I rolled over in my bed. The green light of my alarm clock gleamed softly in the darkness. I got out of bed and went into the bathroom to splash some water on my face. But when I went to look in the mirror, it wasn't my face staring back at me. It was Korse. I gasped. His face twisted into an evil grin that made my stomach turn. I punched the mirror. I blinked, but when I opened my eyes again, I wasn't in my room. I was standing on a podium in front of thousands of other people. I looked down. I wasn't in my pajamas anymore. I was in my old Draculoid uniform. 'What the?'
I looked to the crowd. A smile lit up my face, most of them were killjoys! I breathed a sigh of relief. They were all smiling up at me, every one of them in their own brightly colored killjoy uniforms. But then I blinked, their smiles were gone, replaced with the dull looks of the Bli citizens. Their colorful, unique clothes, replaced with bland white ones. They all stood there looking at me with the same blank stare.
'Onyx.' I turned towards the voice. It was Party Poison, and all of the Fabulous Killjoys were onstage with him. 'Thank God!' I blinked once again. The four of them were still there, but their hands and feet were bound and they were on their knees. 'What?'
I felt something cool in my hands. It was my raygun. 'Onyx! No! Please don't! Onyx!'
'What?' I said. All of a sudden, I felt my fingers being wrapped tightly around the gun and I felt my arms being raised. 'Onyx, please stop!'
'Party Poison, help me!' 'God Onyx, please don't.' I heard each of them say.
'Party I can't stop it! Please you've got to help me!' We were all crying now. I squeezed my eyes shut, knowing what was going to come next.
'Please don't-'
I heard four gunshots.
'NO!' I screamed. My eyes flew open. Daylight was streaming through my windows, I was back in my room. 'Hey! Come on Paranoia! Breakfasts in five and Ghouls gonna steal your bacon if you don't hurry up!' Party called from downstairs. I got out of bed and walked down the flight of stairs. When I saw them, I relaxed a little. They were all okay. Kobra Kid looked up and smiled. 'Hey! grab a seat.'
I took the seat between him and Party Poison. Missile Kid poured me a cup of coffee. I smiled and shook off the dream. Everything was gonna be fine. It was just a dream. And I was right, it was just a dream. But under no circumstances, was everything going to be fine.
