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Shades Of Death Road	By : VindictiveDiva Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1797 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Oh thank you GOD! Okay the old computer is toast, but we finally got the new computer to accept our wireless internet so it fucking works, yes! Anyway, thanks again to Little Miss Disaster and Zacky for keeping me going and I'm really sorry it took so long to get this up. It's winding down now and I'm getting ready to end it. When I do... Maybe I'll do a completely straight story, that'd be freaky huh? No gay couples, it'd be weird. Anyway, here's chapter eight. And try not to throw anything at me, this is very sad.

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It took four days for Ville to come back from Europe. The entire time Mikey was so on edge he only slept when Bam slipped him a Mickey Finn. When he awoke, Ville was standing over him. Mikey bolted upright and said, “Did you get him back?” “No, I’ll be going shortly. But I’ll be needing Bam so I want you to meet your new protector. She’ll be staying with you while we get your brother back.” Ville explained.

Mikey got out of bed and went down the stairs after Ville. Once there he saw that the living room held several people. They wore black floor length coats and suits, all of which were in the Napoleonic style. They were milling around, taking in their surroundings. A few were looking at objects like the TV as though they’d never seen such a thing before. When one of them poked it, Mikey had to keep from laughing.

Ville turned his attention to Mikey, ushering him though the room. In the corner was a woman who looked remarkably like Ville. She smiled a bit as Ville said, “Mikey, this is my descendent Vienna. She was only turned a century ago, but I assure you she’s quite powerful.” “I think I get it from you , Grandfather.” Vienna said, then shrugged. Mikey nodded. “Nice to meet you.”

Bam came up the stairs from the basement, dressed the same as the others. He was carrying a photo and Gerard’s sketch book. “Alright everyone gather around.” He said. Vienna and Mikey stepped back as the vampires, (of which there were six including Ville) circled around Bam. He held up the photograph and said, “This is Gerard. He’s 23 years old with black hair and hazel eyes. Now what we really need to do is find him and get him to safety, then take care of Jared.”

Then Bam held up the sketch book and said, “Alright, pass this around, get a good read on his aura, it’ll be easier to find him that way.” A female vampire with dark hair said, “And don’t forget, his blood has been mixed with Jared’s blood and Ville’s saliva, so he’s had a double dose.” The sketch book got passed around, and Mikey looked at Vienna and asked, “Who are these people?”

Vienne smiled, then pointed and said, “Well the one with the dreadlocks is Dani Filth from England, he owed Ville a favor. Then Jonne Aaron Liimatainen and Jussi Vuori are two of Ville’s old blood brothers from Finland. They always help when Ville asks. Then Cristina Scabbia there, the girl with the dark hair, she’s from Italy and Etienne is her blood brother so he asked her to come in his stead. And the blond girl is Maja Ivarrson, she my blood sister and she’s one of the best judges in Europe.”

“Judges?” Mikey asked. “The vampire in question will be judged guilty or innocent by her through telepathy. If he is guilty, which we’re pretty sure he is, he’ll be executed and his lands and people seized.” Vienna told him. “Vienna, please, what’s going to happen to Gerard?” “I can answer that.” Dani was standing before them, his face blank. “If the boy is a hybrid we will either turn him or help him control his powers. But if he becomes a revenant, a mindless beast of a vampire… He’ll have to be executed.”

“But it probably hasn’t come to that.” Ville added, giving Dani a look that said plainly, ‘Don’t scare the boy.’ The vampires and Bam were drawing together, getting ready to leave. Maja handed the picture and sketch book to Mikey. “Do not worry small one, we will bring him back.” She said soothingly. “Hopefully not in pieces.” Jussi said, which caused Jonne to smack the back of his head. “Don’t worry Mike, we’ll get him back, in ONE piece!” Bam said, glaring at Jussi. “Please, bring him back.” Mikey said. Ville smiled, then he and the others teleported and vanished from view. Mikey sighed and Vienna put an arm around him. “They’ll bring him back, don’t worry.”

