Lazer Queen had settled down after her target session earlier in the day and now she was left thinking. She thought about one subject in particular though, her old leader and Clan Killjoy, that was...
Chapter 22. Fun Ghoul and a Big Secret
I was sat at the kitchen table in the Zone 6 hideout. The rest of the guys had all gone their separate ways, so I just sat there delving into the past. I remembered when I was younger, I got lost in the memories of the grand Clan Killjoy and our heroic leader.
Incinery Bomber. A great man, loyal even. He was a brave, young, wise man that never let his group down. He was one of the last survivors of Clan Killjoy, died about seven years ago by the Sad Man's hands, but he went down honourably and with pride. His name is more well known than mine, and I'm proud to say that man was once a great leader, my great leader.
I remembered being young, careless and free in Clan Killjoy. Running around with Blade like there was no care in the world, believing the world would never end, never fall... Then it all became serious.
The bombs were dropped when I was eight. We had to migrate underground for a good few weeks to wait for most of the radiation to die down, but Battery City was their main target so we got the majority of the radiation. Some Killjoys died of radiation poisoning, the radiation in their bodies acting almost like a plague. We were the lucky ones, we survived.
I was only just coming out of my thoughts when someone walked into the room and started talking. I didn't know who it was nor was I paying attention, that is until this person started waving their hand in front of my face to get my attention. My eyes came back into focus and I saw a curious looking Fun Ghoul stood in front of me. I raised my voice out of surprise to speak to my fellow Killjoy.
"Oh, hey Ghoul." He raised his eyes for a second to meet mine before he replied.
"Hey Lazer." He looked at me with slightly troubled eyes, as if he had something on his mind. He was silent for a while, but it wasn't too long before he spoke again in a questioning tone.
"Um, Lazer? Could you help me with something?" I looked at him puzzled for a short while before my caring mode kicked in and I answered.
"Yea, sure. What do you need?" Worry was shown on his features, a look I haven't seen from Ghoul before. It scared me, let me know something must really be wrong.
"I want to talk to you about something." I knew this thing was a secret. I knew it was something he hadn't talked about before, I could see it in his eyes so spoke hesitantly at the thought.
"Ghoul you're getting me a little worried here. Come on, what's the problem?" Ghoul words came out loud and rushed. It was getting to him, not saying anything. So much so he was trying to get it out quick, but was also scared of doing so.
"There's no problem, it's just..." He stayed silent for a short while, so I took it upon myself to encourage him to carry on.
"Come on Ghoul. Spit it out... I won't bite." He bit his lip, his eyes facing the floor. Then is when the nervous jabbering kicked in.
"Well, I kinda know you'll understand, and I know you won't judge me. These guys... they won't really understand, and I definitely don't want them to judge me or treat me any differently." That didn't make me feel any better about the conversation or the situation.
"Ok, now you've really got me worried. Ghoul, please just tell me, quickly if it helps." I watched Ghoul swallow the hard lump lodged in his throat, he then hesitated before mumbling something I didn't quite catch.
"Sorry Ghoul you're gonna have to speak a bit louder." He hesitated before repeating his words louder but still rushed. I was able to catch them this time though.
"My parents were killed by Dracs!" My face dropped of all emotion and he saw it.
"...Oh." I stayed silent after that, so I guess he took it upon himself to explain.
"It happened a few years back, after I became a Killjoy. I wasn't even there." My voice suddenly came back to me after that last sentence.
"Yea well... just be happy you weren't. At least you didn't have to suffer as much as others have." He looked at me sad and confused, yet curiosity mixed in there too as he asked.
"What do you mean?" His eyes bored into me begging for answers, so I gave him the answers he was looking for.
"My parents were killed by Dracs too." Guilt was shown clearly in Ghoul's eyes before he raised his voice to apologise.
"Oh... I'm sorry." I smiled a small smile at him, reassuring him it was ok but I repeated it with my voice anyways.
"It's ok Ghoul. No harm done." We both went silent after that.
There was a long pause in which neither of us spoke. We sat in a comfortable silence, the only noises heard were the other men running around elsewhere in the base and our own breathing. That is until Ghoul broke the still, silent air.
