A/N: Thanks to those who have been reading this fic. It means so much to me that people have an interest in it and the world that My Chemical Romance created. Keep doing what you are doing! And maybe give it a follow or something because it is going to be six chapters in total.

Anyway, this is the point where things get more interesting if it hasn't been already. There may be a cameo or two so look out for that.

Enjoy!

Chapter 3- Interrogations

Battery City

The pills are not working. Representatives from Better Living Industries came into my class. They still have not found my brother; whether this is a good or bad thing I do not know anymore. They might be rather strict but they know how to take care of us, to keep us safe and as hard as I try I cannot shake off the feeling that he is not okay. I miss him. I think they notice it too, as the representatives look at me, watching me panic, they ask my teacher to call me up to the front of the class. I have no choice but to do as they say.

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The Zones

There were three people sitting at a diner table when he walked in. It was a man wearing a green jacket who had a grey streak through his hair that first noticed him, "Look alive. You are in good hands here, come join us." The man said motioning to the empty spot adjacent "We don't bite."

"No. But Dracs might." Answered a younger man with just above the shoulder black hair wearing little more than a white sleeveless top that said 'noise' across the front and white with blue polka-dot tights. The man who was wearing the green jacket laughed at this remark; as did the person sitting next to him, a woman, "Pretty sure there is no 'might' in that statement" she said. Having no clue on what they were all laughing at he decided it was best too just sit down in the empty seat.

"Sorry, I've forgotten to introduce ourselves", said the man in the green jacket, once the laughter stopped. "My name is Cherri Cola, I run a place similar to this not so far from here. However, since this was closest to where we found you we decided to bring you here."

"Call me Show Pony." Said the guy who was now sitting next to him. Having a grin just as lively as the clothes he was wearing.

"And last but certainly not least; this fine Crash Queen that is sitting next to me is DJ Hot Chimp."

"You don't need to flatter me Cola." replied the woman, turning to face the man.

"Of course I do." Meeting her gaze in return. "Now, do you have any questions? Tell us about yourself." Cherri Cola asked attention back on to him.

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Battery City

They took me to a room, with nothing but a desk and a chair. Are they going to interrogate me? As they beckon me to sit down on the chair one of the representatives dimmed the lights. Then a woman entered the room, I don't know who she is. "I am the head of Better Living Industries." She spoke with a foreign accent, "I mean you no harm," She continued "but if you fail to co-operate certain privileges will be taken away from you." Privileges? What privileges do I have left?

She slammed her hands on the desk forcing me to look up. "You helped your brother escape. Where is he?"

"I… I don't know." I replied.

"Liar. There must have been a reason. Why did you? "

I remained silent for that one, too scared to speak.

"The boy is not going to talk." One of the representatives; who were guarding the room, said.

She turned to face the subordinate "Silence." She spat at the guard. She turned her attention back to me, "We could help him you know. Bring him back. You miss him and care for his safety. Tell us what you know."

Something snapped, "Alright!" I yelled, "But, tell me about the past! Tell me what lies beyond the city! Because I am goddamned sure it's better than this place! Yes, I helped him get past security in the hallways and I followed him to the outskirts of this complex and helped him get over the fence and I am glad I did!

She didn't show any sign of anger, but I just insulted the establishment she is the boss of, what is going to happen to me? Suddenly there was a flash of bright light, felt a hit and then found myself on the floor. The first thing I noticed after I regained my vision was a searing pain on my left side of my face. The second thing I noticed was the taste of blood, the sound of my coughing to get the blood out gained the attention of the head of Better Living Industries, I heard her say to me "Don't bother returning to class. School is now finished for today. Return to your bunker when you are ready". Then to a subordinate I heard her say something that wasn't meant to be heard for my ears, "Expand out. He is a zone runner".

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The Zones

He told them where and how he escaped. He also told them why, "My brother and I heard rumours, stuff like people going missing, the effects of the drugs- people losing memories and even torture. We were afraid and started to question if everything was as it seemed. You mentioned 'Dracs' what are they?"

"The rumours you and your brother heard are true." A new person entered the room; he was in a wheel chair and spoke in a rough voice, "People are not only going missing but are dying, they are being killed."

"How do you...?"

"Know? We know because we have seen it. Kids who live in the city or out here in The Zones getting slaughtered because they dream to run away. " There was a moment of silence to let this new information to be absorbed and then Cherri Cola continued.

"'Dracs' are short for Draculoids. Our enemies, your police- even if they are the lowest rank they are dangerous. They wear full face masks and do most of the dirty work when it comes to killings. They only bring in the exterminators on special occasions."

Although this information was shocking to hear, there was a sombre tone to both their voices and darkness to their eyes as though they had seen so much more than what they were telling him- the tip of an iceberg. He couldn't help but trust them.

"Not only that. There are theories about them." Show Pony spoke for the first time since his introduction.

"Theories?" He was beginning to realise just how big his situation was and how complex his and his brothers' world had gotten.

"Yes." The person in the wheelchair confirmed.

"The legend goes that," DJ Hot Chimp explained noticing his perplexed expression, "Those are the people who have gone missing, the ones that haven't been accounted for. However, we don't know for sure."

"This is what we are trying to do- expose the secrets of Better Living Industries." Cherri Cola said, "We believe everyone has the right to know what is actually happening. To show that beneath the crystal clear surface, the heart is as black as the tar on Route Guano in which the bodies of the so many casualties lay. Those that stand with us are called Killjoys and it's my, Hot Chimp's and DJ Doctor Death Defying's job to broadcast this message. Want to try and save the world, to be a superhero?" He nodded. "Well then, tomorrow we will start training you."