here we go again!

1)Where are you at the moment? - home

2) Why? - because... I'm not outside?

3) Give me 5 bestest persons at buzz.? bdenryanspencerjonluv, poeticjustice, evil1510, mcrkidnsupernatural, ireswhateva

4) Do you like yourself? - yes

5) What do you like to do in your free time? - hang out with my friends, listen to music

6) Do you think you're able to do everything you'd like to [right now, from that place, are you confident enough //not in future]? yes : )

7) Do you think fighting makes sense? yeah. you get angry you feel like killing someone and eventually you actually try to. I'm not saying it's right but it makes sense. animals do it too, right? God! my answers are stupid

8) Was last question clever? - nope

9) Which places would you like to visit? I wanna see everything!

10) Honestly, give me one person from buzz, who made you feel special, like their friend? bdenryanspencerjonluv, poeticjustice and evil1510 make me feel amazing just for having them in my life

11) What's your mobile phone? - benq siemens EF81. seriously people, don't buy it, the battery gets fucked up after an year and it's slow. but it looks cool!

12) Would you like to have (new) one? - hell yeah

13) Do you like to smile? duh

14) Write poems? - rarely. I'd rather write songs and stories

15) Eat? - YES : D

16) English? - well what do you think this is?

17) French? I really want to but right now I'm studying German and still going to Englush classes. no time

18) Slovene? -nope

19) Polish? - um no

20)Sports? - I suck at it but volleyball's cool 

21) Internet? - I love it

22) Do you think life gets better or worse day by day?- right now it's the same everyday so I can't really tell

23) Are you nervous or calm person? - depends. usually I'm calm

24) Is there any message you'd like to tell the world? shut up and be happy. stop wasting time on stupid things it can always be worse. and stop being selfish

25) What's your favourite line in a song? - For what you did to me, or what I'll do to you, you get what everyone else gets. You get a lifetime! - MCR

26) The cutest thing you've ever heard? - there are so many!

27) do you love your parents? - I'm gonna be honest. mom can yell at me all she wants - she deserved her right to do so - but dad is really going for a place in my black list. in other words I love mom and I kind of dislike dad. but only kind of

28)What would you do if tomorrow is the last day of your life? - tell this guy I really like him (otherwise it would be freaky/stalker-ish. it's a weird situation) , be with my friends and family, apologize for all the bad things I've said. you know, stuff like that. oh and I would cry a lot too. oh man now you got me sad

29)Do you often think about death? - I think about what happens AFTER death 

30)Is this the last question? ......no, seriously

31) Are you sick of tag-tests? - not really, but I'm not tagging anyone because I know they might not like it 

    “It’s big enough for us to go through it.” Pete stared at the sky through the hole in the ceiling deep in thought. “But we’re on the fifth floor. We can’t just jump.”

    “Lets get on the roof.” Amy pushed an armchair under the hole and got on top of it. “We’ll see what we can do. I need some help.” Gerard lifted her higher and she climbed out.  Careful not to sleep and fall she stepped out on the roof. She walked closer to the edge unsteady on her legs. One of the roof-tiles slid under Amy’s foot and she fell. She dragged down to the very edge but managed to stop in time. “That was close.” she said and looked down. “It’s too high to jump!” she yelled.  

    “Is there anything we could climb to use to get down?” Christina said from inside the house.
 
   “Not really.” Amy looked around herself but didn’t see anything that could help them. “Just this really high tree but it’s almost 4 meters away. There’s no way we could reach it.”

    “Hold on, I’m coming!” Gerard’s head showed from the hole and he climbed out with someone’s help. “Amy! You’ll fall!” he said when he saw how close to the edge she was, “Take my hand!” he outstretched to her and she grabbed it. He pulled her away from the danger and hugged her. “You’re right. We can’t escape from here.” he was disappointed, it was his last hope. His eyes shifted to the tree she had mentioned and he sighed deeply. It really was too far.

     “At least we can see the blue sky.” she gazed at it. The sky was the one thing they all had began missing. Not even a single cloud blocked the sun leaving the blue color as pure and as calm as a frozen lake.

    “It’s beautiful just like you.” he smiled and she melted into that smile. “Lets go back inside.” they jumped in the hole and landed with thud in the middle of the room where everyone was waiting to hear what they had seen.  

    “Well?” Pete asked. They hadn’t heard their conversation and hope still filled them.

    “Nothing.” Gerard answered and they sighed and frowned. 

    “Now what?” Mikey asked braking the silence that had fallen upon them.

    “We could try and figure out what the hell is this place and why are we dying one by one.” Christina sat on the floor Indian style and rested her chin on her hand. She started thinking and so did the others. “Everything seems to have something to do with revenge.” she remarked after awhile. 

    “You’re right!” Mikey’s head shot as he was starting to make the connections. “I think we’re being… punished? I have no idea what for though, we haven’t done anything wrong.” he lied a bit there. He knew he wasn’t as innocent as the others thought, he was just good at keeping his mouth shut. ‘Some things were better left unsaid.’ were the last words his mistake said.

    “That makes sense.” Pete bit his lip hard enough to make it bleed. “Then we’re all goners.” saying it out loud made it seem a hundredth times worse than it was in his head. 

    “What do you mean?” Amy asked, her voice shaking.

    “No-one is perfect. I bet all of us have done things we’re not proud of. The only question left is who’s next?” they avoided each others eyes not knowing what to say. 

    “Um, now that we’ve got that straight maybe we should try to find a way out again?” Christina got nods from everyone, “Okay, it’d be better if everyone had to check one floor of the house. I’ll take the third.” three was her lucky number and it worked every time. She wasn’t going to take chances right now. Luck was all she had. Pete took the first floor, Mikey got the fifth, Gerard called the second and Amy was left with the forth.

    The fifth floor had a wide hall that was a very dark place that smelled of mould mixed with naphthalene and cigarette smoke. The carped had cigarette burn holes and various stains with an unknown origin. Green wallpapers decorated the walls but they seemed to be ancient and were peeling off the walls at places. Many massive cupboards in dark colors lined the sides of the hall and took a lot of the space. Dust, old pictures and boxes of all sizes hid away their surface.  

    Mikey walked slowly, careful not to trip on something in the dark. He couldn’t see more that the outlines of the furniture and barely the colors of things.

    “Michael…” a woman’s soft whisper filled the silence and made Mikey’s hairs stand up. “Michael…” the voice was so gentle, almost like singing a lullaby to a scared child. “Come with me Michael…” he was sweating and his heartbeat became so loud he felt he couldn’t hear anything else.  

    “WHO ARE YOU?!” he was screaming at the top of his lungs and his throat hurt like hell. “SHOW YOURSELF!!!” he looked all around himself desperately looking for the girl calling him.

    “They don’t love you, they don’t need you Michael…” he could even feel the cold breath on his neck. “Come with me Michael…” he fell to his knees plugging his ears. The words were invading his mind, feeling him with doubt, anger, fear, loneliness and so many other emotions at once.

    “YOU’RE A LIAR!!!” he yelled shutting his eyes to the point it hurt.

     “Michael…You will die Michael…” he hit his head in the floor trying to get the voice out of his head. “I can save you Michael…” his forehead was bleeding staining his slender face.

    “WHAT… DO… YOU… WANT… FROM… ME?!!” he hit the wall next to him, a blow between words. His knuckles bled. “Stop…” his screaming was now a faint whisper. That was all his emotionally exhausted body could master. 

    “Michael!” the faint whisper was getting louder and seemed so much closer. Mikey felt nauseous. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he crashed down on the floor with a thud.

Before he could completely slip into the darkness he opened his eyes and saw a transparent vision of a woman as pale as a ghost wearing a nightgown. She was walking and inch above the ground and her every move was very slow. As she neared Mikey she made the air colder and it became even harder to breathe. With one final sharp movement she went through him causing the most horrible feeling a human could suffer. Someone was screaming far away from him. It sounded so much like him but he didn’t feel like he was producing it. The force pushed him into a cupboard and a box fell down opening. Suddenly, music started playing; it was a music box. The relaxing melody drained what was left of Mikey’s energy and he fainted.

    Amy paced the forth floor’s corridor slowly. The wood was creaking under her feet and that sound was all you could hear. It was dark so she traced the walls in hopes to find a light switch which she did. When she could finally see properly she took a good look around. She noticed her fingers were now dirty after tracing the wall. The house was obviously vacant for a long time.  

    Amy stopped at a door on her right and thought for a second. Should she open it? With everything that happened in the past few days anything could be there. She turned the doorknob and pushed it lightly. The room that came into view was truly beautiful. The walls were a deep color of red; an idea that once popped into Amy’s head. She asked her parents to paint her room red but they never let her. A few amazing paintings decorated them. The massive black wardrobe next to the door had a picture of a forest craved on it and handles were silver. Amy gazed at it in awe for a while. Then she opened it to find a single short backless red dress hanging, waiting, begging for her to put it on. She touched it and was surprise at how soft and light it was. She took it and went over to a mirror she just noticed was at the other end of the room. She hesitated for a bit but then quickly got undressed and put it on. It made her look even more beautiful, if that is possible. She spun around and smiled. Then she finally saw the big bed with many pillows right behind her. How could she miss it? It was perfectly made and had a note on the red duvet.

    She sat on it and lifted the note to read it. 

                                             “A friend in need, is a friend indeed.
                                               Tonight you’ll lose what’s sweet.
                                               But angel don’t you cry!
                                               I promise, you won’t die”

    She dropped the note in sheer terror and gasped. And than it was like she couldn’t breathe. The dress was getting tighter and tighter, suffocating her. She fell on the bed and started trying to remove the deadly piece of clothing. Her lungs were burning for air. The more she moved, the more she sank into the bed. It was swallowing her. In mere seconds she was completely gone.

     Christina slid down the wall and hugged her knees to warm herself up a little. She was on the third floor. Alone. And it scared the shit out of her. She took out her cigarettes and her lighter. She had quit them five months ago with much effort. Gerard was supposed to quit with her but he caved in. She carried them for desperate times and now sure was a desperate time.

    She lit up one and took a drag. The toxic smoke invaded her lungs and it felt so good. She faintly smiled and relaxed. She rubbed her eyes and groaned. How did she get in this nightmare? And more important, how would she get out? Remembering what she was there for, she got up and opened the first door she saw. Nothing. The room was empty. A part of her felt relieved it wasn’t something horrible and another part of her was disappointed to see there was nothing that could help her in there.  

    She moved on to the next rooms. All of them hat nothing inside and looked so much the same. Every time she hoped the next room would be different, that it would hold the answer to the escape, but the disappointment just repeated itself again and again. It seemed like there were so many rooms and the more she searched the more they got. She didn’t remember the house being that big.

    At maybe the hundredth chipped old door she ran out of cigarettes. She threw the box away and sighed. She should have saved some for later. She looked at how much of the hall was left to check.  

    “What?” the hall was so long she couldn’t see the end of it. It wasn’t like that when she started. She was sure she saw the end of it before opening the first door. She looked behind her; same thing. She walked by all those room, fastening her pace with each step until she was running. “Hello?” no response. She checked the rooms on her way as fast as she could leaving them open. She came to a place where the hall separated in two ways. “Always turn right.” She spoke under her breath to herself. The turn was fallowed by many more and she always went right.

    After running for ten minutes she realized she was lost. She was tired, hungry and hell she needed a cigarette. Her phone didn’t work. It was the worst case scenario. 

    Then the ground shook beneath her feet. She lost balance and fell down twisting her wrist. The ground shook again and something made out of glass broke. She didn’t remember seeing glass anywhere. The thing that made the small earthquakes was getting closer at a scaring speed. Christina got up ignoring the pain in her wrist and ran. She didn’t care exactly where she was going, she just wanted away from the thing. It was after her. She could tell it was one of those monsters you check under your bed for. She opened the first door that she had time to stop at and slid in to hide. She was breathing heavily and her heart was racing.

    There was a mess on the second floor. You couldn’t see the color of the carpet from paper sheets scattered everywhere. They were mainly sketches of people on the streets or meaningless words. He wondered why when they checked the house the first time they got there they found bedrooms and now it seemed like there was nothing besides the living room on the last floor and some useful rooms downstairs. By now he had realized the house was changing all the time so it wasn’t so surprising.

    He picked up some of the sketches and went through them realizing they were all so familiar to him. He searched at the back of his head to try to remember where he had seen them but failed. Giving up, he threw them down and continued he’s way. All the rooms seemed normal to him. Most of them were just ordinary bedrooms while others were libraries, bathrooms or closets. There were many twists and turns in the hallway and after time it gave him the feeling he was walking around in circles.  

    He opened another door leading to a library. He chose to enter for a difference and the smell of old books hit him. It was a soothing smell he loved as a child. He inhaled deeply went between the shelves of books. They were pretty well presumed. He chose one randomly and opened it.

    “The story of Lily Maintree” was on the on the first page of it. He Sat down on the floor and started reading. It was about a girl and her life, about how she never really got any attention and went to extremes to get. Gerard couldn’t stop reading until he came to the part where she killed her boyfriend and ended up in a house that made her go mental and kill herself. When it ended Gerard suddenly got back to reality and noticed he was on page 742. How did he get so far? And how long had he been in there? He checked his watch. Only ten minutes had passed since he separated from the others.

     “No way!” he stared at his watch and thought and thought and thought. What was going on? It was maybe the hundredth time that question plagued his mind in the past couple of days but it still was unanswered. He got an idea and quickly stood up. He noticed the books were carefully placed in alphabetic order and went over to “M”.

    He finally found what he dreaded; “The story of Mikey Way”. Eager to find out what it contained, he opened it. It started off with some ordinary days and became more complex further on. There was this particular chapter in which you could see how he got involved with the wrong friends and started doing drugs. He pulled some girl into it all. Apparently, she was a very promising student and a good person. At the end of the chapter the girl died from overdose and Mikey blamed it on himself. After that he quit but still couldn’t forgive himself. 

    It was all too overwhelming. So many questions popped out. Why didn’t Mikey tell his own brother for all that? And how could he not notice? Suddenly, Gerard felt as if he had never actually been in his brother’s life. He always thought they were the closest people on earth. He wondered if it was true. His mind went blank. Every sound in the room was ten times stronger and there was an echo. He heard the clock ticking and it brought him back to reality. It was like a rollercoaster.

    He shook a little and gazed at the clock. Half an hour had passed. He got up and found all of his friends’ books and placed them on a coffee table in the corner. Even with the speed the time was going with when he read it was still too much to read at once and way too heavy to carry at once. Maybe he could read just the endings of some? 

