this is a My Chemical Romance(MCR) vampire/ghost Fiction. for those who don't know them I beg of you please read it! I will explain the characters in the story so far in this AN. I have eleven pre-written Chapters so so far these are the main characters that are important. Please do read! Ferard. Frank/Gerard
Gerard Way - Main Character. (Lead singer of MCR)
Frank Iero (eye-year-o) - other main character. (Backup guitarist and scream vocalist of MCR)
Mikey Way - Gerard brother. (Bassist of MCR)
Ray Toro - Gerard best friend. (Lead guitarist and backup vocalist of MCR)
Bert McCracken - Gerard's friend. (Lead singer of The Used)
Pete Wentz - you'll see. (Lead guitarist of Fall Out Boy)
Davy Havok - you'll see. (Lead singer of AFI)
Missing characters so far - Bob Bryar - you'll see. (drummer of MCR)
Okay, Thanks for your time. Hope you guys do read :3
Nothing in this world is real. How will I even know if even myself is real? If I'm really here thinking this as I sit on what seems to be a dirty bathroom floor in what I presume to be my school?
My bruises start to show and replay the memories I gained from this morning beatings. Those damn bastards, they really did it to me this time. I sighed, what I believed to be a sigh and looked across the way to the sinks.
Nothing could be real, if it was something would stop this from happening. Nothing could possibly happen to a me this horrible. I must not be real. A fucking ghost some might say.
And as I sit here and drift away I see the light come into my view. My eyes droop with a heavy burden and I think about all the times I had, had it worst. No. This was defiantly the worst. They didn't even give me a chance before they called me fag and threw me onto the ground. I was silent as they stripped me of my hearing and voice. A tight hand I remembered was around my neck as they entered me.
You would think that they would be the fags for raping me, a guy, and all. Oh, yah. They called me a girl too. I guess I deserve that. I was only trying to be different from the others and showing my true colors by wearing a girls black shirt that said "You wish" on it. I mean seriously. It had nothing to promote myself as being a girl, even if it was bought from the women's side of Hot Topic.
Might as well end it now.
I can feel the blood from around my throat where they slit it surround my hips and feet as I was scrunched up naked on the floor.
I was never good at good-byes. I never really did much good in saying hi either. Crap.
What if I wasn't accepted into a beyond because my sins?
I was gay. Big no-no.
I had to live. Had to save myself from an everlasting ending walking this fucked up earth.
The light became stronger and I started to whimper.
No.
No, I wasn't ready.
I didn't redeem myself yet. I need...I need to save my soul.
I saw a figure come through the brightness.
Mother?
"Frankie, dear." Mom! "I know your not ready. This ending is not one for you." She's right.
I was light. Light as a feather. Maybe I can stand to hug her. I brought my arms to my side and lifted myself with ease. Wow. That was easy. But as I got closer to her I noticed something was missing. I looked back to make sure I didn't forget my iPod or something.
But instead of finding random clothes and item from my pockets strewn where I just got up from I found I didn't get up at all.
I froze as I realized my body slumped backwards against itself and looked so deafly pale I could have been dead. Wait.
I was dead.
I'm dead.
"Mom." I crocked out.
"Baby, its okay. A vampire has agreed to save your body if you save his human brother." Vampire? Now I was sleeping. Only when I slept did I hear I dream of vampires and such. "You know him in fact. Mikey way? And his brother Gerard." Mikey!? My best friend since grade three Mikey! No way was this real. If I thought it was fake before, boy was I wrong.
"How-" I tried through a horse voice.
"Don't worry how. I just want you to save his brother. Its your job in this universe. Your job to save this man who will save the world."
"But mom, I want to be with you now!" I retorted.
"Frankie! I need you to do this, Mikey needs you to do this! Gerard needs you, the world needs you!" I gapped at her before nodding slowly.
"What's going to happen to my body?" She looked over at my dead, deformed body. I could faintly remember the pain that I was feeling not only moment ago.
"I will take it to Mikey, he will bite it and make it a vampire body. Then when you're done it will be given back to you." I was nodding the whole time until she said the last part.
"When I'm done? Can't I have it now?"
"No. Frank, you would be a vampire and if you were to be close to Gerard while a new vampire you would eat him. He's no normal human though. He is a destined vampire and one to save the world." She was now holding my shoulders to keep me up.
"Can he can see me though? How will I help him?"
"Since birth you have had a natural attraction that brought him to you. He has been watching you for years without you knowing. Because of this other worldly attraction he can see you. It was set up by the
elders, and there for there is no exception to this rule." I understood nothing that was coming out of her mouth. Other worldly attraction? Rule? Elders? He been watching me, really? I feel so flattered!
