The killjoys have been riding the dry waves of the desert for weeks, not seeing so much as a human remain for miles. That is, until they see three motorcycles in the distance of the steamy road. Were they possibly henchmen of the notorious BLI corporation? No, how could they be? The bikes are colorful... In this fan fiction work, the killjoys have to buck up and decide whether or not to trust the first people they've seen in weeks, and if they do, what will they find out about them? Find out in "No More" by Rebel Cometeir.