beatdown.

"I'm Cosmic Karma! Jet-Star sent us! Hurry!" The woman waved her hand to signal for Tiger to get on the bike. Tiger helped the injured Killjoy onto the back of the bike.

"We'll be close behind! I need to get Poison!" Karma nodded her head in understanding and then hunkered low on her bike after making sure that the woman behind her was holding on tight. She sped up and turned on a dime, aiming right at Poison and Phoenix. At full speed she drove at them forcing Phoenix to either jump out of the way and let Party Poison go or get run over and knock them all to hell.

Phoenix saw them coming and jumped back, tripping and falling to the ground. Party Poison ran backwards to dodge the bike, rose both hands toward Phoenix Fury and flipped him off with both.

"Think about it motherfucker, whose the traitor here?" Poison ran over to Tiger Beatdown who grabbed his arm.

"Are you okay? Your arm is all covered in blood!"

"It's fine, let's go!" Poison knew they wouldn't have a chance getting into the camp this way so he ran over to the bikers who were stopping for them.

"Jet-Star sent them!" Tiger shouted over the roar of the bikes that were still zooming around the Killjoys to distract them long enough to allow them to escape. Poison nodded and watched as one of the male Killjoys got off of his bike and handed the keys to him.

"Neon Rocket sir, take this one!"

"Thanks Rocket." Party Poison recognized the name but couldn't tell who he was with the bandana around his face, the dirt covered mask and helmet on his head. Poison got on the bike quickly and turned the key. Tiger Beatdown climbed on behind him and they sped off amongst the other bikes, Neon Rocket leading the way with the Killjoy he now shared a bike with.


Disco Bitch led Agent Alpaca and Fire Frenzy through the encampment, trying their best to stay low and keep out of the fray that was quickly turning into a riot. The guard tower that Frenzy had knocked down had kicked up so much dust that it was hard to avoid running into people. Disco's knuckles were raw from punching people out of the way and clearing a path through the people who were running all over trying to find the "intruders".

"Where's Tiger?" Agent Alpaca yelled over the chaos, stopping their run by grabbing Disco's arm. Frenzy looked uncomfortable standing still and her hand was on the large flamethrower she'd removed from the strap she had it attached to on her back. Disco Bitch was only mildly concerned that the woman would set everything in front of her on fire at the slightest provocation. Right now she had to be more concerned for the whereabouts of their friends. Disco looked around. I could've sworn he was behind me.

"Where's Poison?" Frenzy chimed in, standing with her back to them both. "He didn't follow us. I was just talking to him and he disappeared."

"Shit, where did they go? What if they got them?" Alpaca cursed, shoving his hands into his chocolate brown hair. "We have to find them, we have to go back!"

"They wouldn't go back, they'd only head deeper into the heart of the camp." Disco Bitch instructed, continuing on her walk. Alpaca grabbed her wrist again and she wriggled free from it quickly.

"What makes you so superior? We can't just leave them-"

"You're not listening to me! No one knows this place better than Party Poison and if he hasn't made his way out of here then he's trying to gain control and find the leader!" Disco hissed.

"Hey, children." Frenzy walked over to the two who hadn't even noticed that she had disappeared for a few moments. Both looked at her as though they weren't sure how to respond to the remark. "I found something, but it's not your precious leaders." Frenzy walked away, creeping around the backside of one of the buildings, trying to avoid anyone who might recognize the Killjoys she was with. The likelihood that anyone here knew her was slim to none and she could escape far easier than the other two could.

"Was she serious?" Disco whispered to Alpaca who rolled his eyes at her. The two hurried behind her and saw her peering around the corner of the building, holding her flamethrower ahead of her.

In a pen that looked like it had once held some animals were a number of Killjoys, bound and gagged. They looked older and worse for wear than the ones standing with their guns at the ready.

"Where's your precious leader now, huh?" The six Killjoys surrounding the group of ten captives laughed. One of the captives mumbled something against their gag. "Oh what was that?" The tallest of the group, with a completely shaven head walked up to the one who had mumbled. The man was shooting daggers with his eyes at the younger Killjoys holding him and his friends hostage. He removed the gag. "Why don't you go ahead and say that to my face, old man?"

"You're a disgrace." The man's voice sounded raw, whether it was from some prior injury or from being gagged they'd never know. The Killjoy smacked his captive with the back of his hand and blood splattered to the ground. The Killjoys kicked the older man to the ground, his foot pounding into his chest, enough to knock the wind out of him. The Killjoy walked around him slowly, cracking his knuckles, his peers snickering under their breath as though amused. He put his boot on the man's throat and they could see the other captives struggling to try to get free to assist their fallen comrade.