"Now I will send you to him." She grabbed my hand and we were all of a sudden in a dark room. "Good luck, my love." And she left.
"Mom!" I screamed and reached out a hand to where her hand used to be. I cringed as I felt the pull of air that was created when the door flung open. A guy came in.
His long black hair hung loosely around his face and his frozen honey eyes made me melt in place. He was taller than me and had on black and red clothes. His black skinny jeans and black wife beater was accented with a blood red tie all brought together with a black hoodie with a skeleton on it.
Stumbling towards the bed, I noticed that was black too, he tripped on his own feet and fell upon the cushions of his blood red couch just to the left of his bed.
He giggled. "Oopsies! I missed!" he giggled again. I smiled at his antics then frowned when he pulled out a small bottle of vodka that was almost gone. He gulped the rest down until he held it above his head trying to force the last drop onto his tongue. I sat beside him, wondering if he noticed me yet.
He looked up at me, strait into my eyes.
"Why is wittle Fwankie in my woom? Soodent he be wiff Mikey?" He said straight to my face. The I heard muffled steps up the stares. Mikey.
"Gerard, why are you drinking, you know its bad and its going to kill you one of these days Gerard! Your going to fucking die! Were scared for you Gerard, you're going to end up like Frankie!" Mikey screamed at Gerard from his doorway.
"Fwankie? Wats wong wiff Fwankie?" Gerard questioned through a laugh.
"Frankie died this morning Gerard! He fucking died cus you homophobic friend slit his fucking throat!" Mikey was getting really emotional, but I could totally see through it. His heart wasn't in it. He knew I wasn't really dead, but he needed to get the idea into Gerard's head. It was totally working.
"Wa-wat? Burt Fwankies wait hewe!" he exclaimed his laugh becoming more nervous and confused.
"No Gerard he's not! He fucking dead cus of your fucked up friends!" Mikey screamed back.
"What the fuck Mickey, I swear to god if you fucking with me I will remember and I will kill you!" Gerard tried his hardest to yell at Mikey through a slur.
"Gerard, if you weren't always on your fucking drugs and alcohol you would fucking understand it when I fucking told you when my fucking friend was fucking dead!" Now Mikey was getting truly angry through his facade of grief.
Gerard stated strait ahead until Mikey huffed off.
We sat there for an hour, him hanging his head and steadying his breathing to try and push away his drunken self to understand.
"So is that what you're doing here? To say good bye? How did you find out I loved you?" This took me by surprise. He loved me? Is that the connection my mother spoke of? Love? No. Of course not. He's just drunk out of his mind and high off of his ass.
"Gee, I'm here to save you. You're drunk and you don't know what you're talking about. Go to sleep." I tried to pick his arms up but at the last minute remembered I was a ghost. However I still tried and succeeded to my amazement.
"How-How did you pick me up?" Gerard questioned me.
"I-I don't know." I answered truthfully.
"Can...can Mikey see you?" Yes.
"No, only you."
"Okay." He tucked himself into his covers and shut his eyes, getting ready for his massive hang over. "Good, I get you all to my own." He whispered.
This one I could get used too.
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His sleeping form lay strewn across his large queen size bed. It was a wonder he didn't fall off.
I didn't feel sleepy which was different but welcome considering I didn't sleep much when I was alive. I sat on the couch next to Gerard's bed and watched him.
I wonder why I never noticed him before. I was always at Mikey's house and yet I never truly saw Gerard. He was really messed up. I remember Mikey would come to my house on occasions and cry in my arms about his brother for hours before he fell asleep in my bed.
But then again I never noticed Mikey as a vampire. This could not get through my head. He never acted like a vampire, he never ate blood and his meals of pizza and coke would stay down and keep him satisfied for what I knew.
Gerard whimpered and flipped over onto his side curling into himself.
Then there is the question of my mother. How could she know what's going on? How did she know Gerard and Mikey? I didn't actually bring Mikey over until she died in grade four and I really needed someone to lean on.
Vampires, ghost and whatever else there was. Elders...what were those? It was a lot to take in all at once and I was getting thoroughly confused as what I needed to do.
But then I look back at Gerard and I know I need to be there for him. What does he go through everyday? What have I missed in the years I ignored the drunken rambling from upstairs? I needed to know. I'll check him for cuts and bruises maybe I can see what I'm dealing with right now.
I stood up, still not used to feeling light as a feather. Sauntering over to his limp body I took his arms and held them up to my face. I looked so pale I was glowing and compared to his skin, I matched his scars. Yes, scars galore, but non of them looked like he did it himself.
