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Chapter Two
Those Famous Last Words Every Child Wanted To Hear

"Welcome to the Black Parade my dear child!" Gerard then placed a heavy medal around my neck which had 'The Black Parades Dearest Child, Elena Way' engraved on it. When I faced the crowd they went wild with clapping, cheering, wolf whistling and screaming yay! We have a new dark child for the parade! And I swear if I weren't dead, I'm pretty sure my cheeks would be bright pink from all this celebration. Gerard offered me a hand to help me get on the float which I gladly accepted, once on the float Gerard removed something from his pocket which when I looked carefully looked like black chalk. It smudged on Gerard's pale skin and turned it into a dark grey then Gerard lifted his eyes from his hand to me,
"Dearest Elena, when we go to see death the whole band and parade have skeletal makeup on, would you like to wear it too? All it is is charcoal"
I looked at his hand and smiled, I've always loved drawing skeletons and putting make up on to be one,

"Sure! I want to be a skeleton!" With my answer he giggled and smudged some of the charcoal onto my face, around my eyes, under my cheek bones and on my eyelids,
"There we are! Now you're my little skeleton!" I giggled as he picked me up and the float started moving again. When the float began to move I felt like singing, I didn't know what to sing but just felt like it. Then random words started coming to mind with a tune, I decided to start singing these words with the tune quietly whilst Gerard held me,

Mama, we all go to hell,
Mama, we all go to hell!
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well,
Mama we all go to hell!

What surprised me next was that Gerard started sing to sing with me, the same lyrics as me!
His voice was amazing, much better than mine. And then I realised, the band and parade were all singing along with us!

Oh, well, now
Mama we're all gonna die,
Mama we're all gonna die!
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry,
Mama we're all gonna die!

And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
We let the fires just bathe us, yeah,
You made us oh so famous,
We'll never let you go
And when you go, don't return to me my love.

Mama we're all full of lies,
Mama we're meant for the flies!
And right now they're building a coffin your size,
Mama we're all full of lies!

Well mother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
You should have raised a baby girl,
I should have been a better son!
If you can coddle the infection, they can amputate at once,
You should've been, I could have been a better son!

When we go don't blame us, yeah,
We let the fires just bathe us, yeah,
You made us, oh so famous,
We'll never let you go!
She said " You ain't no son of mine,
For what you done they're gonna find,
A place for you, and just you mind your manners when you go
And when you go, don't return to me my love."
That's Right!

Mama, we all go to hell,
Mama, we all go to hell!
It's really quite pleasant except for the smell,
Mama, we all go to hell!
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The air raid sirens sounded and scared the living daylights out of me, but it didn't make me falter in my singing,

Mama, Mama, Mama, oh
MAMA, MAMA, MAMA, MAMAHHHHHHH!
And if you will call me you're sweetheart
I'd maybe then sing you a song…
BUT THE SHIT THAT I'VE DONE WITH THIS FUCK OF A GUN
YOU WOULD CRY OUT YOUR EYES ALL ALONG!

We're damned after all!
Through fortune and flame we fall,
And if you can stay then I'll show you the way!
To return from the ashes you crawl,
We all carry on, when our brothers in arms are gone!
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die!
Return from the ashes you CRAWL!

The instruments finished their solos, the parade and band cheered and clapped for Gerard and I, "You are a very good singer Elena, you remind me of my grandmother"
He looked down at me in his arms and gave me a sad smile but somehow it was still filled with warmth, the float was still moving through the city. We had just passed an old church which was reduced to rubble when a question popped into my head. "Gerard, did you have a family before you came here?" His sad smile faded into a happy one, "Why yes I did, my brother is actually here with us right now!" I looked around and couldn't find anyone that really resembled Gerard. Gerard saw my confused expression then said his brother's name, "Miiiiiiikkkkkkeeeeeeeyyyyyyyy! Gewawd needs a hug!" He faced the bassist and gave a playful pout whilst the musician came down to where Gerard and I were on the front of the float.
"You could of just pointed me out to her you know…" Mikey mumbled at his brother,
"But mikes, that wouldn't of been any fun, would it?" Gerard giggled and hugged his unimpressed brother. "Elena, meet Mikey my younger brother, Mikey meet Elena our little sister!" Mikey's expression went from unimpressed to shocked mixed with complete and utter horror, which was basically a mirror image of mine!
"Gerard are you sure! I mean, she doesn't look anything like us!" Gerard scowled at Mikey,
"Mikey you should know better than anyone that it doesn't matter what people look like, they can still be related! I mean look at us! We sure don't look like dad or mum or each other!" Mikey sighed and his expression softened. "I guess that's true, but how do you know she's our sister?"
"Remember how mum and dad said if they ever had a little girl they'd call her Elena after Grandma? I was also in the hospital room when Elena died, I watched through the television as the doctor tried to save her, mum and dad were there" Gerard's smile faded and was instead replaced by sadness,

"I guess that all adds up, I have to admit she looks quite a lot like Elena when she was a young girl"
Mikey admitted which made Gerard smile weakly, "Mikeyyy Elena shouldn't have been taken so young from our parents! That's the third child our parents have had which has died!" A silent tear ran down Gerard's cheek when his brother embraced him in a tight hug. "I can't bear to imagine the pain mom and dad are going through, it must be tearing them apart…" He whispered into his brothers shoulder, trying to fight back more tears. That's when the short guitarist with black hair, a black lip ring and black ear spacer came down and gave the brothers' a hug, but mostly Gerard because that's the only person he could really reach.
Gerard let go of Mikey and faced the guitarist, he buried his head in the small guys chest and cried his eyes out, "It's okay Gerard, you couldn't do anything to stop what happened, you didn't cause Mikey, Elena or yourself to die. And I bet your parents are very proud of Mikey, Elena and you." Gerard looked up from the guitarist's chest. "Really Frankie? You really think they're proud of us?" Frankie looked down at Gerard and smiled then to Mikey and I also giving us smiles, "I'm positive Gee" Gerard smiled when the small guitarist kissed his cheek, then wiping the tears away from his eyes he gave his brother a hug. Mikey also looked like he was going to cry, as I looked away from my older brothers' more questions hit me.

Why were they here in the first place? Why didn't mom and dad tell me I had brothers?
Why were they never around?

"Gerard? Mikey? If you're my older brothers and you're here, how did you die?"
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