Somewhere out in the desert,
Monday, 13th April 2020
Time: 5:30am
Clank! Crack! Bang! The sound of wood pounding on metal echoed through the abandoned gas station. The loud noise started outside but slowly made its way closer and closer to the bedroom where the Killjoys were sleeping. Mikey, Ray, Frank and Gerard all covered their ears and tried to block out the noise, refusing to compromise any sleep.
“Wake up!” shouted a woman with blonde hair.
“They are descendants,” whispered Doc.
The blonde haired woman stared down at Doc. “So,” she said.
“Come on guys wake up. She’s not in a good mood,” begged Doc.
Mikey smiled at Gerard and simultaneously they all rose up.
“Get on ya boots we leave in five,” she said.
“Mind giving us your name first?” asked Ray.
“Her name is Katya. She will teach you all how to control your powers,” answered Doc.
Mikey was the first to spring to his feet: he walked slowly to wash his face in the sink and fix himself a bowl of Frankberry cereal. All of a sudden, Katya drew a gun and a laser beam was fired from the muzzle directed at Mikey. Mikey sensed the heat off the laser beam and used his abilities to quickly move out of the way, his speed was as fast as turning on a light switch. The beam struck his bowl of cereal causing milk to spill all over the floor.
“What the hell!” Mikey reacted.
“Kobra Kid. My favourite,” said Katya.
“Why did you shoot my cereal?” asked Mikey.
“You should know how training works. You wait three hours before or after training, and I am not waiting for three hours to train you because you are the most difficult,” answered Katya.
“Why... why am I the most difficult?” Mikey asked.
“The fastest, strongest, smartest and fittest,” said Katya.
She walked away and waited by the open door for Gerard, Ray, Frank and Mikey. They all put on their boots, their jackets and their jeans, loaded their guns with neon light bulbs but kept their masks on the table.
Frank was mumbling and grumbling words under his breath, “five thirty in the morning, it’s five thirty.”
Sluggishly they vacated the property dreading the thought of what was coined “ability training”. The only person that was excited was Katya and Doc: for them and the people of the Earth, these four were the salvation of their society.
“We are you going? We are not driving anywhere,” Katya said as the Killjoys headed towards the Firebird.
“So, guys as I said, this is Katya she is dangerous and beautiful and like all of us untouched by the virus and disease unleashed by Korse and his sister, she too has power. Her looks can kill – literally. But, she controls the ability the ability does not control her,” explained Doc.
“I hope you boys do not mind some hard work because it take physical, mental and emotional strength to handle the abilities you have in your DNA. That is why I invited some friends to help Doc and I train you,” said Katya. “Allow me to introduce my friends.”
Stepping out of a van were three people: first a muscular man, tanned, bald and obsessed with army greenery; second another beautiful blonde woman, tall and thin but very pale; and third a man average height, average weight and not muscular but boney and thin.
“The Commando, real name Dean, White Diamond, real name Sylvia, and last but not least, Duke, real name Jesse,” Katya introduced. “The Commando will train Kobra Kid, White Diamond will train Jet Star, Duke will train Fun Ghoul and as for me, code name Medusa, I will be training Party Poison.”
“Great I get the army dude,” dreaded Mikey.
“You think you have it bad I get Ms Commando. She’s tough man,” dreaded Gerard.
“Well I get a skinny and boney dude, I’m all good,” Frank said pleased.
“I heard that,” said Duke. “You really think I am just skinny and boney. There is a perfectly good explanation for that.”
At that moment, Duke arched his arms and bones spiked out of his body and looked into The Commando’s eyes and made him cry. “I have the ability to make my bones spike out of my body, think of me like a porcupine, and I can make anybody feel anything. Except for you four because the four of you are descendants,” said Duke.
Frank lit up his eyes in surprise.
“Enough chit-chat let’s train them already,” said Medusa.
The Commando, White Diamond, Duke and Medusa all took their man, separated them and gave them one-on-one training. They all given orders by their master throughout the day, but it would take more than one day for the Killjoys to have full control over their abilities.
Days passed and the Killjoys were making progress controlling their abilities. The Commando decided it would be a good idea to put the Killjoys abilities against each other to test their abilities.
“Party Poison! Kobra Kid! In the circle,” announced Medusa.
“Wait, you expect me to use my abilities against my own brother?” asked Gerard. “I can’t do that.”
“We all have done things we aren’t proud of under Korse’s revolution,” said Medusa. “Don’t worry; we are just testing all of your skills under battle. We would put ourselves in the circle but you would kill us.”