    He picked up the book on top of the pile and skipped to the last page. It turned out to be Pete’s life story. He was in the kitchen.

    “Shit!” Gerard was terrified from what he read next. He jumped to his feet and ran. 

*before Gerard even went inside the library*

    Why was it so important to search the house? And especially the first floor. Pete had seen enough to know that they were all goners. It wasn’t even worth wasting their time. But his time wasn’t really worth anything without his best friends. Of course he had the ones that were still alive but the loss was far too much for him to handle.  

    He didn’t pay much attention to drawers he going through. Thoughts of his childhood with Patrick occupied his mind. His friend’s seventh birthday when he got his first hat and swore he wouldn’t take it off. That time they broke the neighbor’s window with a batman action figure that was supposed to fly to the tree and save a cat. The memory flow was suddenly interrupted by the bottle of Vodka that caught Pete’s eye. It was just what he needed. He took it eagerly and unscrew the cap.

    The minute the alcohol hit his lips and burned his throat he felt better. Or worse. He couldn’t tell. He made his way to the kitchen and sat on the table. For the first time he was alone in the house. He could think without distraction. The events repeated themselves in his mind while he drank. He realized he had no luck whatsoever. Nothing worked out the way he wanted it.  

    He got up and went up the stairs. He reached the fifth floor and stood under the hole in the ceiling. After taking another sip he got the courage to climb to the roof. Walking over the edge he felt empty. They didn’t care for him. He lost the one who did. He figured out he didn’t have to wait for death to come to him in the worst way imaginable. He could do it himself.

    He gazed upon the world in front of him. What a beautiful and lonely place it was. Taking in the last moments of his life as every singly detail sank in his mind and stained his memory forever he prepared to take the last step.

    “Pete, DON’T!!!” Gerard’s voice startled him and he turned his head sharply to see him. He slipped on something fell backwards ever the edge.

     He could hear his friend screaming in panic as he was falling. It was the longest fall he had ever had. It stretched on forever and he thought about everything he had done till this very last day of his life. Nothing special came to mind but the mere fact someone -even if it was only Gerard- cared enough to try to stop him from taking away his own life. It was now too late but it gave him comfort.

    And then it happened. His body hit the ground and it all went black. It was over

    “It’s big enough for us to go through it.” Pete stared at the sky through the hole in the ceiling deep in thought. “But we’re on the fifth floor. We can’t just jump.”

    “Lets get on the roof.” Amy pushed an armchair under the hole and got on top of it. “We’ll see what we can do. I need some help.” Gerard lifted her higher and she climbed out.  Careful not to sleep and fall she stepped out on the roof. She walked closer to the edge unsteady on her legs. One of the roof-tiles slid under Amy’s foot and she fell. She dragged down to the very edge but managed to stop in time. “That was close.” she said and looked down. “It’s too high to jump!” she yelled.  

    “Is there anything we could climb use to get down?” Christina said from inside the house.

    “Not really.” Amy looked around herself but didn’t see anything that could help them.  

    “Hold on, I’m coming!” Gerard’s head showed from the hole and climbed out with someone’s help. “Amy! You’ll fall!” he said when he saw how close to the edge she was, “Take my hand!” he outstretched to her and she grabbed it. He pulled her away from the danger and hugged her. “You’re right. We can’t escape from here.” he was disappointed, it was his last hope.

    “At least we can see the blue sky.” she gazed at it. The sky was the one thing they all had began missing. 

    “It’s beautiful just like you.” he smiled and she melt into that smile. “Lets go back inside.” they jumped in the hole and landed with thud in the middle of the room.

    “Well?” Pete asked. They hadn’t heard their conversation. 

    “Nothing.” Gerard answered and everyone sighed and frowned.

    “Now what?” Mikey asked.

     “We could try and figure out what the hell is this place and why are we dying one by one.” Christina sat on the floor Indian style and rested her chin on her hand. She started thinking and so did the others. “Everything seems to have something to do with revenge.” she remarked.

    “You’re right!” Mikey’s head shot as he was starting to make the connections. “I think we’re being… punished? I have no idea what for though, we haven’t done anything wrong.” he lied a bit there. He knew he wasn’t as innocent as the others thought, he was just good at keeping his mouth shut. Some things were better left unsaid.

    “That makes sense.” Pete bit his lip hard enough to make it bleed. “Then we’re all goners.”

    “What do you mean?” Amy asked, her voice shaking.

    “No-one is perfect. I bet all of us have done things we’re not proud of. The only question left is who’s next?” they avoided each others eyes not knowing what to say.

   “Um, now that we’ve got that straight maybe we should try to find a way out again?” Christina got nods from everyone, “Okay, it’d be better if everyone had to check one floor of the house. I’ll take the third.” three was her lucky number and it worked every time. She wasn’t going to take chances right now. Luck was all she had. Pete took the first floor, Mikey got the fifth, Gerard called the second and Amy was left with the forth.

   The fifth floor had a wide hall that was a very dark place that smelled of mould mixed with naphthalene and cigarette smoke. The carped had cigarette burn holes and various stains with an unknown origin. Green wallpapers decorated the walls but they seemed to be ancient and were peeling off the walls at places. Many massive cupboards in dark colors lined the sides of the hall and took a lot of the space. Dust, old pictures and boxes of all sizes hid away their surface.

   Mikey walked slowly, careful not to trip on something in the dark. He couldn’t see more that the outlines of the furniture and barely the colors of things.

   “Michael…” a woman’s soft whisper filled the silence and made Mikey’s hairs stand up. “Michael…” the voice was so gentle, almost like singing a lullaby to a scared child. “Come with me Michael…” he was sweating and his heartbeat became so loud he felt he couldn’t hear anything else.

    “WHO ARE YOU?!” he was screaming at the top of his lungs and his throat hurt like hell. “SHOW YOURSELF!!!” he looked all around himself desperately looking for the girl calling him.

  “They don’t love you, they don’t need you Michael…” he could even feel the cold breath on his neck. “Come with me Michael…” he fell to his knees plugging his ears. The words were invading his mind, feeling him with doubt, anger, fear, loneliness and so many other emotions at once.

     “YOU’RE A LIAR!!!” he yelled shutting his eyes to the point it hurt.

    “Michael…You will die Michael…” he hit his head in the floor trying to get the voice out of his head. “I can save you Michael…” his forehead was bleeding staining his slender face.

    “WHAT… DO… YOU… WANT… FROM… ME?!!” he hit the wall next to him, a blow between words. His knuckles bled. “Stop…” his screaming was now a faint whisper. That was all his emotionally exhausted body could master.

    “Michael!” the faint whisper was getting louder and seemed so much closer. Mikey felt nauseous. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he crashed down on the floor with a thud.

Before he could completely slip into the darkness he opened his eyes and saw a transparent vision of a woman as pale as a ghost wearing a nightgown. She was walking and inch above the ground and her every move was very slow. As she neared Mikey she made the air colder and it became even harder to breathe. With one final sharp movement she went through him causing the most horrible feeling a human could suffer. Someone was screaming far away from him. It sounded so much like him but he didn’t feel like he was producing it. The force pushed him into a cupboard and a box fell down opening. Suddenly, music started playing; it was a music box. The relaxing melody drained what was left of Mikey’s energy and he fainted.

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this part may be changed

 

I got tagged by mcrxcanseyxmcr :P
The challenge:  List 12 songs that cheer you up.
I'm also supposed to tag 10 other people but I don't think they'd be thrilled so I'm not going to.


I'm Not OK - My Chemical Romance
Nine In The Afternoon - Panic At The Disco
Basket Case - Green Day
The City Is At War - Cobra Starship
Famous Last Words - My Chemical Romance
Fences - Paramore
GI.N.A.S.F.S. -Fall Out Boy
Headfirst For Halos - My Chemical Romance
The Best Of Me - The Starting Line
Milkshake (cover) - Goodnight Nurse
Coin-Operated Boy - Dresden Dolls
Song 2 - Blur



Some of the song's videos alone can cheer me up :D

    “Good morning!” Christina entered the kitchen still in her pj’s and a smile on her face.

    “Aren’t you happy this morning?” Amy eyed her mischievously and took a bite of her toast. 

    “I have my reasons.” she winked at her and turned to Mikey who was sipping his coffee. When he saw her glance he choked on the hot liquid and blushed.
 
    Pete didn’t take part in the laugh they shared. He just stood there, staring at his cereal. He hadn’t touched it. He wasn’t hungry at all. He kept staring at his food thinking about Patrick. How could they laugh at a moment like this? He hadn’t spoken since yesterday. The photo that was sent to Jepha was imprinted on his mind. He was dead. He lied somewhere on the cold ground or maybe Heyley had called the cops and he was at a morgue? If that was true he was probably being dissected by some random doctor to see if it held evidence of who the killer was. But whoever did, wouldn’t let them do that. He doubted it was even a person. He doubted everything.

    “We should save food.” Gerard took him out of his little world of misery and brought him back to reality. “We don’t have that much.”  

    “But I’m hungry!” Mikey wined. “I missed dinner yesterday. We all did.”

    “We have to save food.” his brother repeated firmly. It was in his nature to be stubborn. 

  “Oh fine.” he gave up and looked away in frustration. “So what, Gerard, now we have to stop eating?” 
 
   “No. Just eat less.” he picked up the empty bow before him and put it in the sink with the intention of washing it later. His arm hurt pretty bad but he didn’t say it. “We have to explore the tunnel.”

     “Since when are you in charge?” Jepha had had enough of his bossiness and was prepared to argue with him.

    “Whoever thinks we should explore the tunnel raise their hand, please!” Gerard spoke and raised his hand in the air. Everyone did the same and when Jepha saw he was alone joined them. “Good. Now I don’t think it should be dangerous but we’re not taking any chances. The girls will stay here and the guys will go to the lake. We’ll find out if there’s fish there. If there is fish there, we can fish and that should solve the food problem.” 

    “Hey! We’re not that helpless!” Emmy said. “This is 21^st century, dumbass. We can defend ourselves.”

    “Then you can search the house for a way out.” Gerard had nothing more than respect for women but no wasn’t the right time. He wanted to yell at all of them but calmed himself down. He had to be strong. “I want all of you to think really, really hard about what has happened and see if you can come up with a theory.” he was talking to everyone, no just the girls. He stressed the ‘really’ part.

     “Fair.” Amy said and raised her fist in the air. Her friends looked at her as she was a total idiot. “What?” she knew pretty damn well ‘what’ but in her eyes it was far more funnier to play dumb. They’d appreciate it if someone hadn’t died yesterday or if they weren’t trapped in an abandoned house with no way out. “Bad timing.” she thought.

    “We can use our cell phones to talk to each other.” Mikey said. “They seem to work when we’re calling people that are here.” 

    “Ok.” The first and only word Pete said the whole morning.

    “Lets start exploring then!” Gerard went over to the hole with everyone following him. He and the guys jumped in and went inside the tunnel leaving the girls behind. “We should’ve brought torches or something like that. This place is fucking dark!” he tripped every now and then but didn’t fall. They reached the underground lake started starring at it aimlessly.

    “What is there to explore?” Jepha asked the question everyone wanted to know the answer to. 

    “We can start with the water.” Pete’s voice was cold as if his friends had betrayed him and deserved nothing better. “We have to find out if that’s fish.” he pointed at the silver thing moving in the water.

    “How?” all eyes were now on Jepha and it didn’t take him long to read their mind. “No way! I’m not going in there!” 

    “Lets play ‘scissors, rock, paper’. Whoever loses first goes in the water.” Gerard suggested and they agreed a bit unsure if that was the right way. Jepha was the only one with paper and he lost to the scissors everyone else had chosen.

    “Fuck!” he breathed in for courage and took off his shirt. He dived into the cold water and they watched as his body go deeper and deeper until they could no longer see him. 

    “Do you think he’ll come back?” Gerard asked after a minute. “He’s been down there for a long time.”

    “Only for a minute. He’s a tough guy.” Mikey said more to himself than anything.  

    “I think that’s him.” Pete pointed at a shadow coming from the bottom of the water. It got bigger and clearer until you could be completely sure it was Jepha. He reached the surface gasping for air. “What did you find?”

    “Nothing.” he said between breaths. “But now I can bug you about being such chickens!” he laughed and they just glared at him.      

    “Damn. I really hoped we would find fish. Now we’ll ran out of food in a couple of days.” Gerard leaned on the wall and cursed everything.

    “Need a hand?” Mikey outstretched his hand towards Jepha to help him get out of the water. He accepted it but just when he tried to get out something started pulling him back. “I’m trying to help you! Stop pulling me!”  

    “I’M NOT!” he screamed in horror. He could feel something wrapping around his foot. It was cold and slimy. It felt like a tentacle. “HELP ME!” Gerard was holding onto Mikey and Pete was holding onto Gerard in desperate tries to pull him out. Even their strength put together wasn’t enough to do the job. “NO! IT’S KILLING ME! SAVE ME!” more tentacles attacked Jepha and covered his face. He could no longer breath and was suffocating. He let got of Mikey and sank. He fought the thing that was killing him but it was no use. It wasn’t long before his heart stopped beating and the monster tore him limb by limb, violating his corpse.  

    “JEPHA!” Pete screamed terrified and almost jumped after him but the others held him. “No! Let me go!” 

    “Pete! It’s no use! We have to get away from the water!” Gerard shook him hard and then looked him in the eye. “He’s dead.” then they saw some of his body parts floating on the surface of the water.

    “Fuckfuckfuckfuck!” Mikey was having trouble breathing and was near to having a panic attack. He was sweating and shaking. “Lets get out of here!” he pleaded and than they ran as fast as they could. By the time they were in the living-room they were panting for breath and sweating. “That thing killed him, it killed him, man! Oh God I think I’m gonna be sick!” Gerard slapped him across the face and told him to get a grip.  

    “Now is not the time to fucking panic!” he was glaring at him. He was a control freak but no-one knew it. He hid it all the time. “I know he’s dead, I was there too!” he yelled in his face. “Mikey! Look at me!” Mikey hadn’t made direct eye contact during the whole fight but his brother forced him to meet his hazel eyes. “I’m sorry.” he let go of him and bit his lip. “I didn’t mean to yell at you.”

    “What’s going on? Why are you yelling?” the girls came down the stairs. 

    “Jepha’s dead.” Pete said staring at his shoes. “He was killed in front of us.”

    “What do you mean he’s dead? How?” Emmy was so pale she looked dead.

