This is the first chapter, i think its crap but it gets better! ^_^

Chapter One
Welcome To The Black Parade My Dear Child
By
Katelyn Roberts

My name is Elena, I'm seven years old and have a terminal Illness.
This is how I died.

-Fading in and out of consciousness-
My vision is cloudy, all I see is a doctor in a mask pushing down on my chest. I can't feel anything except for the doctors cold hands pushing down on my small frail rib cage and the hands of my parents holding my tiny delicate, skeletal ones. The next sound I heard was the last fatal blow to my tortured ear drums. The sounds are terrifying and bring great pain, the crunch of my ribs as they collapse in on themselves and the long beep of the life support machine showing a flat line.
I can see nothing anymore. I can't hear my parents screaming my name anymore. I can feel no pain and weep no more tears.
What has happened to me?

I open my eyes, little flakes of ash gently caressing my face. The ground my body rests on is cold and hard, but feels rather welcoming and peaceful. I don't want to move from my position for I fear that my body will ache with pain. Although what is life without a little risk? Wait. Am I even alive?
This place I have awoken to has rubble and ash everywhere, it looks a little less than alive. My hospital gown shows my pale and fragile body, my short black hair has little pieces of ash in it which makes the ash look like snow. I feel like I have no illness, as if I were healthy once again and could be like all the other children and play in the courtyards, go to school and make friends. I decide it's time to stop lying around and get up and explore this dark and mysterious place, even if it causes me pain. I sit up slowly my head spins from the fast movements but my body is not aching in pain, what is happening to me?
I try to stand up but I move to quickly and my vision is engulfed by blurry images, as I try to refocus my vision I hear music coming towards me, gradually getting louder. Soon enough my vision becomes clear and I see a great float with some sort of band on it. The band on the float all have matching uniforms, black parade suits basically and it scares me how much they resemble skeletons. The float is made up of three colours, red, black, white and is also being followed by hundreds of people who have skeletal faces. Their clothes are ripped and torn and they all march with the float, there are three people in the crowd though that caught my attention. One being a tall thin lady with what looks like an old classical dress with a black cage on the outside and a gasmask on her face and the other two are twins which are wearing identical clothing, makeup and holding signs which say something like "STARVED TO DEATH IN A LAND OF PLENTY". I feel like I've seen and been here before, all these things are something I've experienced. I know it. The float finally comes to a halt in front of me and the music ends, the last lyric to the song I heard the singer say is, "We'll carry oooonnnnnnnnn!"
I look up at the float and get scared as I see a person with silver white hair getting off the float. He looked like a singer because he was in front of everyone else, sang with the band and had a microphone. He offers me a hand and gives me a warm and gentle smile, reassuring me that it's okay, I am safe and I can trust him. Somehow, I believed him, It seemed as though I'd known him all my life, yet I hadn't but I knew I could trust him.

When I finally get the guts to talk, I ask him the one obvious question that was on my mind.

"Ummm…Sir, do you know where I am?"

He giggled and smiled like a child who had found a cookie. I had to admit it was a girlish giggle and he really did look like an innocent child who wasn't mean to be in an adult body. It definitely suited him. "Dearest Elena, call me Gerard, I've never liked people calling me sir, it sounds so formal."
He gave me the childish smile which I returned, "How did you know my name?"
"I know everyone's name that comes here, it's my job to know"
He beamed, as if very proud he was selected for the job and no one else. This sparked some curiosity in me, "What exactly is your job, Gerard?"
He smiled again, wow this guy sure does smile a lot for someone who's dressed in black and is in such a gloomy place like this. "My job is to help people settle in to the afterlife and get ready to meet Death" He chirped this answer to me, then his smile faded as he noticed my expression of curiosity dropped to sheer terror. Silent tears cascaded down my porcelain like features as I stuttered my reply,

"I..I..I'm d..d…dead?' He knelt down in front of me and took me into his arms, in a warm comforting embrace. He should be a dad, he's too nice to be dead and stuck in this place, he pulled away from me and looked at me sympathetically, placing his hands on my face and wiping the tears on my cheeks away with his thumbs. "My dear Elena, this happens to everyone, sometimes it comes earlier than it should, but believe me when I say this. Death isn't all that bad, it much easier than life and more fun!" He smiles weakly through his sympathy at me, which makes me smile through the pain of knowing I left my family behind. "See, now let's get you cleaned up a bit and get you ready to meet Death, I have a strong feeling that death has a very special job for you!"
Gerard smiled and tickled me, which made me started walking back to the float when I realised, he still hadn't answered my question about where I was. "Hey Gerard?"
He looked down at me still smiling. Jesus Gerard! Stop smiling already!
"Yes Elena?"
"You never answered my first question, where are we?"
He smiled and made me stop in my tracks. He moved in front of me and separated me and the float, the people behind the float had appeared again and so did the band.

"Well dear, we are those who death sends to welcome you and others to the afterlife, we are the ones who shall march on in memory of others who never made it here. We are a parade that celebrates the lives of others and welcomes you to march in this parade with us one last time before death greets you and gives you a purpose. Are you willing to join us dear Elena?"
I smiled and gave a simple nod, "I want to join the parade one last time!"

He turned and gave a nod to the parade and the band, then looked back at me with a devilish look and shouted,

"Welcome to the Black Parade my dear child!"

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