"Say that again, you bitch."

"You're a fucking… disgrace."

"I can't watch this!" Alpaca hissed under his breath, turning away from the scene as they heard a chorus of distressed sounds from the group behind them. Frenzy watched the Killjoy break the man's jaw with his foot. She'd expected him to crush the man's throat but he seemed to grow squeamish in the last moment. They talk a big game, but they seem to bail out when it comes to real danger.

"We need to get out of here before they catch us too." Disco Bitch hardened her jaw. She hadn't looked away from the scene of horror in front of her. Everything inside of her was telling her to run to the man's aid but it was more important to make sure they got their leaders out of there alive.

"We need to do something! We can't let them just sit there and be tortured by these assholes!" Alpaca objected. His conscience wasn't okay with sitting idly by and watching these men be tormented. Even if they walked away he'd still know it was their fault they didn't save them.

"That is a terrible, terrible idea." Fire Frenzy turned away from the scene and crept into the building they hid behind, making sure that no one was inside of it first. Almost everyone was running around the camp in chaos either trying to find the intruders or trying to find their way out. In the fray, weapons had been dropped. Frenzy had resisted the urge to pick them all up on the way through the camp but now seemed as good a time as ever to stock up. The more weapons they had the better their chances at arming any allies they came across.

"They're suffering! They're defending our cause! Look at them! They're in pajamas, half dressed… They had no warning! This isn't right! We can't just leave them behind." Alpaca argued, trying his best to sound logical. Disco put a ginger hand on his shoulder and stopped his ranting.

"Fire Frenzy's right. We're no good to them bound and gagged! If we find Tiger and Poison then we can come back full force and save them all. Right now we need to think about what's best for the future." Alpaca shoved her hand off of his arm.

"You're wrong! We can't leave them like this." Alpaca peeked over at the man they had left on the ground who was coughing up his own blood. "He's going to choke to death just lying like that. Can you really live with that?" Disco Bitch didn't respond and contemplated the risk of running out there to at least help the man to his feet.

"Oh shut up." Frenzy rolled her eyes at him and walked out from behind the building. "If it means that much to you…" She was tired of arguing about it. It was a bad idea. They were going to catch them, there'd be no way for them to win. Even if they overpowered those holding the Killjoys captive they'd draw attention to themselves and reinforcements would undoubtedly come for them. "Heads down Killjoys!" She pulled out her ray gun and fired a few haphazard shots around at the rebels who were holding the Killjoys hostage. A few of them were so confused they didn't exactly know how to respond. Agent Alpaca and Disco Bitch stared in disbelief for only a moment before jumping into action after her.

"I like her." Alpaca smirked. "She doesn't mess around, does she?"

"You're an idiot." Disco Bitch muttered as she blocked a punch from a Killjoy. They were going to be outnumbered and quickly. Agent Alpaca ran over to the Killjoy on the ground and helped him to his feet, untying his bonds.

"Get out of here. Hurry, out of the camp as fast as you can!" The Killjoy nodded and gripped Agent Alpaca's hand tightly for just a moment as a sign of gratitude. He limped away into the cover of the dust but Alpaca fell to the ground as he felt someone practically tackle him to the ground. To his left he could see Disco Bitch on her stomach being tied down with her arms behind her back. She was glaring at him as if to tell him it was his fault.

"Fuck, hold her down!" Frenzy had pulled her knife on the Killjoys that were coming for her which she found to be a mistake since she could have used it once they had gotten the best of her to break free of her bonds. Now that they were aware of her knife, she couldn't keep it hidden any longer in her boot.

"Let go of me!" She hissed as she swung at the man trying to grab her arms to pin her down. It didn't take more than a moment for them to get her under control. She was tough but she was also too small to overtake three men much larger than her. In a matter of moments they had been moved further into the camp and tied together back to back under the guard of four younger tough looking Killjoys. Time seemed to crawl forward after that. The dust was starting to settle around them and it was clear that the leaders of the Killjoys hadn't been captured.

After a few hours of working on it Frenzy had managed to remove her gag. She turned to look the best that she could at Agent Alpaca who she knew was on her right.

"I told you this was a terrible idea." She almost gloated. Alpaca mumbled in response but spit out his gag after a moment.

"You're the one who went in guns blazing!"

"You were going to do it anyway. At least you didn't go in alone like Disco would have let you." Frenzy shook her head and then lifted her hands the best that she could. The rope had left marks on her wrists with how she'd been wriggling to try and get free of it. She brought it to her teeth and started to gnaw on it. It could take days to get through it this way, but it was the best idea she had at the moment.

"He would've died if we hadn't helped!" Alpaca muttered, glaring at the Killjoys who stood in front of them, backs turned.