"Were you with them? When they died, I mean." I was confused at first, but it didn't take me long to realise what he was asking me. He was asking me if I was with my parents when they died, so I answered him honestly.
"Yea, I was there." I was silent for a short while, gathering my breath before continuing.
"I was only three at the time. Dracs banged the door down and shot both my parents dead. We had been sat at the table eating dinner at the time." I looked at Ghoul and saw him staring at me intently, eagerly listening to my every word.
"The Dracs didn't leave. I didn't think they ever would... Then a man in a fresh, grey and white suite accompanied with a bald head of hair walked in." Ghoul made a gasp of surprise before speaking.
"The Sad Man!" I nodded.
"The one and only... He looked down at me, then nodded his head towards the Dracs that surrounded me. Two of them grabbed my arms and lifted me off the ground. They then took me out of my house and into a car, away from my newly deceased parents."
I stopped speaking for a moment as I thought for a second. I was wondering if I should continue, wondering if I was telling him too much. But when I saw the look on Ghoul's face, pure innocent curiosity, like I was telling my story to a young child, I knew I had to continue, wanted to continue.
"...I was taken to a large building with windows all around. It was dark out, so I couldn't see much other than the tall, overpowering building." Ghoul's eyes opened wide.
"...Do you think that was his headquarters?" I shrugged my shoulders before saying.
"I don't know. Even if it was I couldn't remember where it was for the life of me." He nodded understandingly before continuing with his questions.
"What did they do to you there?" I hesitated before answering.
"...They locked me in a cell, like a common prisoner... I can't remember how long I was in there, but I knew what they were trying to do." He looked at me like an innocent child being told a bedtime story, and I was actually getting into it too before he in turn asked.
"What where they trying to do?" He asked hesitantly before I told him about the facts of the Sad Man's ingenious plan.
"...They were brainwashing us. Trying to catch us young. Trying to turn us into Dracs." He then looked at me confused.
"...But, you're not a Drac." I let out a small laugh and smiled a small smile before I replied.
"I know... They didn't realise how smart I was, even at that age." Ghoul's eyes shined with curiosity before he asked.
"What did you do?" I gave him a smile before I answered.
"I observed them, watched everything they did. Watched how they escorted kids out of their cells, where they took them... the door to the left of my cell to be exact. I watched them enter the code to lock and unlock the cells, I watched again and again until I finally learnt the code off by heart." He looked at me mouth open wide with shock before saying.
"God, you must be one smart bugger." I let out a small laugh once again before I said.
"No I'm not, you just learn to do these things in those situations." He looked at me with confused curiosity before I continued with my story.
"When I was led out of my cell one day I stole the Dracs gun. I shot him and the patrolling guards through the chest, dead. I then pilled box upon box until I could reach the code puncher on the wall. I entered the code and freed all the other children from their cells... The older kids grabbed the dead Dracs guns and we were ready to make our escape." He then looked at me with curiosity before he asked.
"And you escaped?" I looked at Ghoul to see him staring at me in awe. I smiled before saying.
"Fuck yea we did. The Sad Man didn't really expect a bunch of kids to come running out, guns blazing... It took them by surprise to say the least." Ghoul laughed and spoke in a sarcastic tone.
"Well, I can't really say I'm surprised." I laughed at his remark before continuing.
"The Sad Man ordered them not to shoot because we were just kids. He tried to negotiate with us, but we all walked out, free as free can be." Ghoul smiled until he saw my face drop and drain of colour before I continued.
"But without a home to go back to... That's what he really took away from us. Our families, and our homes."
Hey, I hope you guys liked the chapter. I know it may seem a bit strange considering the immediate change in personality on Ghoul's part, but it's kinda the side of Ghoul that every Killjoy has. It's the side of them they keep hidden, a well kept secret. This side is hiding what the Sad Man did to them, and it's something they don't tend to talk about. Sorry, just explaining so you guys might get it. But, the continuation of this chapter is posted next week so I'll see you then. And remember, any advice, ideas or views just give me a shout.