Meet my brother. Sucky violence involved...
The diner doors were knocked over, making me jump back a little. Everyone else was just calm, their hands on their guns. I felt like a pussy from jumping back. We all had our guns pointed at the entrance of the diner, threatening to shoot the guy that was revealed. My hands were shaking from my firm grip on my rainbow colored gun. I don't know why I was holding it tightly, I guess it's because I was a little scared about who this person might be.
"Who are you?" Party Poison asked, rudely. He pointed his yellow ray gun towards the guys head. The guy didn't answer, all he did was stand there, smirking a little. This caused Party to ask again, and he didn't like to ask people the same question twice. "I'll ask again. Who are you?"
"A person," the guy simply answered, obviously enjoying Party's anger.
I realized the guy was the runaway on the news. I recognized his face. The pale skin, covered in dirty. His shaggy brown hair was matted on his face. And he had brown eyes that were full of mischief. His white clothes were dirty from running in the desert. And what bothered me, was that he was smirking. Smirking at all of us, as if he expected something like this would happen.
Party gritted his teeth. "If you don't answer me, I will shoot and the laser will go straight through your thick skull. Got that? Now... who are you?"
"Whoa buddy!" The guy said. "No need to get your knickers in a twist boy."
I giggled a little bit, causing Ghoul to nudge me in the ribs. "Don't laugh... otherwise you will be the one he will shoot," Ghoul told me. I just nodded and bit my lip so I wouldn't laugh.
"I am so close to shooting you, smart ass!" Party practically yelled.
"Party. Calm down." Syanide said, putting a hand on his shoulder.
He shook her hand off his shoulder. "Tell me your name this instant!"
"Oh and what are you going to do? Shooting me won't help anything. I've been shot many times by the Sad Man back at Battery City."
Party glared at the guy, and what he did next was shocking. He pulled the trigger on his gun and out came a laser, heading for the guy. The guy dodged the laser by simply sliding to the left, and he pulled out a gun of his own. A white gun in fact.
"He has a Draculoid gun!" Jack of Hearts shouted, causing everyone to hold a tight grip on their guns. "Why do you have one?"
"Gosh... you guys should listen when someone talks to you. I ran away from Battery City..." the guy replied. "I have to have something to protect me!"
Party shot a laser again, the guy dodging again by ducking. "What a idiot. And you call yourself a Fabulous Killjoy?"
Party's face started to turn red. "Party. Calm down. He's just trying to screw with your brain." I said. The guy looked at me and smirked, making me wonder what he was thinking.
"I WILL NOT FUCKING CALM DOWN!" Party yelled. He then looked at Spike. "Spike. Sic the bastard." Spike looked at the guy and arched his back.
"Party!" I said. "He doesn't need a dog to attack him! Spike, heel." Spike then sat down. "If he ran away from Battery City, he should have a good reason, right?" Why am I defending this dude?
"Who's the leader here, Shadow? He has a Draculoid gun, who knows what he could be up to. Spike, I said sic him." Spike got up and arched his back again, this time growling.
"He said he needed something to protect him. Plus, why should Spike listen to you? He's my dog, right? Spike, heel." Spike sat down again, looking a little confused.
"SPIKE! ATTACK THE MOTHERFUCKER ALREADY!" Spike looked at Party and seemed to ask if he was kidding. He got up YET AGAIN and arched his back, growling and barking viciously at the guy, who was just looking at the dog.
"Oh Party! Go fuck your ass with a dildo!" I yelled, realizing he won this argument.
"Jeez, Shadow. You're the one who needs to calm down," Ghoul mumbled.
I looked at Ghoul, and raised a fist, punching him hard in the stomach. He gasped and leaned over, gripping his stomach. I pointed a finger at him and went to look at his face. "And you! Go fuck yourself with a sharp stick!" I then stomped on his foot with my heeled boot, making him jump up and down.
"Yep! She is totally on her period!" he said, grabbing his foot. "And it's bad."
"You better shut the fuck up before I do something worse."
Ghoul calmed down and looked at me. "I did nothing! What's got your panties in a twist!?"
I ignored him and crossed my arms, looking at Spike.
Spike was still growling at the boy, his barks got a lot louder. The boy just laughed, amd walked up to Spike. "Awh. You're so adorable! Do you want a scratch behind the ear?" he asked, reaching his and out to oet Spike. The guy then yelped when Spike bit his hand, not letting go. "LET GO YOU STUPID DOG!" he yelled as he kicked Spike off, making the dog whine.
"Ooh. Shit just got real," Missile Kid said, putting a hand over her mouth. Everyone looked at her, giving her strange looks. "Really? A dude just kicked a dog and I get the strange looks for saying that? What is with you people!"
Spike shook his head and looked at the boy, launching himself on him, and knocking both of them to the ground. He bit the boy's leg, his teeth sinking in his flesh, blood flowing.
