Fanfic

Part six

The following month was the slowest month in my life. The Killoys were out on adventures and I had to stay in the house and do nothing. The pain in my shoulder had almost faded away but I knew that it was still there. The bandage was still holding it on place and annoyed me more than ever.

Exactly thirty-four days after I got shot I couldn't stand it anymore. I knew it would be stupid to take it away, I didn't care.

When the Killjoys were out I decided to rip it off. The bandage was wrapped around my chest and held the arm to my body. I hadn't been able to use it for a long time. I unwrapped myself in the bathroom. When I saw how pale and miserable the arm looked I almost threw up. It was hard to think that something that dead-looking would be a part of my body. I tried to move it but it was numb and weak. I tried again and felt how much movement I had lost. I wasn't able to reach out for anything and I couldn't hold anything for too long. The mussel had got really weak and also very damaged. I would have to use it very much so it would get some stength. It wouldn't be easy. The thing that scared me the most was the scar. The pinkish-yellowish scar that reminded me about the happening. I put on the t-shirt I had borrowed from Fun Ghoul. I felt that I needed some air.

I hadn't spent so much time outside the latest couple of days and I looked really pale compared to the guys as they spent so much time outside in the sun. I sat down on the metall box that was standing outside and leaned agains the wall.

I heard an engine roar somewhere close to me. The Killjoys were coming home early today, I thought and smiled. I stayed on the box and looked for the car to come.

When the car turned and could see it I realised it wasn't the Killjoys's car. It was the pigs car. It turned around and stpoed. I ran to the house but I knew it was too late. They had seen me. What were they doing here? The pigs stayed away from the house most of the time. The pigs followed me into the house. I ran to the kitchen and sat down on the floor. Why did I ran into the house? I should have ran away from the place right away. I had to get out. The pigs were searching though the house. They weren't very smart but they knew what to do. As well as I did. I saw them walk bu the kitchen and I held my breath. One single sound and they'd find me. I had to act fast and scilent.

I ran for the door out and as I was going to open it I felt a hard hit on the back of my head and eveything went black.

Fun Ghoul

We were on our way home after a day of adventures. The car road fast through the desert. I thought about Aly, she was probably really bored and would talk all night when we got home. I couldn't help smiling when I thought about her. Her face, her eyes, her smile, her lips. Especially her lips.

In the car the radio was on the highest volume. We weren't so scilent, the pigs would here us if they were around.

Party Poison sped up the car even more. I guess he tried to brake his record for the time home to the house. We got to the house.

"That must have been a new record, did you see what speed I had?" he said and smiled.

"You're the oldest kid I'll ever meet", I said and laughed. The others laughed as well.

We got to the house and the door was open. Aly had probably wanted some fresh air in the house.

We got in and Jet Star laid down on the couch. We were all exhousted. Except our shit-chatting the house was scilent.

"Were is she?" I asked and looked around. The others reacted as well. Aly usually showed up right away when we got home and she was always happy to see us. There was nothing weird with that, she spent her days alone in the house without nothing to do unable to move her left arm.

I walked around the house, the bathroom was empty but I found the bandage that she had around her arm. Our rooms were empry as well and so was the kitchen.

"Fun Ghoul!" I heard Kobra Kid say from teh sitting room, "I think we've got a problem"

I ran out to him and he pointed on the floor, just ifront of the door there was a small slop of blood. Someone had tried to whipe it away but it must have been in a hurry because it was badly done.

"Oh no! You gotta be fucking kiddin' me"

"The pigs never go this close to the house", said Party Poison, he looked confused.

"What if they did? Now they've killed her!" I felt the panic coming, "How could we have been so stupid and left her alone?!"

"C'mon, if she'd be dead we'd find a body, not some blood on the floor, maybe they just took her", said Jet Star. That didn't make me calm down.

"If they've got her we have to find her!" I walked away, headed for the car, the others didn't move, "Are you coming?!"

"We can't just rush away like that, we have to make a plan", said Kobra Kid.

"If we go now, they won't make it to the city and it will be easier to take them down!"

"We don't even know if they're heading for the city, they might take her somewhere else"

"Well, it's good start at least", said Party Poison.

We ran out to the car and we were on our way again. We road through the desert really fast just to try to catch up with the pigs.

When we got to the tunnel we still hadn't seen any car. We couldn't keep going. The tunnel was the way into the city. We were not going there.

"We're too late", said Jet Star.

I couldn't think couldn't breath. I was so angry about that I had been so stupid leaving her home alone.

"What if they didn't take her to the city. They might be waiting somewhere for us", said Party Poison and turned the car around and drove off. Staying around the tunnel for too long was a bad idea.

"What if they're by that old inventory", said Kobra Kid, "You know they might wanna hide somewhere"

"We've got nothing to lose. Let's check it out", said Party Poison and did a sudden turn with the car.

The old inventory was not so far away. It had been used as a storage for things that were going into the city. Now BL/ind had built a newer and bigger place more storage, more guards, much harder to steal anything. We got to the inventory and Party Poison shut the engine. Everything was so scilent.

... To be continued ...

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