    “We went in the cave. We saw that silver thing again and thought we should dive in and see if it’s fish.” Gerard started the story. “We played ‘scissors, rock, paper’ to see who should go in the water. Jepha lost.” he frowned and felt like it was his fault. He suggested playing that game without estimating the risks properly. “When he tried to get out something pulled him back. We tried to help him but it had…tentacles and it put them around his head. I think he couldn’t breathe and let go of us. Then the thing took him deeper and after a minute we saw his body parts floating in the lake. We got scared and ran away.” he looked ashamed of that.

    “He…got torn apart?” Emmy was almost crying and the others just stood silent.  

    “No! We have to get away from this place!” Mikey turned around and ran and his friends did the same with no second thoughts. As soon as the last one of them exited the tunnel Pete and Gerard blocked the door with a cupboard that was placed in one of the corners of the living room. “We’re all gonna die! Fast! I have to get out of this madhouse!” Mikey picked up a chair and threw it against a window. Of course, it didn’t break. “What. The. Hell. Is. This. Place!” he said between the many times he tried breaking the glass. Eventually he got tired and leaned on the wall.

    “Mikey, we won’t get out that way.” Amy put her hand on his shoulder caringly. 

    “Then how?” he snapped at her and she took a step back in surprise. “How?” he wasn’t angry anymore, he was hopeless.                    

   “I think I know how.” Christina said firmly causing everyone to pay attention to her words. “Remember the hole in the ceiling? The one, that the pedant made?” they nodded beginning to understand where she was going, “Maybe we can go through there!”

    “Lets go see if we can.” Gerard went for the stairs excited that they had a chance of leaving this hellhole. 

    “Wait.” Pete looked at all of them, “Two of our friends died mere minutes ago and what do we do? We act like it’s no big deal. It was the same yesterday, when Patrick was murdered!” he made them think and he was right. It seemed as if they had gotten used to it and fast. The possibility of them losing their lives had made them follow their instincts and think more about themselves, forgetting everything else. “I can’t believe how little you care about people who would probably die for you if they had to!”

    “Oh my God” Amy realized what they had been doing. “It’s true, guys. We should react differently. This thing is changing us. We’ve become something selfish.” 

    “But we can’t just stand in one place and cry all day!” Gerard also had a point, like always.

    “Shut up Gerard! Stop being like this.” Mikey had had just enough of his brother’s bossiness. “Can’t you pretend you’re not better, smarter than us?”

     “I am trying to fucking save your asses!” he yelled in frustration. “And if you don’t cooperate that won’t happen soon!” they were shortening the distance between each other with every sentence. “I’m upset about Patrick, Jepha or Emmy but we have to get out of here! They’re dead and if stay a little longer we’ll be dead too. I don’t feel like dying now, Mikey!”

    “Stop it!” Amy pushed them away from each other and glared at them both. “Talk about brotherly love!” they had never seen her this angry before. She went up the stairs and left them in silence. 

    “It’s all your fault she’s like that.” Mikey shoved him.

RoXXXy:  Name?  Instrument?
Leathermouth:  Name:  Leathermouth  Instrument: All of them

RoXXXy:  What is going on in the world of LEATHERMOUTH right now?
Leathermouth:  sitting in the studio recording our record

RoXXXy:  Who is in the band and what are their roles (other than making noise, heh!)?
Leathermouth:  Vin-guitar, Rob-guitar, french horn, Frank-vocals, Steve-drums, Andrew-bass

RoXXXy:  What is it like working with Skeleton Crew? Do you find it easier to deal with a smaller, more intimate label like that?
Leathermouth:  yeah they pay a hell of a lot more.

RoXXXy:  Who are your biggest musical influences?
Leathermouth:  each other hehe

RoXXXy:  What exactly is a LEATHERMOUTH?
Leathermouth:  a mouth that is leathery

RoXXXy:  What is it that you love about music?
Leathermouth:  the instruments look great on us

RoXXXy:  What is your opinion of music downloading?
Leathermouth:  ask lars

RoXXXy:  If you could work with any one artist or band (i.e. record with, tour with, write with) who would it be?
Leathermouth:  Ceasar the dog. sick growl.

RoXXXy:  How much of a role does each member play in the writing of songs? Is it a collaborative effort handled equally by each member or are there one or two key songwriters?
Leathermouth:  we buy them off the internet. songmaker.com

RoXXXy:  If you could knock the shit out of anyone right now, who would it be?
Leathermouth:  you

RoXXXy:  Any last words, thoughts, comments or things you wished we had asked?
Leathermouth:  LeatherMouth lives!

    “What’s happening?” Christina was banging on the windows as hard as she could and they wouldn’t even get a crack. “We have to get out.”

    “Did we try everything?” Emmy was biting on her nails from the stress.

    “All doors leading outside, the windows, everything.” Mikey used his fingers to list what they have checked. “Our cell phones aren’t working either.”

    “Hey, look what I found!” Pete was in the hole looking at a door that was in front of him. “Where do you think it goes?”

     “Lets find out.” Jepha came down and opened the door. “It leads to a tunnel of some sort.” It was dark and wet and they had to walk in a column. After a couple of minutes they reached a huge place that looked like a cave and had a small lake in it. Jepha had to stop in his tracks to prevent falling in and everyone behind him bumped into the person in front of him, Gerard’s arm hurt like hell when it collided with Amy’s back but he wouldn’t let it show. “Wow.” The water was crystal clear but you couldn’t see much because of the lack of light. “Is that fish over there?” he pointed at something that was shining silver, small and swam in the water.

   “This keeps getting weirder and weirder.” Gerard spoke and dipped his hand in the water. He shivered from the cold and took off his black leather jacked and shirt to wash off the blood from the wounds. He splashed some water at his face and cleaned up his wound a little not using his left broken hand. “Do you think there’s a way out of here?” he asked full of hope as he squeezed out the water from his clothes. He’s worried gaze got lost somewhere in the distance that wasn’t visible due to the darkness.

    “There has to be.” everyone except Gerard turned their heads to Amy giving her a look that said ‘what are you doing?’. “There’s always a way out.” she hugged her boyfriend and kissed the tip of his nose giving him the much needed comfort. He seemed distant and lost.  

    “Do you know what’s weird here?” Christina stared at the water, “It’s dark but not too dark. We can see in here and there’s no place for light to come from. How is that possible? And there are ripples too.”

    “This is creeping me out.” Pete headed back the tunnel quickening his pace with every step he took until he was almost running. His friends didn’t follow him though. They were too much deep in thought about the current situation.

     “We won’t survive if we don’t get out.” Emmy broke the awkward silence. “We can go without food for 41 days, fortunately we have water but we still can’t stay trapped here for over a month. We don’t even know what going on.”

    “Maybe it has something to do with the letter?” Mikey suggested rubbing his eyes to chase away the tiredness that took him over. “Think about it. It all began then. Patrick and Hayley left and short after Gerard broke his hand and the doors disappeared.” it all made perfect sense.

    “You have a point.” Amy said. “If I remember correctly the letter had our names in it but mine and Heyley’s were missing. It had something about being innocent enough. And then the writing on the ceiling. The first sentence was “The innocent go”. What if Patrick and Heyley were the innocent and we’re the guilty? But then why was my name missing?” 

    “I got confused.” Jepha was concentrating but it was all too much to take in so fast. Then he heard the well-known sound his phone made when he got a message. “I thought those didn’t work here?” he took it out and the minute he saw what was sent to him all color drained from his face. “I-i-it can’t b-b-be!” he stuttered.

    “Oh my God!” Amy put a hand over her mouth. On the screen of his phone was an image that she’d rather not seen. Patrick’s dead body lying somewhere in the woods covered in blood and dirt. His eyes were empty and Heyley was crying over his corpse. She was a mess too but still alive and unharmed. Her clothes were covered in mud like she had tripped and fell while being chased. Amy was now crying and sobbing into Gerard’s chest. 

    The others saw the picture and it made them sick. Mikey threw up from disgust. Their friend was dead. Murdered. Patrick was always loved for his kindness. He was the kind of person everyone would love but not anymore. All that was left from him was his body covered in gashes, cuts and bruises. They were going to remember him this way, not because they wanted to but because it was a scene you couldn’t forget easily. His face, though lifeless, still reflected the horror and torture he had been through. Jepha’s phone received another message saying ‘you can’t run away. three cheers for sweet revenge’.

    “He’s d-d-dead!” Amy sobbed out while Gerard wiped away her tears and consoled her by caressing her soft hair. 

    “How did they take the picture? It’s so close to them and they’re not even noticing it. And what the hell killed Patrick. Why did it leave Heyley alone?” Mikey got more and more frustrated with each question left without an answer until his rage was let out in the form of kicks and punches thrown at the cave’s walls. His knuckles bled and his toes hurt. Finally Jepha and Emmy reacted and held him aback before he could cause himself more needless pain. He fell on his knees weeping.

   “Mikey! Calm down! It’s gonna be ok! We’re gonna get the fuck out of here! We won’t die!” Gerard shook his brother and looked him straight in the eye. It hurt him to see such a close to him person breaking down into a mess in a matter of a few minutes. His eyes were already bloodshot from the tears. “I promise.” he whispered reassuringly. 

    “How do you know?” Mikey didn’t wait for an answer and pushed him out of his way and ran away back in the house.

    “Fuck!” Gerard cursed under his breath and ran his hand through his jet-black hair. “Lets go back.” he stood up and stared at his reflection in the water before he turned around and went into the tunnel. His friends followed him quietly. Just before ten minutes he was the hopeless one and now he was the strong one keeping the sane or at least trying to. The silence between them as they walked was crushing them. They desperately needed someone to say something, anything. “How much food do we have?

    “Just enough for us to survive for three days.” Amy spoke slowly, “That’s how long we were planning on camping.” then she remembered how they got themselves into this mess.

    “So we can survive for about month and a half then. We have that much time to save ourselves. We can do it. It’s more than enough.”  he breathed in and saw the light at the end of the tunnel signaling them they were near to exit. Soon they were climbing out of the hole in the living-room. Mikey was sitting on the sofa staring at the wall with a blank expression and Pete was next to him with his face buried in his hands.  

    “I want to see the picture.” he mumbled. He was talking about Patrick. He knew.

    “Pete, I think it would be better if you don’t look at it.” Christina sat next to him. 

    “I have to. I must. He was my best friend Chrissy!” he screamed the last sentence at the top of his lungs. Jepha bit him lip and passed him his phone. Pete gazed at the horrible scene and his eyes watered. He rubbed his face and looked away. “Who did this?”

    “We don’t know.” Amy lowered her head. She wish she did know. 

    “It’s getting late, we should try and get some sleep.” Emmy suggested and her friends nodded in agreement. They took of to their rooms to get ready to go to bed. No-one spoke that much. They didn’t know what to say or do.

    Emmy lied in her bed in Jepha’s arms. She was awake and couldn’t sleep at all. Too many things had happened for a reason unknown. She thought about it. Tried to figure it out. It was no use. There was no logic in the events. She got annoyed and slowly removed Jepha’s arm from around her waist and got out of bed. Her bear feet touched the floor and the cold ran through her body making her shiver. She tiptoed, careful not to wake up her beloved. She closed the door and went down the stairs. She was a bit scared from the dark and kept turning her head to check if someone or something was following her.  

    She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. She leaned on the counter and took a sip. She stared out the window. It was a beautiful night. You could see all the stars sparkling in the dark night sky. The fact she couldn’t even go out for walk made her desire it more. She wanted to be free from this nightmare. It was choking her.

    She heard someone’s steps coming closer to the kitchen and froze. The hairs on her neck stood up from fear. She didn’t have the guts to turn and see who it was. What if it was Patrick’s killer? She didn’t want to die. Not in that way, not here, not now.  

    “Emmy?” a sigh of relief escaped her lips as she recognized Amy’s sweet voice. She turned to face her and smiled.

    “You scared the shit out of me!” 

    “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” she took a sit on the table. “Can’t sleep?”

    “Yeah.” she sat next to her and yawned. “I want to. But I can’t.” all her previous thoughts about Patrick’s death, the letter, the writing on the ceiling and the tunnel came back and she was ready to cry. “Patrick’s dead.” she said it as if she had just realized it and it hurt so much.

     “He’s at a better place now, I hope.” Amy hugged her as she her tears began to stain her tired face.

    “Guys?” Christina’s whispers made them look at her standing at the door of the kitchen. “Are you two ok?” she asked worried and went over to them. “I couldn’t sleep and heard you walking down the hallway.”

    “Yeah,” Emmy wiped away her tears and stopped sobbing, “we’ll be fine.” she graced her with a fake smile.

     “Today was scary.” Christina said out of the blue.

    “You almost got crushed by that pedant.” Amy remembered. “Speaking of that, you seemed disappointed then. Why?” she was getting curious now. 

    “Well,” she answered her with a spark in her eyes, “I think I wanted Mikey to save me.”

    “I knew it!” her two friends said in unison. “You like him, don’t you?” 

    “I think he’s cute.” she rolled her eyes just to escape their gaze. “But I don’t think he feels the same way about me.”

    “Are you kidding me?” Emmy laughed. “He’s had a crush on you ever since he saw you. Haven’t you noticed? He stares at you when he thinks no-one’s looking, he blushes when you touch him, he’s always asking Gerard to ask Amy if you liked him.”  

    “Yeah but I keep telling him I won’t. Mikey’s a bit shy with girls.” Amy added.

    They talked like that for about an hour before they felt they were too tired to go on and went to bed. They fell asleep a lot faster that before. Amy kissed Gerard while he was still sleeping before she went to bed and he mumbled something. She giggled quietly and doze off soon after.

     Unlike them Pete was having trouble sleeping. His best friend was dead and he was in this house that probably wanted to destroy them all. How could he sleep? How could anyone else? He felt like he was the only one that really missed Patrick and really care. They wouldn’t be like that if they cared. He was alone in his room. No-one there to give him comfort. He could go to Christina. No, she was in the same room with Mikey. He liked her but she had her attention on Mikey all the time. They were perfect for each other, why should he stand between them? He’s train of thought took him to the a place he hated. He started thinking it was all losing its point.

Chapter 1 –

ok i have NOT left my other story. i just wanted to post this one. it's a gift for Amy (poeticjustice) so enjoy! comment and buzz please!

xoxoxo 

   The van was packed with laughing teenagers and popcorn being thrown everywhere. Amy attacked everyone with popcorn and especially Mikey. Emmy was eating what was thrown at her and she fed some to her boyfriend, Jepha, who gladly accepted eating from her hand. Patrick was dozing off to sleep. He could fall asleep anywhere, anytime. Heyley was getting crushed by him for he was on her and she couldn’t really move. Gerard, Amy’s boyfriend, was driving and he had his eyes on the road. He took driving very seriously ever since that accident. He thought about it every day and he still felt guilty about it.