I almost gagged as I watched the scene, wanting to cover my eyes. There was something that wouldn't let me close my eyes, or do anything!
Spike still had his teeth in the poor guy's leg, the guy screaming. Spike then let go and started to claw him, ripping his white shirt and cutting his skin. The boy's stomach getting gashes from Spike's nails as the digger in deeper, making the victim scream. Spike bit his arm, sinking his teeth into it. It seemed like Spike would just bite down harder, only to make the victim scream blood curdling screams from the pin the dog was giving him.
I was close to tears. This was just horrible. I scanned the room to look at everyone else, amd they were all emotionless. They were just watching a dog attack someone with no emotion, as if this was natural. I then looked at Party, who was leaning against a counter. I walked up to him and punched him on the arm. "STOP THIS YOU CUNT!" I yelled at him, punching him repeatedly on the arm, hopefully bruising it. "YOU'RE A MOTHERFUCKING KILLJOY! KILLJOYS DON'T JUST WATCH SOMEONE IN PAIN! THIS IS YOUR FUCKING MESS AND YOU NEED TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!" I punched him on the arm, one last time, making it the worst.
Party grabbed his arm, and laughed. "I'm sorry, but this is your dog... remember? You should be able to handle the problem." Party smirked at me.
My jaw dropped. He was kidding right? "What the fuck, Party?"
"Since he's your dog, this is your mess. Deal with it yourself."
I then smiled a little and nodded my head. "You know what? You're right, he is my dog. And that is why I will deal with this issue. But before I do that... I need to do something." I raised my fist and punched Party in the nose, hearing the crack of it made me giggle. I then burst out laughing as I saw him fall. "Fucktard." I then got on him and punched him in the jaw. "THE ONE FUCKING TIME YOU DON'T USE THE EXCUSE OF BEING A LEADER AND IT'S THIS!?" I punched him again, this time in the stomach. "FUCK YOU!" I punched him one last time, and it was on his eye.
I was pulled off him by Ghoul and Fuel, me shaking them off. "Don't touch me unless you want to end up like him." They both walked away slowly.
Syanide Skull got on the floor next to Party. Party giving me a death glare. Kobra rushed to be by his brother's side. Everyone else just surrounded him.
"What the fuck!?" Toxic Rayine shouted, looking at me. "What is your problem?"
"Right now, all of you," I simply replied. "Now, I don't know about you guys, but I am going to try and get Spike off of that guy. You can either help me, or help the wimp of a leader we have with his possible broken face. So is anybody willing to help?" No one said anything, leaving me by myself. "Fine. Shows how much killjoys really are like."
I then looked towards the scene and watched as Spike was clawing the guy, the guy practically crying. "PLEASE! STOP!" he yelled.
My eyes grew large as I heard those two words. Those words... they were the same ones he said that night... that one terrible night. A memory flashed through my head, making me shiver slightly and my stomach started to churn. That feeling again... it's back. The memory continued to flash through my head.
I was running through the hallway of my old home, heading for the attic. The thumps were getting louder. I pulled down the ladder to the attic, and climbed up. I then gasped as I saw the masked figures with my twin brother and my father.
They were holding on to them tightly, tying rope around their wrists. "PLEASE! STOP!" my brother yelled.
My brother... my brother... wait... could he be him? Could he be my brother?
Of course! He is my fucking brother, and I'm just standing here letting Spike treat him like some... bone or something! "DEREK!" I yelled.
I looked at Spike, he was biting on Derek's arm hard, his blood flowing. Spike was treating him like a chew toy. "SPIKE! HEEL!" Instantly, Spike stopped and looked at me. "Bad boy..." I said.
Spike pouted. "Now go over there." Spike looked at Derek and licked his face, his way of saying sorry. Spike then walked to where the rest of the group was, his head down. Everyone in the group was looking at the scene.
I then looked at him, my brother. "Derek!" I ran towards him and got down to my knees, helping him sit up.
I was close to tears. "Oh God. I thought you were dead." I felt a tear slide down my face. "I missed you bro."
"I missed you sis!" I smiled and then pulled him into hug, making him groan. "Ummm... Jazz? You're hurting me."
I let go. "Sorry!" I then got up and helped him up. Looking at the gang, I smiled and held Derek's hand. "Gang. I would like you to meet Derek... my twin brother."
"BROTHER!?" they all shouted.
"Oh hell no!" Missile yelled, causing everyone to look at her. "What? It was perfect timing!"
Derek looked at me, smiling a little. "So... I guess I have to explain myself, huh?" I just nodded. "Well... what are we waiting for?"
Lame chapter, I know. I'm not good at describing violence... especially since it was a dog mauling my imaginary twin bro (sad right?). R&R!