"Whatever, you saved him so you can quit your bitching." Disco chimed in though her voice was obscured by part of the gag she hadn't managed to maneuver away from her mouth yet. "What the hell happened here? Who are these Killjoys? They're not from the west are they?"

"I've never seen any of them before. So that's likely a no." Alpaca shrugged and watched Frenzy chewing on her bonds. She didn't seem at all interested in their conversation. "They're the same Killjoys from the second zone aren't they?"

"Yeah, I guess they'd have to be. Do you believe Party Poison now? Is this the sufficient proof you needed? To be wrestled down by rebels and tied up before you would admit that you were wrong?"

"Hey, hey don't get snippy with me." Alpaca spat at the ground. His throat was dry and raw from the lack of hydration. He guessed their captors likely weren't going to feed them any time soon. They had three days before they'd be dead if they didn't break free. "You two were far too willing to believe him! You think I like arguing with you? You think that I wanted Party Poison to turn?"

"I do! You don't want to trust anyone because that would mean you'd have to let someone else make the decisions. You've questioned your superior since the moment I met you! Why do you follow him if you don't trust his judgment?"

"Excuse me? I do trust him. I trust Tiger Beatdown with my life, he's my best friend but I am not a fucking drone. I'm not a slave to my leader. If you disagree with my way of thinking so much then why the hell didn't you kill Tiger Beatdown in the desert?"

"I was told he was a traitor! It didn't fly with what I saw!"

"Yeah, well you didn't do exactly what Party Poison ordered you to do now did you? You used your own damn judgment to decide that Tiger didn't deserve a bullet!"

"It's not the same!"

"It's exactly the same! It's exactly the fucking same! I came with you didn't I? I fought with you didn't I? If no one were to challenge your opinion and Poison ended up being the traitor I thought he was then what would you have done? I'd rather risk being wrong than let you walk blindly into danger!" Disco didn't respond. She hadn't thought about it that way. She had been convinced that Agent Alpaca was just being a dick because he didn't like her or trust her. It had never once crossed her mind that he had been just protecting them.

"I'm sorry." She whispered after a moment. Alpaca shrugged his shoulders again and received an irritated elbowing from Fire Frenzy. "This though, this was really a terrible idea."
"I know. I shouldn't have even suggested it." Alpaca laughed a bit. It was hard to keep up a sense of humor given the circumstances.

"We have to get out of here." Disco Bitch sighed. "We should've just run for it. It was stupid to come further into the camp."

"Yeah it was."

"Though, we wouldn't have gotten captured if it hadn't been for you and your stupid ideas."

"Yeah well you weren't coming up with anything brilliant either so unless you have something to contribute, I'd shut up."

"To be fair, Fire Frenzy was the one who ran in guns blazing."

"Yeah, I wasn't going to say it but I agreed with Agent Alpaca on this one. If you must know." Frenzy muttered between chewing on the rope.

"You said that it was a terrible idea!" Disco widened her eyes.

"It was a terrible idea. I didn't say that I disagreed with it."

"She has a point." Agent Alpaca couldn't help but smile a little bit. It faded after a moment. He still didn't like Disco Bitch, he didn't trust her. Something didn't feel right and he only had guesses at what it could be. Fire Frenzy though didn't seem to be hiding much of anything though he guessed that if she had the chance she'd leave them there bound and gagged.

"Oh shut up. If you hadn't suggested it she would've sided with me." Disco Bitch rolled her eyes.

"You wanted to run like a coward."

"Not like a coward! I was thinking ahead! We are no use to anyone now!"

"You weren't much use to anyone before this, either."

"Fuck off, I've saved your life more times than I can count now!"

"I don't owe you shit and I definitely don't need anyone's help."

"Don't start with me again, Alpaca. God, just when I thought that you were actually turning around a bit to see eye to eye with me!" Disco continued ranting before Alpaca could get a word in edgewise. "To think for a moment I thought you were a good guy, here you are turning on that stubborn bullshit again!"

"Oh shut it." Alpaca rolled his eyes and just sat and listened, knowing he couldn't stop her ranting now.

"I'm not a coward! Not because I thought that coming back with full forces to save everyone was a better idea than sacrificing our only chance at escape to save one person!"

"So it was okay to sacrifice one life to save the multitudes huh?"

"Yes, and who's to say he would've died? He could've been just fine!"

"Now you sound like Better Living."

"What?" Disco Bitch nearly shrieked in anger at being compared to the company they fought so hard against. If she hadn't been bound she would've just started pounding Agent Alpaca in the face.