*flashback*

    He was drunk and he didn’t see that other car. It was dark and pouring but that was no excuse. By the time he hit the breaks it was too late. The other car took a turn to avoid the collision. It crashed into a tree. He didn’t get hurt but that woman wasn’t that lucky. When he saw her bloody body it was in an unnatural position and she wasn’t breathing. She had hit her head badly on the steering wheel. He panicked and ran to his car. He drove over the speed limit all the way to his apartment. The woman died and he knew it was all his fault. He hadn’t been drinking ever since.

*end of flashback*

 

    “Stop throwing popcorn at me!” Mikey yelled so that everyone would hear him but they ignored his pleads. He had put his hands over his face and had his back turned at them to use it as a shield. “I’m not cleaning the van!” 

    “I think I got some in my hat.” Patrick took his hat off to clean it and everyone gasped. “What?” 

    “Oh my fuckin God Patrick! You took it off!” Heyley pointed at his shiny hair and smiled. “We were beginning to think you had a bold spot or something! Between, what shampoo are you using?” she petted his head and he laughed. 

    “It’s a secret!”

   “What secret? You just never shower at all.” Pete got a punch in the arm for that., “Okay, you shower ONCE in a while.” he said ‘once’ very slowly to add to it..  
 

    “I’ll save you Mikey!” Christina jumped on him and hugging him. He was unprepared for the weight of her body and he fell over. She was lying on top of him laughing hard and he was blushing like a mad man.
 

    “Those two should be together.” Emmy whispered in Jepha’s ear and he nodded in agreement. “He obviously likes her.” 

    “Hey guys, check the map and tell me which way to go!” Gerard stopped at the fork in the road waiting for them to check. They were going camping which was Pete’s idea. “Come on! Work faster! Left or right?” 

    “We’re looking! I can’t find this on the map! Aren’t there any signs?” Emmy turned the map around to give it to him so he could look on his own.

    “Maybe we can ask for directions?” Jepha wasn’t really the type of guys that hate asking for help and it seemed their only option.

   “Who? We haven’t even seen a car for one hour.” Amy got off the car and looked at the surroundings. “The right way leads to a forest and I think I see a big house on the side of the left one.”

     “I bet there are people there. We can ask them.” Gerard’s face lit up with hope and he started the van. His girlfriend got in and they left.

    “Lets go back! Please!” Heyley didn’t have good feeling about the house at all, it was scary in her opinion.

    “We don’t have much of a choice.” Patrick didn’t feel like going either but everyone else wanted to go there.

    Soon they were in front of the house. It looked old and the white paint was coming off the walls. The windows were dirty and the grass in the yard hadn’t been mowed in ages. The fence was falling apart. It didn’t seem so vacant before. Pete knocked on the door even thought he didn’t think there was anyone inside. Nothing happened and he shrugged his shoulders at the others who were still in the van. Just as he did the door opened by itself behind him. He turned around scared and walked a few steps back tripping over on something.

    “Go inside!” Mikey yelled with his hands in front of his mouth forming a tube.

  “No way! This house is giving me the creeps. You go!” his friend thought for a while but Gerard whispered “chicken” and that made him go. “What’s the matter Mikey? You don’t look so good.” he gave him a dirty look and that clearly showed his thoughts.

    “Maybe all of us should go in.” Christina got of the van and walked over to the door. “What are you waiting for?” the others fallowed her unsure if they wanted to. The furniture was old and there was a strange smell in the air. Spider webs and dust were covering almost everything. “This place sucks.” she saw a rat chewing on a book’s cover.  

    “I think whoever lived here was a hero from the war. Look at all these photographs! He had a family. I wonder what happened to them.” Gerard blew away the dust layering one of the photos on a coffee table. He felt a chill ran down his spine as he touched it and he let go of it immediately dropping it on the floor. “Okay, maybe it’s time to go now.”

    “Yeah, something here ain’t right.” Pete got that feeling of being watched and was first to leave the place. He walked to the van and got inside but the feeling wouldn’t go away. 

    His friends followed him. “Uh oh. Something’s wrong with the van. It won’t start.” Gerard had had just enough and this was getting worse and worse by the minute.

    “Great!” sarcasm was just Jepha’s way to deal with anger.  

    “Well, we can always set the camp here!” Christina’s try to cheer them up didn’t exactly work. “Mikey help me a little one this!”

    “Oh um…” he was caught off guard and cleared his throat to win time, “She’s right?” he said it more like a question than a statement and just then it started raining.  

    “What is it today? Friday the thirteenth?” Gerard’s hair quickly get wet stuck to his head.

    “Hey we can use the house! It doesn’t look like someone else needs it.” Christina was waiting for her idea to be rejected but much to her surprise they agreed. 

    “I hate not having a choice.” Pete mumbled and took his bags inside. “Do you think there are bedrooms here? It’s pretty big.” he left his things on the floor and went upstairs to see if there was any room comfortable enough to sleep in. “There’s nothing on the second floor.” he yelled so that everyone could hear. “I’m going I’ll check the third floor.”

    “Does this place have a fireplace?” Heyley had her arms around her body to keep her warm, “I’m wet and it’s the middle of September. I don’t feel like getting sick right now.” she opened the door to another room. “Strange, this place is cleaner than the other rooms” Patrick followed her inside to see what was she talking about. “There’s no dust, no webs, “she opened the drawers, “and there’s even food here. But I don’t think it’s eatable.” 

    “What the hell is this place?” he saw a letter under the table and bent over to pick it up. “This is addressed to us! All of our names are on it. Only Amy and yours are missing.” he was getting really scared and almost wanted to run.

    “Open it!” he handed it to her and she did it and read out loud “Only the innocent with survive. Are you innocent enough?” she dropped it and left the room fast. “Someone knows we’re here! Patrick, we have to leave!” on her way out she bumped into Amy and they both fell on the floor.  

    “Who gave you license to walk?” she rubbed his head in pain from the collision with the table behind him.

    “We have to go, NOW!” Heyely got up quickly and started shaking with fear. “This place is a madhouse!” she handed her the letter. “Read it.” 

    “Where did you find this?” the color from her face drained as she read it.

   “It was on the floor in the kitchen. How did they know?” Patrick joined the conversation and helped her up. “Tell the others.” 

    “It’s impossible someone wrote this for us! We didn’t even plan to be here.”

    Later on they told everyone about the letter but they just thought it was weird and not that scary. Heyley and Patrick wee the only ones that took it seriously and they had their bags ready to go. 

    “Maybe one of us is making a joke. It’s not funny though.” Gerard looked at Amy suspiciously. “And we all know who could’ve done it.”

    “Don’t look at me like that. I have nothing to do with it this time.” Amy held up her palms in front of her defensively. 

    “You said that when suddenly the water in the shower went ice cold last week.” Pete wasn’t going to forget that easily.

    “Well, that might have been partly my fault,” she giggled quietly to herself, “But I’m innocent now.” he looked at her angrily and shook his head. 

    “Do whatever you want. I’m leaving.” Heyley rolled her eyes and left with Patrick behind her. It was no longer raining but they had a lot walking to do. “Patrick? Thanks for supporting me.”

    “Anytime.” He held her close to keep them both warm.” 

    “Do you think we should leave too?” Emmy was looking out the window at the direction in which her friends had left.

    “No, we can’t always do whatever they ask us to.” Jepha went up the stairs dragging along his suitcase. “Come with me, Pete says there’s a bedroom on the fifth floor.” 

    “The fifth? Why would anyone put a bedroom all the way there?” she followed him to their temporary bedroom. “It’s nice.” the room was all in white and most importantly it had a bed.

    “Woah check out the paintings!” Christina was on the fifth floor with everyone else except for Emmy and Jepha. She was gazing at the pieces of art on the wall. “I’m beginning to like it here.” she stood right in the middle of the room. 

    Mikey didn’t like the way the pedant on the ceiling above her was shaking slightly. She started jumping with joy when they told her she could stay in that room and it made the pedant shake more. He knew it was going to fall but he froze in his place and his feet wouldn’t listen to his mind. And it happened. But just before that Pete pushed Christina out of its way saving her.

    “Are you okay?” he asked. 

    “Yeah, thanks.” she was confused and a little bit disappointed. She hugged Pete thought at which he smiled.  “Well, I guess I won’t be staying here.” she gazed at the hole in the ceiling. It was big enough for a human to go through it.

    “Yeah.” Emmy picked up some of the pieces and watched them sparkle in the light. “This place is falling apart.”  

    “What was that?” Mikey blurted out as a sound of something falling down. “Where did Gerard go?” his brother wasn’t anywhere around him and this is when he got scared. They all came down the stairs almost running. In the middle of the living-room’s floor on the first floor there was a big hole. “What happened?” he looked in the hole and saw Gerard lying at the bottom of it unconscious and covered in blood. “Gerard!” Mikey jumped next to him and checked his pulse. “He’s alive.” Amy was now kneeling next to him on the verge of tears.

     “He doesn’t look too good.” she said stoking his cheek careful not to hurt him. He slowly opened his eyes and winced in pain. “Gerard!”  

    “Everything hurts.” he mumbled sitting up and holding onto his head. “Ah!” he screamed as he tried to move his hand. “I think I broke it.”

    “How did you fall?” Jepha said looking upon him. 

    “There was something written on the ceiling and I stood on top of the table to read it but it broke and I fell.” Everyone looked up and saw what he was talking about.

    “The innocent go?” Emmy read the first line. 

    “Revenge is a dish best served cold. Don’t leave before the dessert.” Amy continued.

    “There’s a traitor here.” they were taking turns and Gerard came next. 

    “The five turns around?” Jepha was getting scared but he didn’t want to admit it.

    “Make your choice before we do.” Christina didn’t know who ‘we’ was but held her tongue. 

    “No way out for the sinners.” Mikey was rather whispering the last sentence.      

    “That makes no sense at all.” Amy turned her attention back on her boyfriend. “Can you walk?” he nodded and stood up but his hand was in a weird position. “I’ll go take some medicine from the van.” she said. 

    “How?” Mikey was facing the wall where the front door used to be. “There’s no door.” he was in a denial.

    “What?” Jepha kicked the place where the door used to be only to see the hard way that there was nothing more than a wall there.

     “The windows won’t open or break!” Pete had tried those options. “We can’t get out.” He’s eyes were wide with fear and his body was shaking. 

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“Don’t look down, don’t look down, don’t look down!” Frank said under his breath scared to death with his eyes shut. His arms hurt from hanging on for so long. He had tried climbing up several times with no success. “Oh God!” he said while looking down after all, “I’ve got something on my shoe!”. He got bored from that pretty soon and something else which grabbed his attention, a necklace around the statue’s neck. “Hey, is anybody still there? I found something!” he yelled.
“Yeah, I’m here,” he recognized Faith’s voice, “what did you find?”.
“It’s a necklace, on the statue. I think it’s made from silver and it has a little golden rose in the middle!” he explained.
“Any ideas what it could be for?”
“I don’t know but it’s pretty. Is Brendon or Mikey coming?”
“Yeah, Mikey just came. We’ll be there to get you in a second.”
“Tell Gerard that when I get to him I’ll kick his ass!”
“I heard that!” Gerard yelled back.
After Faith and Pallavi flew to him and returned him safely on the balcony he started chasing Gerard. His victim run in circles around their friends and due to his longer legs he was faster. Eventually Frank threw the necklace at his head. Gerard fell down flat on his face and after a few seconds he said “that hurts”. He got up and took the jewel in his hand. It had a drop of blood on the stone.
“You made me bleed, asshole!” he gazed at the necklace as the drop disappeared. “Great. Now my blood went missing.”
“Let me see that!” Brendon outstretched his hand towards him and took it. “This thing is magic.”
“How do you know that?” Mikey was amazed by his skills in magic for the tenth time this evening.
“It says so here.” He pointed at a small sign on the necklace that read “magic”. “I don’t know what it does but I think it’s harmless.”
“Then can I wear it just for tonight?” Pallavi asked full of hope. “It’s beautiful.” Brendon nodded and gave it to her. She put it on happily and went inside. One her way she turned her head and said “I gotta get back to Jack, Bert and all the other pigs in clothes.”. Sooner than she wanted to, she was in her seat on the separated table. It didn’t seem like anyone there cared if she was there or not.
“Hey, aren’t you having fun?” Jack finally noticed Pallavi wasn’t the happiest person there.
“Yeah. It’s my dream come true.” there was absolutely no emotion in the sentence but he didn’t say anything.
“It’s time!” Bert announced rising from his seat when the clock hit eleven. “Everyone, follow me!” he started walking and his guests quickly went after him. “Let Halloween begin!” his voice echoed throughout the huge room as he opened a big door hidden behind a heavy curtain. “Now, remember, you MUST come back before dawn or else you’ll be stuck up there where no-one can see you and you can’t touch anything. Buh bye!” the people had already left and that included Pallavi, Faith, Gerard, Mikey, Frank, Bob, Ray and Brendon. Only Bert and some of his servants stood in the tower. “I hate cleaning up after the party.” he sighted and picked up a bottle, “They think I have slaves for this but if their brain wasn’t dead they’d figure out the fact the stupid slaves are also out on Halloween!” he put all of the garbage he had collected in a plastic bag and left it by the others. “Igor!” he saw his personal hunchback(all evil people had a hunchback servant named Igor, he wasn’t too happy about him but it was fashion, sacrifices had to be made) servant eating the leftovers which disgusted him, “Put that down! What do you think we feed the flying monkeys with? Oh don’t you dare make that face! You know it won’t work with your physical appearance. And bring out the vacuum cleaner. God, where the hell have they been walking? There is always mud and sand everywhere.” he took the vacuum cleaner out of Igor’s filthy hands and plugged it in. He started cleaning with Igor secretly laughing his ugly ass off in the background. “What are you laughing at? Haven’t you seen a man cleaning before? Start washing the windows. Someone got them dirtied with…with…what the hell is that?”
“I believe that’s-” the hunchback began explaining but he was cut off.
“Ewww! Don’t tell me! I don’t think I wanna know.” Bert had a lot to do. Ball rooms don’t clean themselves you know. “So, is there any new gossip?” he did that gay thing where you put your hand on your waist and flick your hair.
“Yes!” the ‘s’ was turned into a hissing noise, “That girl, the pretty one with Jack? She’s an angel!”
“No way! Where did you hear that?” he really got into it.
“Oh puh-lease! You could see the scars from where her wings were. Magic surgery ain’t that good to hide those. And I heard someone saying that Gerard way’s girlfriend was one too!”
“Gerard Way? GERARD WAY?!” he yelled and broke a wine glass near him.
“Master! Don’t yell, you know how strong your voice is and we’re running short on wine glasses.” Igor picked up the pieces from the floor and threw them away.
“I suppose.” he sighed. “But you don’t know how much I hate that guy!” his gaze wondered out of the window as he dived in memories. We used to be alive together. It all began when we were in kindergarten. Of course I wasn’t a boss of the Under world back then. Nothing could stop him. He was such an asshole. He poured my milk all over me! And his friend, Frank, he wasn’t any better. That idiot ran around all day with tattoos drawn with paint on his body. He even poked me in the eye one time! Do you know how much it hurt I wore glasses for 2 months. But of all the things they’ve done to me I think the worse was when they united. They told everyone I never shower and wear diapers. Just because I don’t look clean it doesn’t mean I’m dirty! I can’t believe they are black angels now.”
“Are you going to kill him, master?”
“No. I’ll kill their friends.”
“Aren’t they dead?”
‘As you said earlier his girlfriend and Pallavi are very much alive.” he laughed evilly throwing his head back, “Laugh with me. I sound bad when I’m the only one laughing.” Igor joined him gladly, he had practiced his evil laughs.
“How are you going to do that, master?”
“I’ll call the Doomed crew. No wait, you’ll call them.” Igor took out a cell phone and dialed, what he thought, was Doomed crew’s number.
“Gerard Way speaking, who is this?” Gerard’s voice came from the speaker and Bert made a face as his servant quickly hang up on him and re-dailed the number.
“Doomed crew, what can I do for you?” a woman was talking into the phone.
“Hello, I’m Igor the 34th , could you kill a person for me?”
“Okay, we’ll need a name and location if that’s possible.”
“Faith and Pallavi and they’re in the Land of the living but they’ll be coming back to the Under world around 4am or so.”
“Last names?”
“Uh, I don’t know but they’re with Gerard Way and Frank Iero, whom I believe work with you kinda.”
“Yeah I know them. Okay, I have it all in my computer. Are you sure you want to kill them, because we could trap them in the Land of the living or something.” She was being very polite.
“Yeah…that’d be nice.” Bert was signaling him to say it.
“Thank you for using Doomed crew’s services! Have a nice Halloween!”
“Yeah, bye.”