Gerard stepped back into the circle and looked at Mikey in the eyes and said, “No hard feelings dude.” Mikey replied the same statement back to Gerard.
“Fight!” demanded The Commando.
Gerard and Mikey stood still, not moving, allowing their brotherhood get in the way of fighting.
“Weakness! Fight!” shouted Medusa at Gerard.
Gerard started to draw a light sabour in his mind, however this time nobody could see what he was drawing. However, Mikey sensed it and knew what he was drawing and before Gerard could retrieve his light sabour Mikey had already moved behind him and used a Ju Jit Su tackle and tackled him to the ground.
“You are not knocking my front teeth out again with a light sabour”, said Mikey.
“Wow. You can move... fast”, said Gerard.
“Good Kobra Kid!” encouraged The Commando.
Gerard used mind control to force Mikey to run around like a chicken and bark like a dog. However, Mikey quickly used his smarts to block Gerard’s mind control and hypnotise Gerard into thinking about hamsters.
“Is Mikey the most powerful of us all?” Frank asked Medusa.
“Yes”, she answered.
“Gerard and Mikey are brothers: why are they not both really powerful?” he asked.
“There is something remarkable about Mikey. Nobody knows what it is but all of us know he is very powerful”, answered Medusa. “All I know it had something to do with an accident he had when he was a kid.”
“Good job Party Poison and Kobra Kid”, said The Commando. “Fun Ghoul and Jet Star let’s rumble!”
Frank and Ray entered the circle and looked at each other and smiled. Ray froze Frank’s body but Frank quickly broke free as he transformed his body to the same size as the mountains in the distance with his body on fire.
The masters rotated the Killjoys to fight and defend against each other’s abilities, and for the first time the masters agreed that the Killjoys were ready – they had full control of their abilities.
“Gentlemen, White Diamond, Duke, Medusa, Doc and myself all agree that you have full control of your abilities and wish you well in fighting Korse and his sister”, said The Commando.
“One last thing before we go. If you need our help just call White Diamond. She can hear everything after all”, said Medusa.
“Our work is done here Doc. Look after them because the war begins tomorrow”, said Duke.
The Commando, White Diamond, Duke and Medusa all bowed before Gerard, Frank, Ray and Mikey before leaving in the van they had arrived in a week ago. Gerard looked sideways to Ray, then looked into Frank’s eyes and shrugged in shoulders as he turned to Mikey.
Doc watched The Commando, White Diamond, Duke and Medusa walk away, thanking them for their assistance before they drove off into the desert. He walked back, like a macho man, to the Killjoys and smiled.
“Now do you believe me Kobra?” he asked.
“Believe that we are the saviours of the Earth still seems to far-fetched for me. But... evidence is against me”, Mikey said. “Can I just ask one request from you Doc?”
“Sure, what’s that?” Doc asked.
“Please call us by our Christian names while we are here protected by some force field made by our ancestors. Surely, Korse will not hear our names mentioned”, Mikey asked, with the other three nodding accordingly.
Doc nodded complying to Mikey’s request.
“Let me ask you something again”, said Mikey. “The Commando, White Diamond, Duke and Medusa taught us how to use our powers but they never told us about Korse’s powers and his sister’s if they have any”.
Doc nodded, “He does have powers, and so does his sister, but I and no one knows exactly what their powers are. They never revealed them: the only power we can confirm is of his sister who is the descendant of a samurai warrior, marital arts and fencing – Japanese style”.
“I am to kung-Fu a descendant of a Japanese samurai warrior!” Mikey exclaimed.
Doc nodded again, and Mikey rolled his eyes and his jaw dropped in disbelief.
“So, where to from here?” asked Gerard.
Doc started to walk back into the abandoned gas station, the Killjoys in toe, and ripped a khaki green trap off a board with lines, letters and numbers written all over it in white chalk. The Killjoys are trained and aware of Korse’s plans and how far he is in achieving them, but now the war must begin.
“Time is running out to save humanity, to save the Earth and it is up to you four, the fabulous Killjoys, to save the universe”, said Doc. “Let’s get started”.
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CATCH-UP:
Phase 1: http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/ponchoclown/chapter-1-every-snowfl...
Phase 2: http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/ponchoclown/chapter-2-survive-keep...
Phase 3: http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/ponchoclown/phase-3-bury-truth-and...
Phase 4: http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/ponchoclown/phase-4-little-things