"Hey, you shut the fuck up in there!" One of their guards turned back around to see all three of them having removed their gags. He walked over to Disco Bitch and shoved her gag back in her mouth and tied it tighter than before. He didn't bother with Frenzy who was feigning sleep or with Agent Alpaca who was tight lipped and looked like he might bite if they came near him. Disco mumbled in frustration, continuing to rant against the gag and stomped her feet in the dirt, starting to thrash against her bonds in a mad attempt to break free of them. She'd never been so mad, at least not that she could remember. Once she got the chance, Agent Alpaca was going to be put in his place.

"At least someone shut you up." Agent Alpaca couldn't help but taunt her a little bit. Disco groaned against her gag and nudged into him angrily.

"Hey, I'm trying to do something. God you guys are rude." Frenzy shoved at them both.

There was yelling in front of them and all three turned in an attempt to look but closed their eyes and coughed as smoke overwhelmed them at once. It wasn't dust as it had been earlier, but clearly some kind of smoke. Fire Frenzy guessed it was a smoke grenade and forced her eyes open but they blurred and watered immediately. She heard a struggle and could see the forms of the guards that had been watching them starting to slump to the ground.

"What the hell?" Alpaca coughed and attempted to hide his mouth and nose down against his chest from the smoke but it didn't work.

A figure clad in black emerged through the smoke and walked over to Fire Frenzy since she was the closest.

"Don't mind if I accidentally grope you." A smooth voice said in almost a taunting sort of way. She felt nimble fingers working on the ties of her bonds. "It's too tight, I'll just cut it. Let me know if I prick you."

"Frenzy? What's going on?" Alpaca asked. Disco was mumbling similar things against her gag.

"I think someone's flirting with me. I can't tell. I've never been very good at such things." Frenzy shrugged and heard the stranger laugh in response.

"I'll flirt with you. And your friend over there. But let's get out of here first." Her bonds came free after a moment of cutting. He cut the rope between her feet and offered her a gentlemanly hand.

"Thanks." Frenzy took it and stood up then dusted herself off. She didn't mind this man. He seemed like he had a good outlook on things and he had saved them, after all.

"Now for this pretty lady." The stranger walked over to Disco Bitch and cut the gag off from the back of her neck, gently cupping her chin as he did so to make sure she didn't squirm. "Hold still pretty thing." He smiled as he leaned close to her.

"Who the fuck are you?" Disco asked now that she could finally talk. Her jaw was sore from the gag so she stretched it as the man started to cut at the bonds on her wrists and arms.

"Black Cherrybomb." He looked up at her as he snapped the bond around her ankles. Disco stood up and saw Fire Frenzy picking up their weapons that had been left behind with the guards. She didn't look at all interested in the newcomer. "Don't worry, I'm here to help. I saw what's been happening here and figured I'd see if I could help anyone out."

"You a Killjoy?" Disco took his hand and stood up from her spot on the ground. He was handsome, messy black hair over his olive colored skin and those beautiful Asian eyes staring back at her. He was wearing a black cat-suit with a slim black tie hanging around his neck and over his torso since the cat suit was unzipped rather low.

"More of a mercenary." Cherrybomb nodded his head. "There's no time for proper introductions, we need to get out of here before they realize what I've done. They seem pretty proud of themselves for capturing you from what I've heard."

"Hey, hey let me out too! You can't fucking leave me here!"

"I heard the way you were talking to the lady and I'm not sure that I can stand your company right now. I think perhaps you should learn a lesson from this. Women aren't to be treated in such a way, even in this day and age." Cherrybomb didn't even turn to look at Agent Alpaca.

"Disco, tell him, come on, you can't really leave me here." Agent Alpaca was actually starting to get nervous that they would leave him here to surely die.

"You heard the man. You were rude to me. You deserve to learn a lesson." Disco grabbed her weapon and dusted herself off as she mimicked Black Cherrybomb. Her wrists were sore but they weren't raw like she could see Frenzy's were.

Fire Frenzy slumped her shoulders as she watched the display. I don't have the time for this bullshit. I should've never followed that hazel eyed devil. She mumbled something underneath her breath about this being petty and ridiculous then flipped the knife back out from her boot and walked over to Agent Alpaca.

"Thank you." He sighed in relief as she freed him from his bonds.

"That was noble of you." Black Cherrybomb nodded and then offered his arms to both the women. "Shall we go?"

"Cut the crap." Frenzy walked past him and then grabbed Alpaca's gun which she tossed back to the man who caught it gladly. Alpaca walked past Disco Bitch without a second glance. She'd almost left him to the wolves. "We have to get out of here. I'm warning you now, don't slow me down."

"After you, milady." Cherrybomb smirked. He looked hungry for the action escaping could bring him.