California 2019 - Part 25

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California 2019 - Part 25

**Dr. Death Defying's POV**
It had been plaguing my mind for ever since the guys arrived and explained what happened just a couple of hours after I’d left. Ghoul hands were still covered in her blood. First Cola, months and months ago, now Jacinta? I couldn’t take much more of this. Making the Transmissions was all I could do to be of any help to anyone but it didn’t feel like much. I’d always put in a quick line at the end to let any Killjoy listening know that another one of our own was now in Better Living custody and to keep an eye to the sky for any word. Nothing.
I kicked my chair back and went to the safe, unlocking it and taking out four slim files: the files on the four Killjoys who we knew were missing. Agent Cola, of course, two young girls from the city, and Jac. I wondered for a minute if they might have met, in prison. Or did they keep them separate? Cola was one of them now, I knew that much from the Killjoys passing through. For all we knew they could all be—
No. They weren’t. They couldn’t be. I didn’t know about the two girls, but I’m sure they could look after themselves. According to the info BLI had gathered on them, one was a vehicle tech-head and the other was a fighter and weapons nut. And Jac, well, what could I say? She was stayed quiet and paid attention. That could help her a lot, I hoped.
The door clicked and I glanced up as Poison walked in. He looked sick, like his stomach couldn’t handle whatever he’d eaten last. He’d been looking like that for days.
“Anything?” he asked for the third time that day. I sighed heavily. He knew the answer. They all did. He ran his hand through his bright red hair. “Come on, D, we gotta do something.”
“You know as well as I do that we can’t. If I remember right, you’re a wanted criminal. Going out there would be a death wish.” I pointed out the window to the endless dust on the other side of the highway. He scowled and looked away, facing the door he’d just walked through. I put a hand on his shoulder, and his head fell forward. “Just give it time. Look, we know Jac. She’s knows how to handle herself. We’ll probably show up at the prison and she’ll be waiting out the front, a couple of unconscious Dracs at her feet.”
My poor attempt at a joke didn’t help at all. Poison straightened his back and walked out again. I heard his boots echo on the wooden steps as he took off upstairs.
I sighed and sat back down at my mixing table and stared at the little red light that flickered when I was making a broadcast. It was about that time of the afternoon when I took to the mic, spitting out the day’s news and making all the shout-outs and requests we still had coming in. I picked up my headphones and flicked the magic switch, and the red light flickered to life. I grabbed the mic and pulled it over.
“Afternoon of the good variety, Motorbabies, your very own Doctor Death Defying, once again defying this ridiculous heat in the Zones of Battery City. Don’t let it set you on fire today, we need our numbers up more than ever right now. As you probably know by now, we have four rays of sunshine in this cloudy world in Better Living Industries custody.” I opened the first folder and fished out the vital facts. “Agent Cherri Cola has been MIA for around six months now. You may have heard the whispers in the desert wind about his fate, but he’s still one of us and I hope to prove that one day soon. Also, two young ladies, Crystalline Chaos and Blue Collar Doom.” Did I read that right? That name sounds familiar. “Not only would I like to ask them where on this forsaken earth they got their names from, but there is a high chance they have not been harmed. Lady Chaos has not been heard from in approximately two weeks now, and Mistress Doom in three. Both are highly skilled in their areas of expertise so I’m sure they could survive prison life, but all the same, the more on the outside, the better.” I paused and took a deep breath. “One last thing, kids. A young lady I only met recently, dragged into this mess along with the rest of us, is also in custody. She’s only been missing four days, but she was severely injured in a raid on the Fabulous Killjoy gang, although I heard it was quite the fire fight with multiple Draculoid casualties. We haven’t had a word on her since, and if anybody has even heard the crickets talking about her, you bring that fuckin’ insect in to have a chat. Y’all know where to find me. For tonight, though, this is Doctor Death Defying, signing off. Sleep with your eyes open, Killjoys.”
I flicked the switch again and the light went out. I got up and left the room, thinking about what we could actually do. We couldn’t raid the place, the boys would be shot on the spot. Grace was too young to be keeping up with them, and she wasn’t coping all too well with Jacinta’s sudden departure. Show Pony and DJ Hot Chimp were away on another mission, working with another group of mismatched superheroes, and wouldn’t be back for weeks.
I sighed again and stared out the kitchen window in the dimming light. The stars are especially bright tonight, I thought... I wonder if the others can see them? I shook my head and sighed, defeated.
There was nothing we could do.