PART ONE

At the Beginning – 2004

The rain fell all around her, soaking her to the bone. She was determined to meet the one person that could save her life. She was stupid for going on this mini trip, tracking down a guy that knew nothing of her. She shrugged as she coasted her car up along the hillside, to a destination far from home. She would meet this Gerard Way, if it was the last thing she did. So when she parked her car a block away and made her way down the street to where they were filming her new favorite show did the panic start to creep in. He was her only hope, her only prayer to get away! The last of the scene was shot, the actors ran for cover. She tried to get a glimpse of him only to be pushed away. She staggered as she stepped back, slowly falling to the ground. A loud shriek pierced her lips as her head slammed to the ground. Darkness came over her as she fought to keep control. She lost all consciousness then, seeing no more.

She awoke with a headache some time later; a towel was laid on her head as she tried to sit up. A hand slowly pushed her back, telling her that she needed to rest, that the paramedics would soon be there. But she was not out in the rain, that much she knew, the rain was not hitting her face as it had before. She tried to speak, but the pain pierced her skull; a moan escaped as she closed her eyes.

"You are safe sweetheart, out of the rain. The ambulance is here now, so don't be afraid."

The voice wrapped itself around her, comforting her to a state. She wanted to know her savoir was, but it was too late. She was placed on a gurney, her neck embraced. They pushed her back out into the rain, to her awaiting commode. She fell out of consciousness and drifted back to sleep; she felt a needle pierce her skin and then nothing more.

Again she woke at some point to a room lit in white. She smelled the disinfectant and knew where she was. She tried to move her head and realized that she could move no more as panic began to set in. A small scream escaped her; nurses flew in the room. She was scared, that much was true, but where was she and what happened to her?

"You are well, my dear," the older nurse declared. "You hit your head good and now your neck is sore. You will be strapped to keep from further damage."

She tried to shake her head, tried to say a word; her voice was down, not a good sign indeed.

"Let her be and be gone," that voice spoke out; she tried to move her head to see who it was. Her neck refused to move, refused to give up and she sighed with resign. "You'll be alright, that I know. No damage was done; I kept you from getting hurt."

She looked into the eyes of such a beautiful creature, of the man she sought out all along. "How?" she finally spoke out.

"I heard you scream and saw you fall, those fools of security just let you go. How could they be so careless? To let such beauty like you fall like that?"

She tried to speak, tried to say anything; her voice was silent, but not for long. "I need your help." She finally spoke out, "Help me." And fell back into the darkness.

When she woke again he was gone, a single note at her hand. She fought back the tears in fear of failing, this couldn't happen, not again! She slowly opened the note and read its words, tears blinding her as she crumpled the paper. What a fool she had been to think he could help! She would go home and be done from this!

It was two weeks before she was let go; fighting back the pain that ripped her in half. The doctor had told her of her fate, of the destruction that was too late. She vowed to never forget, the anguish and the pain that would kill her too slow.

Present Day

She opened her eyes and took a deep breath; she had been so alive then. She felt no anger towards Gerard anymore, she knew that she was lost and that told her all. She should have listened to best friend and cohort, advising her to forget the whole plan. But that did not matter anymore; she got her wish, but for naught. Soon she would be gone; a distant memory to all that came into her life.

That moment came and went as the pain shot through her once more; she clutched her stomach in agony, doubling over to relieve the pain. For weeks it had been like this, and she bit back every last cry of anguish. She couldn't be heard, that much she knew, they would just kill her and be done with it. She knew she was going to die here; there was nothing she or anyone else could do. She was dying; that much was true, it was only a matter of time until her end came at last.