“Trick or treat!” a kid dressed like Harry Potter screamed at an old lady as she opened the door.
“Oh what a lovely boy!” she started hugging him and he wasn’t too happy about it.
“Trick. Or. Treat.” he repeated slowly with frustration.
“Why are you all alone? Where are your friends?” the lady wouldn’t stop with the annoying talking and the toddler had had enough.
“AVADA KEDAVRA!” he pointed his plastic wand at her face.
“Oh dear. I don’t think I have that kind of candy.” The boy gave up and sighed. He knew it was a lost cause and walked away with his head low dragging his bag.
“Don’t you just love Halloween?” Frank was full of joy because of his favorite celebration.
“Happy birthday man!” Bob hit him lightly on the shoulder.
“Yeah, happy birthday!” Faith hugged him.
“Group hug!” Gerard threw his arms in the air and the rest of them did the same.
“Aww guys! You make me feel all fuzzy inside!” Frank being squished between them and he loved it.
“Uncle Fankie!” someone screamed and they all turned to see Evelin.
“Hi there!” he hugged her. “So how’s your holiday here?”
“Look what I did!” she showed him a beating human heart in her that was still covered in blood in her hand. “It’s fresh.”
“I see. Why’d you do it?”
“I dunno.” she ran away singing a song she had made up.


I think I did something very bad
I made him bleed and took his heart
I don’t think they will notice
But a shrink would know this
Maybe they’ll find the bullet
And I’ll say I didn’t do it
Oh the clock goes ‘tick-tock’
Oh the clock goes ‘tick-tock’
Well the dark doesn’t scare me
And in fact I feel better
I just hate the doctors
They’re lying, they’re imposters
And the police men are the same
They don’t know who to blame

“She has a song for it?” Faith asked completely shocked.
“Yeah, it’s not really the first time.” Pete explained scratching the back of his head. “You see, she’s an angel of death and she died really young. She can’t make the difference between right and wrong and I have to look after her. Unfortunately, I can’t always stop her and she has this urge to kill.” then a car crashed in a tree behind them, “Oh did I mention she causes disasters?” the car burst into flames and there was a lot of bystanders screaming and panicking.

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Gerard, Mikey, Ray, Bob, Frank, Brendon, Pallavi and Faith spent the next week in the tower getting ready for the celebration. Brendon got his soul back and Faith gained a lot more power. Pallavi trained her a lot to help her. Mikey got help from Brendon on spells and potions.

On Halloween…

There was a huge crowd in front of the ball room. Bert had lifted the spell that prevented the Under world’s citizens to change their clothes so that they could be all dressed up. He didn’t want people with normal boring clothes to his party, he wanted it to be perfect. Everyone was whispering afraid that their boss would be angry if he heard them.
Faith and Pallavi were trying hard not to get involved in the crowd because of the danger of someone sensing them. Mikey and Brendon had taken care of their wings so you couldn’t see them anymore. Before every Halloween, Bert would let the women go into a big room fool of dresses in all types and sizes to choose from. The two escaped angels were no exception. Faith got a long black dress with a V neck and Pallavi chose a dark-blue with knee length and straps. They were both given matching shoes that finished off their whole look. They looked amazing and all of their friends complemented on their looks. Gerard gave his girlfriend a golden heart shaped locket with a picture of them together inside. She awed out loud causing everyone to turn and tell her to keep it down but as soon as they looked away she kissed Gerard passionately. Before Jack came Frank gave Pallavi a silver ring without anyone noticing. She smiled sweetly and gave him a peck on the cheek and then hugged him. He breathed in her smell and smiled contentedly.
After ten minutes the doors to the ball room opened and two men in matching suits took their places on both sides of the door. They held one hand up towards the inside of the room inviting the guests in. People came in two by two and repeated the same thing. They would stop next to the doorman, smile, bow and move on. Only the children ran past them laughing not bothering to show any manners. When it was Pallavi’s turn Jack still hadn’t came and Frank gladly took his place and went inside with her.
The minute they walked in Jack magically appeared and with a “May I?” took away Pallavi and left poor Frank standing there disappointed. The girl he liked was always slipping through his fingers so easily. Gerard saw him going red in the face from anger and gave him a pat on the back as he was passing him to comfort him.
The decoration was amazing and it fit the Halloween theme. Colored in black and orange, with a lot of real bats flying around the room creating the creepy atmosphere. Most of the guests looked good on that kind of background because of the cuts, bruises, wounds, pale skin and the fact that they were dead. Some were even missing limbs. Every couple of minutes someone screamed loudly and then a sound of glass breaking echoed throughout the room. There were long tables with white tablecloths and food and drinks served on them. Just for the celebration, Bert thought it would be more classical if there was a dinner though no-one there really needed to eat. Some of the guests liked it because they usually didn’t get to taste food. Most of the people were dancing on the black and white chequered clean floor while others preferred sitting down on the table with their friends. A few chose to hide themselves somewhere and stay there until the end of the party for different reasons like loneliness, sadness and such. Bert sat on a table apart from the others with his closest so called "friends". Every time the huge clock on ceiling rang to alarm them an hour had passed he would stand up and rise his glass high expecting the others to follow him which they did.
Faith and Gerard were dancing a lot and Mikey, Brendon and Ray found themselves partners too and Bob discovered the joy of food. Only Frank sat alone angry at the sight of Pallavi sitting next to Jack on Bert’s table. Eventually he got up and started walking through the crowd of couples bringing his glass with him. He found out the place had a balcony where almost no-one went. He leaned over the balconey and spat to watch his spit falling down. He did it more of a childish habit than anything. He sighed heavily and looked up. No stars. He heard wings flopping and spotted a crow landing next to him.
“Happy Halloween” he spoke to the bird and got a caw in response. “Yeah, I know. Do you know it’s my birthday today?” another caw. “And the girl I have a crush on is with someone else. Just the way I wanted.” he took a sip from his drink and saw another crow coming. “Why the hell am I talking to birds?” he held his glass high and tried to see if it had anything in it. Then another bird came. And another one. And another one. And another one until there were over ten birds lined up on the balconey. They were all staring at Frank “What the hell…” he couldn’t finish because the birds attacked him and he started running around the balcony screaming and swearing in desperate tries to chase away the black creatures. He threw his arms all over the place and knocked over the glass of wine he had left.
Gerard and Faith pushed the door open and went in the hall. They were both a bit drunk and both were giggling. She leaned on the wall and he kissed her deeply.
“I love Halloween!” she smiled and went for another kiss.
“Me too” he moved on to kissing her neck and she moaned closing her eyes.
Faith opened her eyes again and saw Frank through the window fighting birds. “Oh my God!”
“Why thank you!” Gerard laughed.
“No, not that! Look!” she pointed at the scene on the balconey.
“What the fuck?” her boyfriend went over to the window and opened it widely. “Frank! What is going on?” he yelled.
“How the fuck should I know?” he answered trying to punch one of the birds.
“Hold on! We’re coming!” Faith screamed at him and ran back in the ball-room with Gerard. Soon they reached him and began waving their hands to make the birds go away. “How do you get yourself in stuff like this?”
“Charm?”
Pallavi took a big sip from her drink and jerked her head back. She didn’t enjoy the company of Jack, Bert or anybody at her table. They made rude jokes and had the stupidest conversations. The amount of alcohol they drank was enough to kill an elephant but it didn’t matter to them. They were already dead. All of them had girls with them who didn’t look too happy either. Pallavi had a theory that they were Bert’s slaves. She repeated herself “It’s for a good cause” as a comfort.
“Hey Jack, who’s your date?” Bert asked.
“Pallavi.” he answered and quickly changed the subject. He had barely talked to her that evening.
“I’ll go look for my friends. I’ll be right back.” she faked a smile and got up. She almost ran all the way out of the ball-room.
“Hi!” a familiar voice said. She looked around the hall and didn’t see anything “Down here.” Bob was lying on the floor looking sick.
“What happened to you?” she helped him up cleaned his clothes a little bit.
“Too much food.” he yawned and rubbed his face, “You?”
“Jack and his friends.” She shook at the thought of those horrible men she had to go back to later on. “How come you’re sick, aren’t you dead?”
“Exactly. I can’t know when I’m a fool and it’s sort of like stuffing a big turkey. Now I’m stuffed and sleepy.” he was larger than before and he sure was one big turkey.
“How are you gonna get rid of the food if you can’t digest it?” Bob gave her a look.
“You don’t wanna know.” he showed his head through the window Faith and Gerard had opened before. “Ha! Look at those people on the balconey!” Pallavi followed his amuse stare to the three people attempting to fight some birds and making so much noise.
“That girly scream sure sounds familier…” she concentrated and when it hit her she gasped. “That’s Frank’s screaming! And the other two are Gerard and Faith!” she stepped out the window and onto the window’s sill that was almost a meter wide and pretty safe to walk on.
“What the hell are you doing?” Bob grabbed her arm to stop her.
“It’s faster this way and it’s not as dangerous as it looks.”
“Women” he said under his breath as he was going out to follow her. They reached the balcony and joined the bird-fighting team.
“How did you get here?” Faith asked.
“The window’s sill.” Pallavi said it as if was the most normal way to get to the balconey.
“Get out of the way!” Gerard yelled with his gun in his hand. “I’ll shoot them!”
“Gerard no!” Frank warned but it didn’t matter. His best friend shot at him. Fortunately he didn’t hit him. The crows flew away scared but Frank fell over the chair that was on the balconey.
“Look what you’ve done!” Pallavi yelled upset. “He can feel pain and God knows what he’s feeling now!” Gerard used his puppy dog eyes to beg for forgiveness but it had no effect over her.
“Stop chatting and help me already!” Frank’s voice came from under the balconey.
“Oh my God, Frank!” they looked down and saw him hanging on a statue’s arm helplessly “We’ll save you man! Just hold on!” Gerard said.
“What do you think I’m doing?”
“We have to find Mikey or Brendon or even Ray. One of them can remove the spell from the girls’ wings so they can fly there and get him.” Bob suggested.
“Good thinking.”

For the My Chemical Romance bassist, summer isn’t summer without the theme from The Godfather.

Where are you, and what can you see?
I’m trapped on a tour bus in Germany. I can see my brother Gerard, and we’re watching shitty sci–fi movies.

Why should we leave our air–conditioned McMansion to come see you play the Projekt Revolution Tour this summer?
People should come out if they want their faces melted off.

What’s the best beach in New Jersey?
It would have to be Wildwood. It’s one of the few beaches in Jersey where you won’t step on a hypodermic needle.

Ever gotten lucky on a beach?
I found a $20 bill once.

Would you ever rock a Speedo?
If someone put a shotgun to my head.

Ever have a regrettable summer hookup?
Regret is a sign of weakness. Oh, and girls have cooties.

What’s your favorite ice–cream–truck song?
The Godfather theme. Yes, in Jersey, many an ice–cream truck played the Godfather theme.

How do you keep your makeup from running onstage when you get sweaty?
I don’t. At the show we played tonight, eyeliner and sweat streamed into my eye and I was partially blinded.

Ever do socks with sandals?
You wouldn’t catch my cold dead body with sandals on.

Is there a body part you hide during the summer?
All of them.

