A/N: I know I'm finally updating. I've been putting off updating like a bad writer. I've been too cheery to write anything dark and desolation row-ish. But thanks to friendly nagging. Here you go.

Gerard waited til after dinner to make his move. He knew Lloyd couldn't reach Victory until after lights out. After dinner they had a few hours of free time but Gerard and the others just went to their rooms like Gerard ordered. He hadn't told them a thing until they were all in their rooms under lock and key.

"How the hell do you plan on getting us out?" Frank asked through the vent. Gerard was sitting on the floor. He pulled the book out and showed them the key.

"It's a master key. It goes to every door. It was in a clue Victory left. I figured it out." He said removing it from the tape. "But we have to move fast. The guards will make another round and then Lloyd will try and go after Victory."

Ray was standing near the window as look out.

"They're coming." He whispered. They scrambled to their beds and pulled the covers up tight. Gerard closed his eyes but could still see Lloyd looking into his window. He had a sickly grin wide on his lips. Slowly he turned and continued down the hall. The second the shadows were gone Gerard and Mikey were up on their feet.

Gerard put the key in the lock hole and slowly opened the door making sure to not make a sound. Mikey put their pillows under the sheets and covered them with blankets. Frank and Ray did the same as Gerard opened their door.

"We have to go through the east hall find where the Isolation Chamber is." Gerard whispered as he checked the corners down the patient halls.

"How big is this place?" Frank whispered eyeing up the large hall. "There's only like twenty of us here."

"Korse built the place as an addition to his mansion. It had to be state regulation of max capacity of patients." Ray whispered.

"So basically it's a huge fricken maze of insanity?" Mikey added. Gerard nodded and gave the motion for them to go. They ran down the hall silently and opened the door to a part of the asylum they had never seen.

"Which one?" Frank asked looking at a cross road of halls. There was a loud booming sound to the right, like metal banging metal.

"This way!" Gerard said and sprinted down the long hall.

"How do you know?" Mikey asked.

"I just do. Let's hurry!" He said not looking back. They ran for a while until they came upon the only hall with lights and no doors except one at the end of the hall. A man in all white stood at the door rubbing his hands.

"LLOYD!" Gerard shouted. The scream startled him causing him to spin on his heels.

"Well...I'll be damned you little crazy fucks managed to sneak out of your cells. Just how did you manage that one?" He raised an eyebrow impressed. Gerard and the others slowly began walking towards him.

"Don't worry I'll just make sure you go on back to bed. I don't want to keep the little miss waiting, hmm, hmm, hmm." Something dark sparkled in his eyes.

"You won't lay a hand on her!" Gerard shouted. Lloyd's head twitched to the side.

"Excuse me? How are you...?"

"Making full sentences?" Gerard smirked getting closer and closer. "I guess you and Dracul didn't do such a good job scrambling our brains as you thought."

Lloyd's jaw dropped in horror.

"But..I...You...How is it..." He stammered and backed into the wall. "That's impossible!"

Gerard was only a few feet from him now.

"No, what's impossible is you laying a hand on Victory!" He balled his hands into fists as he shouted.

Lloyd's stunned expression turned into a devious snarl.

"Sorry pal, But she's gettin' what's comin to her!" He said simply and lunged himself forward.

Gerard dodged the first blow. He gripped Lloyd by the back of the collar and slammed him hard into the wall. He then took Lloyd's head and slammed it into his knee. Lloyd rolled off of it and stumbled to the wall on the other side. Gerard stepped forward with his fist back but Lloyd quickly swept his foot low causing Gerard to topple back. Gerard hit the ground hard. Just as Lloyd was about to swing Gerard kicked his own feet out knocking Lloyd down. Gerard jumped to his feet and gave Lloyd a hard kick to the head. His body went limp on the ground.

"Is he dead?" Mikey asked in a small voice.

Gerard shook his head.

"He's still breathing." He said grabbing the key out of Lloyd's pocket. He unlatched the door and twisted the key.

Victory cringed as the light blinded her eyes.

"Victory?" Gerard called in the dark but she couldn't make out who it was. She lunged herself at him screaming wildly. He dodged her clawing arms and took hold. She thrashed and screamed as he held on as tight as he could.

"VICTORY CALM DOWN!" He shouted. "IT'S OK IT'S ME!"

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME. I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!" Her screams lightened into sobs but her thrashing continued. "I'll kill you for what you did to them!"

"Victory, it's ok. It's me. It's Gerard!" He tightened his grip worrying he was hurting her. She was faced away from him and shaking her head and arms wildly.

"NO! I don't believe you! I saw them myself, you bastard! They're gone!" Her body went limp. She closed her eyes and began to sob loudly. Gerard couldn't hold her anymore. He slowly let her to the ground.

"They're gone." She continued sobbing. She brought her arms to her face and covered it.

"No we're not. It's ok." He whispered and pulled something out from his pocket. Gently he pulled one hand down and placed something in her palm. She wrapped her fingers around it. Slowly dropping the other hand she flexed open her fingers. In her hand sat a small thorn-less rose. Her sobbing softened and she turned to face him slowly. He greeted her with a smile. Carefully she brought a hand to his face.