They were all jagged and looked like he had stuck his hands in a rose bush and started to tare all the thorny vines out.
Gerard, Gerard, Gerard. What am I going to do with you?
I sighed looked at his legs and torso that was so lovingly open to my look as he only had a pair of boxers on know. Apparently one could undress in his sleep. Shit, he's trying to take the boxers off.
I wanted to check his body, but not that much! I grabbed the hem and held in place while he messly struggled to take his boxers off. He moaned in frustration and started to talk...well kinda it was really hard to understand him.
"Fanky, don' yu wan me to tak yu?" I stared shocked at him. How could he...oh my god. He's having a wet dream! ...About me! I looked down to confirm my suspicions and unfortunately my ghostly elbow was right above his now hard member. "Fankeeeee." He moaned and my arms lowered my elbo brushing against his hard on. He moaned deeply.
I had to get out of here. I'll come back when he's done, or maybe a little later. Maybe in the morning I'll wake him for school and get him and by that time he won't know what happened, nor the fact that I knew.
I walked backwards towards the area on the wall where I knew the door was. I knew I was getting close so turned around to open it only to trip on my own feet and fall right through it.
Oh yah, I'm dead. I cam walk through walls...damn. I groaned and looked up to see long legs.
"About time." I heard Mikey's voice sounded above me.
"Oh, so you can see me?" I questioned truly confused and wondering.
"Yah, all mystical creatures can see each other." He stated simply. "Well, I might as well say this right now. I'm so sorry for not telling you about my... being." He said in a truly sorry voice.
"Ya, tones of help you are." I said getting off the floor and walking with him into his bedroom where we both sat on his unicorn bedspread.
"Well, if I told you what would you have done?" Good point.
"Point taken."
"But this is serious Frank," He only called me 'Frank' when it really was serious, "Gerard's life is on the fast track to death. And when a vampires dies before becoming a vampire we can't bring him back." I must of looked really confused because he sighed and continued. "The Way family has been a vampire family since the beginning of time. Last century when out town in Italy found out about our...ancestral be comings...they kicked us out. They didn't know how to kill us so they sent us away with the other settlers to America where we settled.
"When we are born, we are born human. When we prove to our parents that we are truly strong enough to become a vampire they will include us in the secret and bite us giving us the virus. I proved myself when I was fourteen. But Gerard, not knowing the requirements and secret, went into drugs, alcohol, and sex. He ruined his chance with mum and da. Soon enough they became so embarrassed they left us here alone." I nodded truly understand for now.
"Gerard is still spiralling down ward, and that's where you come in. In every vampire life there is a counter life. One that, if needed, can show that vampire the way and save him from the evils of Satan. Gerard need that now. If he doesn't turn before he turns twenty he will be by the devil himself. And forever will Gerard do the biddings of Satan." I nodded again.
"What do I need to do?"
"Show him what he's missing out by being sober and get him to quit everything he's on. You are his intentional everything. You're his everything Frankie, don't mess this up." But...do I have to spend all my life with him now? I mean if I'm his everything does that mean I always have to be there? What if I found a girl and wanted to settle down. I mean, how will I ever carry on the Iero line unless I find a wife!
Certainly Gerard could not produce children, nor could I. Cus only women could do that vampire or not.
"You will not be givin your body back until Gerard is safe and well. Unless you fail, I will have to. Because you can't do much about that when you're a spirit. I need you to do this Frank. Do you understand me?" I stared at him and nodded relentlessly. "Now, remember I still have to pretend to be human but you have to make sure he understands you're dead...oh and I have to be kept a secret."
"I get it already!" I screamed at him, realizing I could of woken Gerard up so I started to laugh. Mikey smiled at my stupid antics. "See yah Michael!"
"Two can play at that game Franklin." That little fucker!
I heard a load deep moan of my name. Then heavy stepping and grumbling. Gerard cleaning himself up now wasn't he. I turned to Mikey who just shrugged then laughed at the horrified look on my face.
The rest of the night I spent watching Gerard in all his glory. Immediately I was drawn to his peaceful look while asleep. His face so childish, like a cherubim. So sweet and innocent looking. I wanted it to last forever, however the clock said seven thirty and school started at eight.
I poked his face. "Gerard." Nothing. "Gerard..." I whispered in his hair my breath ghosting across his face.
"You little fucker! Get your lazy ass up and wake the fuck up!" I screamed in his ear, slapping his back for the extra affect. He jumped out of bed, literally.
"Fuck!" He groaned.
