Escaping Battery City

Jenny's goal is to get out of the city that keeps its' residence brainwashed but what will she do once she is actuall out?

            Sprinkles spit out jests of water, drenching the fresh cute, green lawns in dew.  A cool wind rushes down the road, a car roars by.  Dracs move from one building to the next, carrying crates of food and weapons.  Thank goodness they are too occupied with their own conversations to notice a skinny girl carrying a backpack, walking at an abnormally fast pace.

 

            Reaching down I let my finger tips hit the plastic of my neon purple ray gun concealed under a white, Battery City issued jacket.  Oh how I long to be rid of this colorless life.  Hurrying along I resist the urge to run.  It’s not safe to be seen out in a residential area this early in the morning; running would only bring me unwanted attention.

 

            Pack hitting me in the butt due to the straps being let out, I continue towards the gates.  If I can make it there before sun up I’d be free of Battery City.  Suddenly, a Drac points me out, letting a black gloved hand fall to his ray gun.  S**t.  This is exactly what I didn’t want to happen.

 

            Flinging off the stupid white coat I reveal a neon blue and purple jacket, not the kind of colors Battery City is used to; color is more a Killjoy thing.  My combat boot covered feet pound against the pavement as I fly down the street.  My only goal is to get out of here, I have to at least attempt to.  If I give up I’d only be mad at myself. 

 

            Breathing heavily I jump over a metal barrier that is rising from the street.  They will not keep me here.  I refuse to be a oblivious, zombie.  Suddenly, a laser beam flies past my head causing my blonde and purple streaked hair to rustle a bit.  Those mother fuckers are shooting at me.  Wiping around I let the purple gun spin around my finger before hitting the trigger.  The purple beam kills one of the terrible Dracs that rule the streets of Battery City and instill fear in those residing in the zones. 

 

            Blasting the sensor on the city gates I shift my weight from foot to foot waiting for them to creak open.  Just as another storm of Dracs comes out of a small white building I slip through the tiny crack in the metal gates.  I’m free.  Battery City no longer holds me captive. 

 

            Running through the desert which is increasingly warmer than Battery City, sweat pours down my face, burning my eyes. I need to find some sort of vehicle.  As of now there seems to be nothing but sand and sun out in the zones; had I made a mistake leaving Battery City? 

 

            Shaking these absurd thoughts from my mind I slip my jacket off, the sun hitting my pale shoulders.  I can already feel the sun burn forming.  How do people survive in the zones? 

 

            Turning back towards the Battery City gates I know I’ve made the right decision.  I’m a Killjoy. 

 

            After almost four hours of walking in the hot, afternoon sun, the sound of a car racing towards me causes me to freeze.  Quickly scanning my surroundings for somewhere to hide I mentally curse myself.  I’m out here in the desert with no car and a ray gun as my only protection.  Way to go Jenny.

 

            As the car slows down beside me I glance at it realizing it’s just an old beat up Trans am with an upside American Flag on the side and a black spider on the hood.  Due to the fact it isn’t a Battery City vehicle I continue walking, the car keeping at my pace. 

 

            After about ten minutes of this I become annoyed, turning my green eyes onto the driver, just glaring at him, wishing he’d leave me alone.  A biker gloved hand hangs out the window, flaming red hair crazy, hazel eyes glued to my face.  He looks like an a*****e.

 

            “Can I help you?” I question rather harshly.

 

            “Can we offer you a ride?”

 

            “No I’m fine,” I answer wishing the red headed stranger would just leave me alone.

 

            “Where are you from?”

 

            “Battery City, but I’m not going back there.”

 

            “You, with those big neon wings tattooed on your back, are from Battery City?  Come on seriously, where are you from?”

 

            “Battery City.  Who are you anyway?”

 

            “I’m Party Poison, traveling with me is Kobra Kid, Fun Ghoul and Jet Star.  Who are you?” 

 

            Chewing on the black metal ring that is looped through my bottom lip I shrug.  I’d not really thought up a Killjoy name though I know I’ll eventually need one.  It’s not safe to use real names out in the zones. 

 

            A shadow on the other side of Party Poison laughs, “You’re new at this aren’t  you kid?”

 

            I nod.  I guess I should have thought things through a little more before I stormed out of Battery City.  Next to me the car stops the back door opening up.  A man with what looks like a space helmet opens the door, smiling at me.

 

            “Get in kid.  We’ll take you with us and get that sun burn treated.”

 

            Hesitating I look around.  In truth I really don’t have a choice.  I can go with these older, more experienced Killjoys or I can continue to wander around the desert until the Dracs come and pick me up. 

 

            Sighing I climb in the car, slamming the door behind me.  This is what I wanted, to be a Killjoy.  So, why does it feel like I’m going against everything I’ve ever thought was right? 

Author's Note

Um...well reviews are awsome.
The picture is of Jenny.
Uh...if you wanna be in the story I will try and fit you in somewhere. I'll need your Killjoy name, outfit, physical description and personailty. Also if you want one of the guys to be your boyfriend I'll need to know.
Sorry Gerard isn't up for grabs.
:)
~Keep Running~

Reviews

[WhenOceansCry]

simply awesome :DDD Loved it.

[WeAreTheFallenAngels]

Sandra, you would totally not be cramping in. I'd actually like it if lots of people were in it. That always makes the story more interesting. :)

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awww that's so cool! i would liek to be in the story but i don't want to cramp in i hate that anyway that's so cool i love it when people have these types of things my type of story. :D what's next :D

[MindCage]

me me!! i wanna be in it!!
Name(real)-Alissa Dae Wagner
Name(killjoy)-EarthBond Ruler
and i'll massage you the rest.
I really like this story. I'm not even going to lie i thought i was gonna hate it, but i was totally and completely wrong!!
And when i read that you would put me IN the story, It made me love it even more.
PLEASE put me in your story!!!

~Angelius Much? Haha..~