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“You can’t do that!” Faith demanded but one of the men pushed her to the ground to shut her up.
“Do you know who you are talking to, you dirty slave?” his eyes were full of hatred but he didn’t care if he was hurting her at all.
“It’s not going to be that bad. You’ll get food and all and living with the boss ain’t that bad.” Kyle said as if it was a nice job.
“Than why don’t you go and be a slave for him, huh?” Faith was pushing her luck but she got away with a strange look in his eyes. She could’ve sworn he wanted forgiveness and it showed in his eyes.
For the rest of their trip no-one opened their mouths. They just walked in a straight line keeping the same distance between each other. Pallavi and Faith had guns pointed at their temples at all times and they prayed to God things would get fixed. They knew they weren’t going to die here but getting your head blown up wasn’t the best thing and torture was still an option. Faith thought about it all and came to the conclusion it was her fault. She didn’t stay close to Frank and Gerard when they went swimming. She made them come back for Pallavi just to save Brendon and because of that they were in this mess. Her head fell to the ground and her hair cascaded around her face as tears slowly trickled down her cold cheeks. Whenever she looked at one of her friends it was as though they weren't looking at her; but blaming her inside. Of course, it wasn’t that way but she couldn’t understand it then. Pallavi noticed the change in her behavior and tried to ask her what’s wrong several times but the time was never right.
After hours of walking in the snow and freezing their butts off they stopped at a huge tree that seemed to be a thousand years old. It was the size of a house and just standing in front of it made you feel tiny and vunerable. It’s leaves were covered in eyes but they were still green under it because of the sudden change in weather. Kyle kneeled before it and started digging in the snow. After a while he reviewed a heavy wooden lid and opened it with a creak. There were stairs leading under the tree. The girls were pushed to go down the stairs. They tripped a few times and the others laughed at them. Only Kyle remained silent.
There was a light below them and soon they reached it. They were standing on a platform below which you could see an underground village. It amazed Faith and Pallavi. They didn’t even know someone could live in such a place. There were people walking down the streets, they had electricity and the buildings were beautiful. Kyle yelled at some people below them to lower the platform and they did it. It worked as an elevator. When they stopped; the girls were taken to a darker part of the city where there were many cells. They got shoved into one of them and their frozen friends were taken away. Kyle was the last to go and the only one to turn and look them in the eyes. He sighed heavily.
“I’m sorry. I never wanted it to be this way.” he said and left slowly.
“How nice of him.” Pallavi was being sarcastic and it showed.
“He’s…different.” Faith sat on the cold ground and crossed her legs Indian style.
“If you ask me he’s gay.” a creepy male voice whispered behind them and laughed at his own joke.
“What the hell was that?” Faith jumped up and grabbed the cell’s bars. And searched with her eyes for the source of the words but nothing was there.
“What? No, ladies. I’m who. They call me Jack. Jack the ripper. But where are my manners? I haven’t showed myself.” sand started falling of the wall onto the floor. Then it begun to take human form and in the end it transformed completely into a person. He had a cheesy grin on his face, his eyes were small and black, his hair was greasy and long. Most of his flesh was rotten, like he was a zombie or something and his clothes were all in black and they had holes.
“Oh God! It was you who killed all of those women?” Faith couldn’t believe that that was the oh so famous killer.
“Who? I’m sorry, I died like 100 years ago and I missed some thing?” Pallavi asked alarmed.
“He was a serial killer. His victims were women, he took one organ from each of them. No-one knew who he was.”
“I’m glad I have a reputation with the ladies.” he bowed lightly.
“What do you want?” Faith almost screamed that.
“You see, Halloween is coming up and I’m one of the guests of honor. But I haven’t got a date yet… And if I appear without one Bert and my other close friends will laugh at me.”
“And your point is…?”
“One of you’ll be my date.” he said slowly.
“No way!” Faith had a look of pure disgust on her face.
“I’ll help you out of here if you agree.”
“Now that’s desperate.” Pallavi rubbed her eyes with her hands thinking. “Fine…” she sighed.
“What? Why?” her friend moved her gaze between them.
“You’re taken and I’m free. We need to get out.” she lowered her head in shame.
“And what about the guys? We can’t just leave them!”
“I can arrange that too” Jack grinned.
“Okay but can’t we just burn him and set this place on fire and then run away? I have the power.” Faith talked very fast and it was hard to figure out her words.
“And what? Kill him again? He’s our only way out. I hate the Under world! No-one here dies!” Pallavi complained.
“Damn.”
“Anyway, you’ll be out in,” Jack checked his watch, “less than 10 minutes.” he turned to sand and sank in the ground.
They waited for a while and then Kyle came and unlocked them. He took them to a place where Gerard, Frank, Mikey, Bob, Ray and Brendon were being melted to their normal selves.
“Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch!” Frank repeated in pain while the fire melted the ice on his legs. Unlike some of the others he felt it every time the flames touched his skin by accident. “Be more careful or I’ll shoot you! I can kill you for real you know!” he finally threatened the guy melting him.
Everyone else was ready. Gerard ran to Faith and kissed her lightly. The guys - except Frank – piled around her and Pallavi asking them what they did to get the free.
“I rather not talk about that” Pallavi turned her head away blushing.
“...Okay.” Bob said making it obvious he knew something bad happened.
She left them talking and went over to Frank who was almost ready.
“Hey.” he spoke awkwardly. He thought she was beautiful and her being close to him was making him anxious.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“I’ll be fine…” with every word he liked her more and more. Then he felt the urge to ask her to the Halloween party. “Um… So what are you doing on Halloween?”
“Oh, don’t make talk about that…”
“You can tell me! I can keep a secret.”
“Okay…I have to go with…Jack the ripper. That’s how I made them set us free and fix you. I feel like a slut.”
“Oh…” was all he managed to say. He was a bit heart broken but he wouldn’t let it show. He saw it as a chance to comfort her and hugged her close.
“This is the worst thing in my life, the Jack thing I mean.” she hugged him back and sighed softly.
“The worst thing yet. Trust me, it could’ve been a lot worse.” that made her laugh a little.
“Yeah, that’s a great comfort. Thanks anyway.” she smiled at him and he smiled back.

1. You post your top 10 fantasy guys/girls

2. You tag 10 people

3. You CANNOT tag someone who has already been tagged

4. You have to let the people you tagged know that they've been tagged

5. These are the rules, they must be repeated every time

6. THERE MUST BE PHOTOS AT ALL TIMES!

so here are my fantasy guys!


1. Gerard Way- who else?

2. Frank Iero- cause he's everything you could ever wish for

3. Brendon Urie- he's cute AND funny:). gotta love the faces he makes

4. Patrick Stump- he's such a sweetheart

5. Mikey Way- even with the old Mikey gone forever I still think he's awesome

6. Jared Letto- hot to the extreme

7. Billie Joe Armstrong- he looks like he can keep anybody's ass if he has to

8. Adam Brody- the perfect guy to take your dog out for a dog with

9.Orlando Bloom- do I even have to tell you why?    

10.Pete Wentz- ok, sohe might not be the person you wanna spend your life with (for some people) but that doesn't change the fact he's incredibly hot

I tag...
bdenryanspencerjonluv, poeticjustice, mcrkidnsupernatural, los3rock, hairdye, mcrluv3r, petewentz1979, defyingxgravity, mymcr66, finalxfantasy

“Mikey don’t…” Pallavi said but it was too late; he was running towards the unicorn. Before he knew what’s going on the creature pointed its horn at him and pierced his lungs. Pallavi threw a dagger at the unicorn causing it to fall to the ground injured and letting Mikey go.
Mikey was lying on the grass covering the hole in his chest with his hands. Soon enough it started closing until it healed completely. All that was left was a scar. Mikey was embarrassed a unicorn had stabbed him and to hide it he looked to the soil underneath his feet.
“Mikey! Don’t run to unicorns like that! They only like women and as far as I know you’re not one.” Pallavi said and helped him up.
“But it looked so cute and cuddly!”
“Don’t worry Mikey. We won’t tell what left the scar.” Bob tried to comfort him but only made it worse.
“I think it’s dead now but I think Pallavi just finished him off. He was a goner.” Brendon said leaning over the creature’s lifeless body. It was another, bigger wound on its neck. “Looks like something bit it.” he stated. He stared at the bitten spot in thoughts what could’ve done it.
His eyes grew wide as he realized what it was. “Run!” confused everyone followed him as he run through the forest as fast as he could.
Pallavi and Faith found it easier to fly. From above the tree tops they could see the whole garden clearly. They heard wings flapping really loud behind them. They turned their heads and saw a massive cloud of black creatures following them. They were too far for the girls to see them properly. They looked down to see where their friends were but they had lost them.
“Now what?” Faith asked hurridly.
“We have to hide.” Pallavi replied in the same tone. “If we fly lower it’ll be harder for them to follow us.” they dived into the forest below them. “We can hide in there!” she pointed at a cave in front of them.
They went inside and hid in the darkness. Landing gracefully on the ground they enveloped themselves using their wings. They held their breath in fear the creatures would hear them and shut their eyes. Faith shut her eyes in hopes that when she opened them everything would be okay. They only waited for a couple of minutes but it felt like forever.
As the flapping of the wings faded away they carefully opened their eyes and stood up. Pallavi peeked out the cave first. Cold wind met her face and made her shiver. Everything outside was frozen and it was snowing in flakes. The sunlight reflected in many pendants hanging from the trees’ branches.
“What happened?” Faith asked as she reached her hand out to catch a snow flake that quickly melted in her palm.
“I guess those creatures somehow froze everything. I haven’t seen them before. Come on. Lets find the others. Maybe Brendon would know.” she started walking through the snow with her arms around her trying to warm herself.
“Why can’t we just fly?”
“It’s too cold. Soon our wings will be numb.”
They searched through the garden but it seemed like they were the only ones there. Every time they heard even the weakest sound they thought it was their friends but after turning around they realized it was just the wind. Fighting the horrible thought only people that cared for them might be gone forever. An hour later Faith gave up and dropped on her knees.
“There’s no use. We’ll never find them. Who knows how big this place is.” she said feeling hopeless.
“No! Don’t give up now.” Pallavi stroked her hair to comfort her. “I’m sure they’re looking for us too and that’s why we can’t find them.” her friend started sobbing so she hugged her.
Faith felt so safe in her arms. Her simple hug gave her the tiny bit of hope she needed. She closed her eyes just for a second but it was enough for her to fall asleep.

She was standing still in the snow and it was so quiet she could hear her breathing. She looked around herself and saw six ice sculptures. As she approached them she recognized who they were. Her friends.
“Gerard? Brendon? Frank? Ray? Bob? Mikey!” she touched them but they didn’t flinch to show her they were okay. She was tearful.
Then suddenly she started moving really fast without wanting it. In a second she was next to Pallavi. What scared her was she saw herself in her arms. Watching her own lifeless body and her crying friend upset her so much she wanted to scream but no sound came out. A shiver run up her spine and she snapped awake.

“It was all a dream!” she said.
“What?” Pallavi asked confused. “Hey, you’re back!”
“Yeah but you won’t believe what I saw! I think I know where the guys are!” she stood up and ran in the direction she had travelled from in her dream.
“I still don’t get you... wait up!” Pallavi said breathing heavily as she ran after her.
In less than five minutes they were standing next to the sculptures catching their breath.
“Oh…My…God!” Pallavi said between breaths. “They froze? And how did you know they were here?”
“I saw it while I was asleep. I think it was vision. They were just so close!” she stared at Gerard’s scared expression. “What are we going to do with them?”
“We have to drag them to the cave. I think we’re gonna be safe there.”
“Are you crazy? We can’t carry six men so far!”
“Any better ideas?”
“Uh…no. Lets go!” they tried to drag them but they were too heavy to move an inch. “We’re not doing anything. Maybe we should stay here for a while.”
“Give yourselves in and we won’t hurt you!” a confident voice behind them yelled. The girls turned and saw a group of about 20 quite strong men pointing weapons at them and waiting for them to make a wrong step.
“Huh?” Faith was confused and watched them with fear.
“I said…” one of the men begun. He looked kinda handsome with his sharp blue eyes and longish blond hair that got in his face a lot. He looked young, about their age. His clothes were rough but looked comfortable and warm.
“We give up!” Pallavi cut him off in mid sentence falling to her knees. “Do as I do!” she whispered loudly to her friend who obeyed her still not knowing what was going on.
“Wise choice darlings.” he ordered his companions to tie Faith and Pallavi and guard them while they travelled to wherever they were going. “It’s my lucky day. Angels don’t come here often.” some of them carried the ice sculptures and even the fact they could lift them showed how strong they were.
“Why the hell did we give up?” Faith asked lowering her voice so Pallavi could only hear.
“I’ve heard of these people. They are not to be messed with.” Pallavi’s answer wasn’t enough for her but she didn’t ask again.
“I never heard your names darlings.” The one that obviously was in leading them spoke removing a lock of his hair away from his face but it fell back.
“…Pallavi” she poked her friend in the ribs to make her tell him.
“Faith.” she didn’t want to say it at first but it wasn’t like she had a choice. “Where are we going?”
“To the place where we live. It’s some sort of a village. I’m Kyle by the way. Who are the frozen men?”
“Friends.” Pallavi tried to stick to short answers not giving up too much information.
“What were you doing here anyway?”
“We…got lost.” Faith explained.
“It doesn’t matter really. We’ll get a lot of money selling you as slaves to Bert.”
“WHAT?!!” they yelled shocked in unison as they looked at each other with a look of pure horror plastered on their faces.