"But...it's not possible. I saw you...there is a hole in the wall. I saw you. Your not real." She sat up and put both hands on his face now as she examined it. "You can't be here." She said with a puzzled look on her face.

"The shock machine was broken. We only were pretending." He smiled as he looked into her eyes. He felt her arms shake. Her brow lowered and she shook her head taking her hands off of his face.

"No. No it's a trick." She said almost sounding like a small child. Tears dropped down her cheeks as she backed away. "You can't be real."

Gerard put a hand under her chin and pressed his lips to hers tightly. Tears streamed down her cheeks. They wrapped their arms around each other trembling. Finally they separated. She put her head on his chest.

"Is that real enough for you?" He asked kissing the top of her head. She nodded with a large smile. They pulled apart but kept holding hands.

"Hey pretty lady." Frank said stepping into view.

"FRANK!" She shouted and wrapped her arms around his neck. She let go and did the same to Mikey and Ray.

"I'm so happy your all safe!" She smiled clearing the tears from her face.

"Not safe for long." A rough voice called from the door way. Lloyd stood hunched panting heavily. He lunged for Victory. Gerard pulled her by the hand out of the way. Lloyd's face met Gerard's fist.

"Get Victory out now!" He shouted as Lloyd met him hand in hand forcing him towards the wall. Frank nodded and grabbed Victory's hand. They ran out of the cell and into the hall. Victory ripped her hand from Frank's

"NO! I'm not leaving him here!" She shouted and turned. She looked as Lloyd punched Gerard hard in the ribs. He rolled to the ground hard.

Mikey went to help but Ray's hand blocked him.

"What are you doing! We gotta help him!" He shouted looking at Ray.

"No. This is his fight." Frank answered for Ray. Ray gave him a nod agreeing.

"If things go sour we'll jump in but he needs this." Ray said looking back to the fight.

Gerard's lip and nose were bleeding. Lloyd had already given him two blows to the face.

He sat on the ground for several seconds.

"What's the matter? Can't get up?" Lloyd sneered.

Gerard opened his eyes. Something small and cylindrical rolled on the floor closer to him. A small plastic cap stuck over the end of the object covering the needle. He picked up the syringe and popped the cap off with his thumb. He needed to get Lloyd close to him.

"Is that the best you got?" His speech slurred from his bloody lip.

Victory watched as Lloyd pulled something from his back pocket.

"Gerard!" She shouted and pushed past Ray.

"VICTORY NO!" Ray shouted and reached after her. Before she could blink Lloyd had gripped her hair tightly and put a knife to her throat.

"Well, well, well...looks like I got the prize." Lloyd smiled a toothy grin. Victory struggled but the knife stuck into her throat. A drop of blood trickled down her neck. Lloyd brought his mouth to the base of her neck and licked the blood.

"Mmmm, tastes sweet. What else tastes sweet on you?" He chuckled and pulled her head back further.

"Let her go!" Gerard shouted. "We'll do what ever you want. Just let her go."

Lloyd put a hand in his coat pocket then looked back to Gerard. His left eyebrow raised.

"You want her back...Take her!" He shouted and threw Victory forward. The knife just barely skimmed her throat. She let out a gasp as she was flung forward. With out thinking Gerard put both hands out to catch her. She let out another quick gasp as he caught her.

He leaned into the wall as he caught her. She fell into his arms and placed a hand on her forearm. The syringe stuck out between her fingers. She sucked air in quickly as she ripped it out.

"Oh god! Victory!" He held her tighter. What had he done? "You bastard! What was in that thing?"

Lloyd smiled.

"You'll never know." He said shaking his head. Frank and the others ran to her side as Gerard charged Lloyd. Victory leaned into the wall trying to keep her world from spinning.

"Victory? Can you hear me? Are you ok?" Frank asked placing a hand on either side of her head. She nodded but her head kept flopping to the side.

"I'm fine. Just dizzy." she swallowed hard. Her mouth was beginning to get dry.

"You have to stop him." She said in almost a whisper. Gerard and Lloyd were in full swing now. They knocked back and forth to every wall. Gerard slammed Lloyd hard into the sink causing it to fall from the wall to the floor.

"Why would you run forward like that? He could have killed you with that knife!" Frank said examining her neck.

"Not...Knife..." She was trying to push him away but he held her down

"Don't move your bleeding pretty bad." He ripped a sleeve off his shirt and pressed it to her neck.

Gerard had Lloyd in a corner. His hands were wrapped around Lloyd's neck. In the dark Lloyd's face grew dark purple.

"Not...knife." Victory whispered louder. "G..Ga...Ga." Her throat was so dry.

BANG!

The room fell silent. Everyone's head turned to the corner of the room. Gerard's hands loosened as Lloyd dropped to the ground.

"Gun..." Victory whispered.

Gerard looked down to his white shirt. Blood began forming from the center of his shirt. A silver gun fell from Lloyd's hands.

Gerard fell to his knees.