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“What makes you think I know?” Bob said cause Ray was to look at him.
“I don’t know. You look smart.”
“I think we are in… Bert’s garden.” Brendon replied while studing his surroundings.
“How do you know so much?” Frank spoke up. “How does he know so much?” this time he turned to Mikey who didn’t bother to answer.
“He has a garden?” Faith was surprised the boss of the Under world would even want one. “Is there something else I should know about him?”
“He hates everything and he his so called friends hate him too. They obey him only because they fear him.” Frank explained and almost right away a twig hit him on the head. “But of course he’s the best boss you could ask for, not to mention his looks.” he tried to cover it up.
“What?” now Faith was even more confused.
“He can feel it when someone insults him. Twigs don’t just fly around. Bert made it hit him.” Mikey replied very quietly.
“Good to know.”
While they were talking Mikey was fighting the urge to take off Pallavi’s mask. He couldn’t resist for long. He leaned over her face and gently took the mask off. It reviewed her beautiful features. Mikey gazed at her. Her eyes snapped open and it scared the shit out of him. He fell backwards and crowed back in fear. Pallavi sat up and stretched.
“Good morning!” she said yawning. Everyone turned around to see who was talking and their eyes grew wide. “Hey you’re that guy I swore used to make Faith balance!” she pointed at Brendon. “Sorry I had to do it. I tried to take the minimum.”
“That’s…okay?” he wondered what he was talking about. “How are you?”
“Me? I’m fine. Oh, by the way, thanks for waking me up.” she stood up and brushed herself off. In a matter of seconds two wings grew on her back as she spread them. She held her hand up like she was saying hi and water started going down her palm coming out of no where. As the water touched each part of her body she changed. Her clothes turned snow white with a belt that had daggers dangling from her waist. She also had a heavy sword in her hand that shone in the light. It was made out of silver and it had something written in red all over the blade. “That feels better. Now who are you?”
“I’m Gerard, that’s Bob, here we have Mikey, my brother, that’s Ray, I believe you know who Faith is, next to her is Brendon and finally, Frank.” they all said hi and smiled except for Frank who stared at Pallavi like a zombie. The others didn’t know how he felt about her. He got a strange feeling he remembered - like a life time ago - feeling only once before. When he met his first love.
“So why did you take me?” Pallavi questioned.
“Oh, yeah, right! You see we want you to give Brendon his soul back.” Gerard said looking at Brendon with a tiny hint of hate in his eyes.
“His soul back?” she laughed. “Not as easy as you think. That will make Faith too pure and that’s not good for her. She’ll become like me. The mermaids will want her like they want me. Pure angels turn other people into angels.” she explained. “But I don’t think she can even use Brendon’s soul. He’s not even a bad person. Actually I think Faith is pure. Well, the sea people don’t know that yet.”
“Slow down!” Faith said. “What does ‘pure’ mean and how come Brendon is not a bad person?” she used her fingers to quote her when she was saying pure.
“Pure means powerful and Brendon’s not bad. He was in that cell only because…”
“No!” Brendon screamed in fear of his secret being reviewed and cover her mouth with his hand. She bit him and he screamed again in pain.
“Hey! You can feel pain too!” Frank stated. “What the hell are you? Are you like me and Gerard or are alive like Faith? What’s going on?”
“Please don’t tell them!” Brendon begged still holding his hand where she had bitten him.
“Fine!” she gave up and rolled her eyes. “But you can’t keep at a secret forever.”
“He can’t keep what a secret?” Bob asked.
“It’s a secret you dumbass!” Faith said looking annoyed at Bob for being slow, and at Brendon for not letting her tell his secret.
“Uh guys?” Frank spoke for the first time in a while. “You might wanna see this.” They turned around and saw a unicorn. “What the hell is a unicorn doing here?”
“UNICORN!!” Mikey screamed in a fit of joy for he loved unicorns. “Can we keep it? Can we, can we?”

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All of them stared into the abyss in pure horror. Their two friends had just fallen in there; they couldn’t die again but would spend eternity at the bottom. A single tear escaped Mikey’s eye. He had lost his brother. Bob wanted to comfort him but when he opened his mouth what he saw made him say a completely different thing.
“Look!” he pointed at a white dot in the abyss that was coming closer to them. “What is that?”
“I… I think it’s…” Brendon said trying to guess what it was. It got closer and closer until he could clearly see what it was. “It’s Faith and Gerard!” everyone looked in disbelief at the light.
It really was them! But something was different. Faith had wings. Beautiful crisp white wings. She carried Gerard with her and he was holding on to her. They finally reached the others and landed carefully next to them.
“Do that again!” Frank jumped excitedly like a little girl.
“Frank, you idiot.” Gerard spoke.
“Brother!” Mikey threw himself on Gerard which took out all his air within his body. “I thought I would never see you again!”
“Drama queen.” Ray mumbled but Bob heard him and stepped on his toe. “What?” but he didn’t answer.
“What happened?” Ray asked after everyone was done knowing the fact that Gerard and Faith were okay.
“I don’t know. I was falling down and next thing I know I had wings so I saved Gerard and came back.” she replied while flicking her hair.
“You must’ve done something really good to earn them” Brendon suggested.
“I hate to brake it to you but…. WE’RE GOING TO DIE AGAIN!” Frank screamed in fear. “This island we’re on isn’t going to last that long.” He was right. The island was falling apart. “Think fast!”
“Um…Faith must have special powers now that she has wings. Every angel does. Maybe she can make a hole in the ceiling somehow?” Brendon thought.
“How do I know what my powers are?” she said stepping away from the edge and looking towards Brendon with a hint of terror in her eyes.
“I don’t know. Try something. Concentrate on the ceiling!”
She looked up and tried to focus. She felt something raising in her slowly gaining power. Hot tears fell down her face as she concentrated really hard on the ceiling. She caught one of them and they turned into fire in her hands. The small flames got bigger quickly but she didn’t feel pain touching them. She threw the fire ball at the ceiling to see if something would happen. The ball burned a hole big enough for her to fly through it. Everyone watched in awe.
“Awesome.” Frank said. “Can you carry us up there?”
“One by one. Who wants to go first?” she asked as everyone lifted their hands in the air quickly.
“Gerard first.” She said after looking at him.
“Hey! Not fair! He’s your boyfriend!” Frank folded his arms in front of his chest.
“So?” she hugged Gerard - who stuck his tongue out to Frank - and took off before he could answer.
One by one she took everyone out almost dropping Frank for he was the heaviest.
They though they were going to be on the roof but they weren’t anywhere near to a house. They were in a forest next to a lake. Nothing looked normal. Everything was black and white. The trees had white leaves but their bark was black. The grass was black too. The water in the lake was white which resembled milk.
“Where are we?” Ray asked.

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They stood at the edge of cliff with their breathing potions in their hands.
“Tell me again; why we choose the highest cliff?” Ray asked looking down with a look of hidden agenda on his face.
“Because, in the waters around this cliff there are no sea people.” Bob said. “Lets take our potions. I want this to end as fast as possible.” He breathed in the potion and jumped off the cliff first.
The others did the same. Ray was the last one to jump for he was afraid of highs. Once all of them were underwater Gerard motioned for them to follow him into the center of the sea. Not long after he realized no one was next to him. He turned around and saw all his friends surrounded by mermaids. They attacked him too and hit him at the back of his head. As darkness surrounded him.

***

“Gerard? Gerard wake up!” someone was talking to him but the voice felt distant and yet familiar. Slowly it got louder. “Gerard are you okay?” a woman was talking to him. He new it was his girlfriend, Faith.
“No. My head hurts.” he finally answered. He opened his eyes and saw all of his friends leaning over him “What happened?”
“A mermaid knocked you out.” Frank said. “Can you get up?”
“I think so.” he tried to stay on his feet with the help of Brendon and his brother Mikey. “I’m okay now. Let me be by myself.” they let go of him and he almost fell but managed to keep his balance. “Where are we?” he looked around him and figured out they were in a fancy house or a mansion. The ceilings were high and there were a lot of paintings on the walls. The floor was covered with velvity red carpet.
“We don’t know. The sea people just took us here.” Ray was sitting in one of the four comfortable armchairs. “All the doors are locked. We tried them.” he had a cup of tea in his hands.
Gerard saw a window looking out to a huge garden. He ran to it and saw they were high off the floor and there were people outside. He tried to open the window but it didn't budge; so he grabbed a yellow vase off the stand next to the window and threw it out the window; but it didn't break.
“Help us! We’re up here! Look up!” he started yelling and banging his fists against the glass which refused to brake. He fell on his knees and let a single tear fall down his cheek “We’re here.” he said silently.
Faith kneeled on the floor and held him. She saw blood on his hands. He had hit so hard he bled. In a few seconds the blood started going backwards and under his skin again. The wound healed. Like nothing ever happened. She looked at his hands in disbelief. Then she looked at the others for answers.
“We’re in the Under world. You can’t get hurt here.” Brendon explained. By saying that he made her remember the first time they met and how he showed her around.
She hugged him tighter and he calmed down in her arms. Gerard opened his eyes and something shiny on the floor caught his eye. It was a key. He freed himself from Faith’s embrace and crawled over to the key. He picked it up and examined it. The others saw it too.
“Lets see if it fits in one of the locks.” Frank suggested. Gerard gave him the key and he tried it on each of the door. “It’s too big for some of them and too small for others!” he said desperately after trying even twice to unlock the doors.
“Try with this one!” Mikey was standing next to a door they didn’t see before because it was hidden behind a heavy curtain.
Frank quickly tried and a smile lit his face when in fitted perfectly. He turned the key and opened the door. He went through it and the minute he did it his clothes changed. Instead of his uniform now he was wearing a black tux with a blood red tie. He looked down at himself in surprise. Everyone stared at him with wide eyes. Brendon stretched his arm at him and as he his clothes also changed into a tux but his was a bit different than Frank’s. All of them went through the door and their clothes changed. Faith had a beautiful black long dress on which the straps went over her neck which exposed her back, she even wore gloves. The guys were wearing tuxes.
“This is kinda cool.” Frank spoke first. “Guys! The door is closing and I left the key on the other side!” they looked behind them just when the door shut itself. “Great.”
“Now all we’ve got left to do is go ahead.” Faith said.
The room they were in was pretty big and the floor was actually a mirror. It was a round ballroom. On the other end there was a staircase that led to a huge wooden door. The only thing filling the empty space were ice sculptures placed close to the walls. You couldn’t really see the walls because they were hidden behind a curtain just like the door that the key fitted it. A beautiful woman was drawn on the ceiling.
Faith walked to the center of the room. The tapping of her shoes on the floor echoed. She reached her destination and she did a courtesy. She had no idea why she was doing it but something just forced her to do it. The others stood in a straight line behind her. They bowed and split the line in two. Now they face each other. The thing that was controlling them had a strong force over them.
Suddenly the door opened and people started going in. All of them were dressed for a masked ball. Gerard and Faith took a step forward so that they were now standing right in front of each other. He took her hand and placed his other hand on her waist. Faith rested hers on his shoulder and they started dancing to the music that filled the room although there were no musicians. The others found themselves partners which joined them.
“What’s going on? Why are we doing this?” Faith asked while dancing “I don’t even know this dance.”
“I don’t know. I think we’re under a spell. We have to ask Brendon. He might know. He spent a lot of time with the sea people. Lets try to move next to him!” and they started slowly dancing their way to him. He was dancing with a girl that looked familiar to Gerard. “Brendon, what’s going on?” he stared at the girl trying to remember her.
“This is the house of despair! We have to get out of here! This is not real and the fantasy is going to crash any time now!” he said.
“Dad! I didn’t know you are here! I thought you hated dressing up.” The girl said as she saw Gerard. “This is Brendon daddy.” she looked at her partner and smiled.
Gerard’s blood ran cold and all the color drained from his face. Memories filled him. That girl’s name was Emily, his daughter. It wasn’t possible, she had died. He remembered how he kissed her goodbye many years ago before he went to war. She was five then but know she looked eighteen. Her mask had made it harder for him to remember.
“Emily!” he screamed as she and Brendon were going away.
“You have a daughter?!” Faith asked in shock. “Are you married?”
“I was but the vows say till death do us part and death did us part. But that can’t be my little girl! She’s dead!”
“Maybe she’s also in the Under world?”
“No. She wasn’t killed or anything. I was there when it happened. I saw her spirit moving on.” he was trying to see her again.
The tune ended and they stopped dancing. There was applause. Everyone took their masks off and threw them in the air cheering.
“Oh my God!” Faith gasped as she saw her best friend standing there smiling. “Rachel!”
“I can’t believe it. Everyone we know is here!” Gerard stated.
Ray was holding a girl that probably used to be his girlfriend before he died. Mikey was holding hands with a girl Gerard recognized as his fiancee, Taylor. Bob was hugging a little girl and talking to an old lady. By photos Gerard had seen he knew the old lady was his mother and the little girl was his niece. Frank was talking to a group of people than look a little bit like him; short, with hazel eyes. They must’ve been his family. Brendon was running to all of them whispering something to them. The minute they heard his word they started running to tell the others too. Finally Frank came to Faith and Gerard and told them what he had heard.
“We have to run away from here. Come with me to the door!” and they went as fast as they could to save themselves. Everyone was at the door trying to open it.
They were banging on the wood but it wouldn’t cave in. The people were watching them motionless. The door opened after a while and they started running through halls not knowing where they were going. Their surroundings changed. Everything was old and falling apart. There was dust everywhere. The furniture was broken and the paintings were torn. Even the windows were broken and it was raining outside. It was cold and dark.
They tried every door but saw they were locked. Some of them opened but what was inside was terrible. In one of the rooms there was a pile of corpses of the people they loved, in other rooms there were monsters and a third was a bathroom covered in blood and on the wall was written “Help me” also in blood. They opened a big door and it turned out they were back in the ballroom. The people were now different. Their eyes were white and their clothes were ripped with blood stains. The whole room was falling apart. The curtains fell and behind them there was a glass wall. Through the glass they saw people in water. One of them Faith recognized as Pallavi.
“It’s her! We have to save her!” she ran to the possessed angel and broke the glass.
Brendon was close behind her and when the water started pouring out he helped her remain her balance. Pallavi fell on the floor like she wasn’t even alive. Brendon picked her up bridal style. The others ran to them and helped them. The people formed a circle around them and started getting closer to them stretching their arms at them screaming for help. The floor cracked and an abyss surrounded Faith, Gerard, Ray, Frank, Brendon, Bob, Pallavi and Mikey. Everyone screamed has the ground opened up slowly. It was narrowly and Gerard was close to the edge. The ground started shaking and he fell down.
“NOOOO!” Faith grabbed his hand but couldn’t pull him up. The weight pulled her down and she fell into the abyss with Gerard.

                    
Gerard woke up in his bed. He could hear all the morning noises but didn’t want to start a new day. He just shut his eyes and turned on the other side. He got a weird feeling like someone was watching him and opened his eyes again. Faith was sitting on the floor with her face rested on the edge of the bed.
“Hi.” she said quietly.
“Hi.” he turned around again not wanting to face her after yesterday. “Why are you here?”
“I wanted to give you something.” Gerard could hear her move but he didn’t know what she was doing. He sat up on his bed and before he could even ask “What?” she kissed him.
The moment in which her lips collided with his everything felt so perfect and right. The warmth of her skin met the cold of his. She pulled back fast and ran out of the room. Why did she leave everything unfinished? Gerard would’ve ran after her if he wasn’t so confused.


Faith closed the door behind her and ran to her room. She locked it and jumped on the bed. She screamed in her pillow in excitement of what was going to happen next.
“We told you there was nothing to be afraid of!” a voice said. Faith looked at her Two Faced Joker; there was a face drawn on it and it was alive.
“When did I say I doubted you Ryan?” she spoke to the drawn face. She then pressed her thumb on it and the face changed. This time it was woman’s face. “Lily what should I do next? Do you think I scared him?”
“No! Of course not. Just wait. If he smiles or speaks to you, he’s yours.” Faith liked what the woman said and smiled.
She got up and left the room. Only Frank was downstairs so she just said “Good morning.” and headed for the front door.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“Mikey’s.”


A few minutes later Gerard came downstairs in the kitchen. Faith wasn’t there but Frank was, he was sitting on the table reading one of the books they took from Pete.
“Where’s Faith?”
“She’s with Mikey and the guys. She said she wanted to ask them something.” He looked up from his book and grinned “She was blushing. Anything you would like to share with me?”
“She kissed me.”
“Now say ‘thank you Frank’ ‘cause I told her you loved her.”
“WHAT?” Gerard hit his forehead with hand and them rolled his eyes. “Never mind. Look, I’m going at Mikey’s I need to talk to her.” he left the kitchen in a hurry.
“Am I genius or what?” Frank said to himself proudly.
Gerard thought about what he should say to Faith while running to Mikey’s house. He reached the door but still had no idea what to say. After almost ten minutes of him standing outside Mikey opened the door.
“For how long have you been out here?”
“Not enough.” Gerard got inside. He froze in his tracks when he saw Faith on the couch. Their eyes locked and she smiled. He smiled too and walked towards her and sat down. Their finger linked as they pretended nothing happened. “So anything new about this Brendon guy?”
“Well… I think we found a way to fix him.” Mikey sounded unsure and worried. “We did our research and it turned out Pallavi is actually an angel too but the mask she’s wearing controls her. She’s not bad at all. Only she can give Brendon his soul back. I’m afraid we’ll have to go back there and take her with us.”
“If we’re going to risk our lives AGAIN I want to know who we are risking them for.” Gerard demanded. “I want to know why he was there in the first place. You asked him, didn’t you? ”
“Let’s just say we forgot.” Faith spoke. “But we can go now.” they nodded and got up.
There were no people outside. Not a single dead soul.
“Gerard why are there no people here?” Faith looked through the windows in searching for anything that moved.
“Halloween is coming. Everyone’s at the tower to help.”
“Then why are we still here?”
“The gates open only one time before the celebration. We missed when we went to save you but I don’t think Bert would notice us not being there.” Mikey answered her.
“But if Halloween continues we’ll be the only ones to go through the door. Won’t we drive the attention to us?”
“We’ll think about that later.” Gerard replied although he had absolutely no idea how they were going to do it but it was the last thing he cared about right now. “We’re here.” Ray’s door was before them and they knocked.
Ray opened and let them in. Frank and Brendon were inside sitting on a pile of books with a lot of notes scattered around them and Bob was writing something.
“Now, according to this book if we shave your head and put makeup on you you’ll get a brand new soul.” Frank read. “I say it’ll work. Let’s try it!” he jumped off the pile of books and landed on the floor lightly.
“Frank you idiot! You just though of that!” Gerard threw a boll of paper at him and hit his head.
“At least I tried.” he mumbled under his breath still smiling.
“We found a way.” Mikey couldn’t wait any longer and said it fast. “But we’ll have to go back there and take Pallavi with us.” he added.
“But first we need to know what Brendon was there for.” all of them looked at him but he kept looking at his book pretending to read. “Well?” this time he looked up.
“It was nothing bad. It wasn’t my fault.”
“What did you do?” Faith asked afraid of the answer. “We promise we won’t do anything bad to you.” Gerard glanced at her because he didn’t like Brendon at all.
“I… I can’t tell you. But I didn’t kill anyone if that’s what you are thinking.”
“Then what were you doing there?” Bob asked in a threatening tone.
“I can’t tell you! One day you’ll find out and you’ll regret even meeting me. I'm sorry, I just can't.” Everyone looked at Faith who said "It's ok. Tell us when your ready."
Gerard’s hate for him grew even more.
“Okay. So are we going to Pallavi?” Frank collected some of the books lying on the floor and put them away.
“I guess so.” Ray said unsure. “Do we even know where she is? The sea is pretty big after all.”
“She must be in the centre. We have long way to swim.” Bob stood up and stopped writing.
“When are we going?” Faith thought that the sooner they went the sooner it would all come to an end. “Let’s go now!” she begged.
“Fine.” they sighed. “Guys take your weapons.” Ray turned to Gerard and Frank. “We’ll take the potions again. But I WON’T be bate this time. Let’s make Bob.”
“WHAT?” Bob was shocked. “Okay but if I die it’ll be all your fault.”
“You’re already dead Bob.” Mikey said.
“If the sea people get me they’ll torture me. And you know when we’re under water we can feel pain.”

“We can feel pain even out of the water but you don’t see us complaining!” Gerard made him shut up.

“I’m a black angel only because I liked the gun.” Frank stupidly said. Everyone just glared at him but he didn’t notice.

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Faith woke up to find herself shackled. She was dizzy and had a hard time remembering what happened last. Soon enough she realized she was in a cell and she wasn’t alone. A boy around 20 years old was sitting in the corner hugging his knees while rocking back and forth. His clothes were covered with mud and his longish brown hair fell in his beautiful big brown eyes. His lips were slightly bigger than the usual and he was whispering something to himself. He looked at Faith and blinked a few times then rubbed his eyes.
“Angels never come here. I must be seeing things.” he looked at her again and titled his head. Confused he said “You’re real!” he reached and touched her face making her pull back scared. “Oh angel don’t be afraid!”
“Get away from me!” Faith screamed.
“I won’t hurt you.” Faith doubted that; she calmed down a little, but was still shaking. “I’m Brendon. Prepare yourself for tonight.”
“Faith. What the hell is going on tonight?”
“You mean to tell me you don’t know?” Brendon asked quiet taken aback.
But the look on Faith’s face told him otherwise
“Of course you don’t.” he laughed “No one ever does. If you’re here that’s for a reason. I came here as a kid a long time ago and I’m not getting out soon unless you take me with you. You are here because you’re different and not because you’re dangerous like I am; so you can leave as soon as they finish the ritual.” Faith looked like she understood; but deep inside, she had no idea.
There were no doors or windows in the cell and it was wet.
“How come there are no doors here?” Faith simply asked while the silence was all that surrounded them.
“It’d be easier to get out if there were doors or windows.” Brendon put his hand on the green moss covering the walls. “The sea people have a way to appear from anywhere.” They felt the floor getting softer and they started sinking in it slowly. Brendon took a golden coin out of his pocket and screamed “Take this! Don’t let go of me!” he grabbed her hand and put it in her palm. “This will be useful later.” the coin started to melt and in the end it looked like it was a part of her.
They kept sinking down and didn’t let go of each other’s hands. The feeling was choking and they both were unconscious before their bodies were even swallowed by the ground completely.
****
Gerard and Frank knew they would never find her by themselves so they got out of the water and ran to the others. Everybody was at Mikey’s place trying to learn how to make potions properly without setting the house on fire or growing unwanted limbs in unwanted places. Gerard flung the front door and ran into a room where the guys were while talking really fast and loud right when Ray was mixing something green with something that looked like a tooth. He scared him so bad he dropped everything and there was a mini explosion that burned a hole in the carpet.
“Dammit Gerard!” Bob dumped a glass of water on the floor to put out the little flames. “If you stop yelling and slow down then maybe we’ll understand what’s going on!”
“I’m here!” Frank bumped in Gerard at the door. “My legs are shorter that’s why I’m late.” he had fallen on the ground. “Oh, yeah! Faith was kidnapped by mermaids we have to save her!”
“See Gerard that’s how…” Mikey started but then he realized what Frank had said and stopped in the middle of his sentence. “The sea people took her?! Oh my God! That is so not good! Okay there are two reasons why they would want her; one because she’s alive or two because she is good enough for an angel or bad enough to be locked for eternity.”
“We’ll choose the first one” everybody said in unison.
“Okay then we’ll need weapons”
“We’ve got weapons!” Gerard and Frank said and raised their hands.
“And potions which I have.” Mikey took a few jars from the shelf behind him. “Oh, we also need bate.” silence came after that.
“Oh fine! I’ll be bate…” Ray gave in.
They thought they had everything they needed and stormed off to the sea.

When they reached the sea shore all of them took their breathing potions and dived into the water.
“Wait! What’s the plan?” Bob asked.
“They are going to form this giant sphere of swimming bodies. Faith will be in the middle of the whole thing. Ray, as bate, drives their attention to himself while we use the sleep potion and make our way to Faith, Gerard and Frank shoot everything that gets in the way and Bob is supposed to carry Faith.” Mikey explained. “Got it?”
“Yep” Ray nodded.
They swam a bit further and soon saw the aphere Mikey was talking about before. Ray took a different way and screamed so that the sea people would notice him. A group of them headed for him and he started swimming for dear life. Frank went to help him and shot some of the mermaids with bullets of revenge so their bodies were now lifeless. Mikey, Bob and Gerard were on the other side. The potion they threw at their enemies was working; they got in the centre of the circle where Faith was.

Faith opened her eyes. She was once again tied but this time to rock and she also couldn’t speak. She saw Brendon tied next to her still unconscious. He was in no good condition; he had a lot of wounds all over his body; hands face and chest, his clothes were ripped and his hair was a mess. When he regained a little conscious; he lifted his face and spoke very quietly “Don’t let them take your life force.” and with that, closed his eyes again.
A mermaid came near to Faith and unbound the ropes which tied her to the rock; but Faith wasn’t strong enough to fight it. The creature carried her to a spot where there was more of its kind. It held her as a woman stood in front of her. The woman had dark skin, black eyes and shoulder length black hair. She wasn’t very tall but she was beautiful. A mask with a tear on one side was hiding her face. She placed her hand on her face and whispered some words as light shone from Faith’s whole body. She felt the feeling of pure joy and harmony. She heard someone scream out of pain and saw Brendon in the hands of two of the mermaids. One of them made a deep cut on his cheek and the other forming an X. Blood covered his face. He looked like he was tortured for a long time. They placed him next to her. The woman, still with her hand on Faith’s face, touched his chest and as if she was ripping a part of him she took a heart shaped object out of him. That caused him a lot of pain and he was shaking. The woman put a chain on the little heart and placed around Faith’s neck. Brendon looked up and there was nothing in his eyes. Only hurt and misery.
Then out of nowhere came a sound of shooting. There was something in the water around them that made them sleepy and Faith soon dozes off to sleep but the last thing she saw were Gerard, Mikey and Bob standing next to her.
Gerard shot one of the sea people and aimed for another. Bob took Faith and Mikey shouted “Go! Go!” They swam as fast as they could and Frank and Ray joined them but they had a boy in their arms. There were a group of mermaids following them so no one had time to ask; and one of the sea creatures grabbed Frank’s ankle. Mikey, Gerard and Ray pulled him and managed to free him from the creature’s grip.
They felt the breathing potion lose its effect and they swam even faster. Soon they were out of the water. Most of them fell on their knees and tried to catch their breath. Mikey and Gerard were trying to wake up Faith and the boy.
“Who the hell is that?” Bob asked pointing at the boy lying on the sand.
“We have no idea but he’s human we had to save him.” Frank explained. “The mermaids wanted to kill him!” Frank choked on some water but threw it up.
“We’ll see what we’ll do with him later but now let’s try to focus on Faith!” Gerard half screamed. He leaned over her and pleaded “Faith! Wake up! Please wake up!”
He was on the nerve of tears and the guys didn’t know what to do.
“Gerard she’ll be okay.” Ray comforted him.
“You don’t understand!” Gerard was getting angry as tears were stinging his eyes. “Every time I start loving someone something bad happens to them! Just because of what I am!” he let the tears cascade down his cheeks and held Faith’s hand tighter. He turned fast to face her when he felt her fingers tightening the grip. She choked and spat out water.
“Gerard? What the hell was that?” she asked but he just hugged her. “You’re…crushing…me!”
He let go of her and she just smiled at her. Everyone else stood still and absorbed what Gerard said and the events from the day. They never noticed Gerard loving her but then again when your heart is not beating it’s harder to express your emotions.
“Hello?” someone said and they turned to find the boy now awake but very weak. “A little help here?” the guys stood him up but he could barely walk.
Faith looked at him and ran to him to hug him. That broke Gerard’s heart; he had almost died back there to save her and she was running to some boy he didn’t know?
“Brendon! You’re alive!” she said happily but he didn’t react at all. She looked at him confused and waved her hand in front of his face but all he only turned to the guys and said “Thanks.” He then noticed the heart on Faith’s neck “It’s too late. You’re gone and so am I.”
“Huh?” she was confused but shrugged it off and thought it’d be best if she just introduced him to the others. “Anyway…this is Gerard, the short one’s Frank, Bob, Ray’s the guy with the fro and that dude with the glasses is Mikey.” she pointed at each of them and them said “This is Brendon. He kind of helped me down there.”
Everyone looked disturbed at the way she was so close to him. They glanced at each other except for Gerard who had his head down and was rubbing his neck. They knew what he felt that moment and wondered if Faith heard him earlier. They all got up and headed back to their houses. Brendon was going to stay with Ray. He didn’t speak at all; only when someone asked him a direct question. Faith told the guys what had happened and when she finished her story she showed them the coin in her hand. Gerard’s eyes got wide as he saw it and he looked over to Brendon.
“Why the hell did you give her a Two Faced Joker?!” he yelled. “Do you have ANY idea what you’ve done?” he was furious.
“Yes.” he simply said. “Pallavi turned her into an angel. With the Two Faced Joker she can speak.”
“But it can drive her crazy!” Mikey cut in. “She might kill us all! And who is Pallavi?”
“Pallavi’s the woman with the mask. She’s a Turn Fairy.”
“Can someone tell me what’s going on?” Faith interrupted them.
“He gave you a Two Faced Joker.” Gerard started giving Brendon a death glare. “It’s like you now have two other people in you. Each side of the coin has a face on it. They’ll talk to you and if that idiot gave you a defective one they might make you kill. Usually those things are a curse and you can’t remove them. Ever. He thought it would help you cause you are and angel now and otherwise you should have lost your ability to speak by now.”
“Wait. I’m an angel?”
“Yes. And from what you told us, I believe Pallavi used his soul to give yours balance. He probably is a bad person and angels have nothing bad in them and are powerful but with a bad soul in them they are weaker and not too good. That heart around your neck has a part of him in it. And I think now he has no soul and that’s why he cannot feel.”
Faith just stood there in utter shock. Now she understood it all. It was so strange to her. Everything had happened in about 5 hours. Brendon looked completely calm like it was normal. No one said anything on the way to their houses. When Faith, Gerard and Frank got inside their house they all just stood in the hall way staring at each other until Gerard turned his back and walked away from them letting the tears fall down his white face.
Frank faced Faith and said “He loves you.” And with that, left her standing in the hall alone.
She was more confused now more than ever. She loved Gerard but didn’t expect him to love her. Faith went to her room and collapsed on the bed has darkness consumed her.