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“The itsy bitsy spider, crawled up the water spout…” I sang to myself. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been in the dark, but I was shivering from pain and cold. I heard a door open and close, and when I felt someone touching my arm I whimpered and tried to pull away. “No, shhh! It’s okay Gee, it’s me.” “V-Ville?” I asked, though I didn’t dare hope it was him. “No, it’s Frankie. Bob’s here too.” “Get away!” I cried, struggling again. But I was so weak, I hadn’t eaten or had anything to drink in a while. So I put up a fight but it was a bad one.

The lights came on and I had to slam my eyes shut or I’d have been blinded. I started to cry, I just wanted to be left alone to curl up and die. “Frankie, put the sunglasses on him.” Bob said, and I felt a pair slide onto my face. I opened my eyes cautiously, but the shades kept the harshness of the lights out. Frankie and Bob were hovering over me, Bob’s face was blank but Frankie looked like he was about to be sick.

“Synyster’s been doing a real number on you.” Bob said, undoing the restraints on my wrists. When I was free I slumped forward, Bob and Frank catching me. “Jesus, you smell.” Frank said to me. “Fuck you bitch.” I hissed at him. “Why are you two here anyway? You already sold me out!” “We were told to clean you up, patch you up and then put you back in the restraints.” Frankie said.

At this time a few things had already occurred to me. That Jared’s blood had been doing weird things to me, and had given me new abilities. To cheer myself up I thought of them as super powers. I could set things on fire with my mind, and I could smell and see about 10 times better than before. I had tired to set Synyster on fire so I could escape but after knocking me around like a cat toy I didn’t try that one again.

I shivered and wanted to cry as Bob and Frank cleaned me up. I couldn’t help in the process, I didn’t have the energy. And I was so embarrassed that they were seeing me like this, because Synyster had been torturing me in more ways than one. He’d forced me to suck him off, to jack him off, to bottom for him. But that hadn’t been all. He’d played with me, gotten me off more than once. And he’d been putting things inside of me that shouldn’t be there, ever and he got me off on that too. I knew it was just my body reacting to the stimulus and I didn’t like being raped, but that didn’t make me feel any less ashamed.
Along with the sexual abuse, he’d beaten me, whipped me (I assure you it’s not the same at all, there is a difference between a whip and a bat), cut me, burned me, froze me, he even went so far as to rub salt and sometimes vinegar into the wounds. He also liked to do sensory depravation and leave me in the room for hours with no way to see, hear, smell or feel anything besides the hand cuffs on my wrists and it scared the shit out of me. I felt like I hadn’t had any nourishment in weeks, and I only slept when I was sure Synyster wouldn’t be back for at least an hour. I didn’t want him to catch me sleeping, if he did that meant I was punished even worse.

“How long have I been down here?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “About five days, this being the fifth.” Bob told me. “Can’t you… Give me some water? Please?” I begged. “I’m so thirsty.” They looked at each other and I thought they were going to say yes. But then Synyster’s voice cut through the room, saying, “Don’t even think about it.” I lifted my head to look at him, saying, “I need water.” “No, you don’t. You’re not getting shit.”

Bob and Frank picked me up and shoved me against the wall, tying me up again. I looked at them desperately, yelling, “You guys were my friends! Dammit I was there for you when you needed me every fucking time! WHY are you letting him do this to me?!” “Sorry Gerard, we were ordered to get to know you and befriend you.” Bob informed me sadly and Frank added, “You’re a real sweet guy though and we liked hanging out with you. You’re a lot of fun.” “Oh like that makes me feel so much better Frankie!” I growled at him, the rage curling in my gut.

As it did, Bob’s sleeve started to smoke, along with Frank’s collar. Synyster saw this and came up and slapped me hard across the face. “What did I tell you about doing that stupid shit?” “I didn’t MEAN to!” I yelled desperately and he slapped me again. “I guess you haven’t learned your lesson yet then. Boys, take a hike.” Bob and Frank turned to go and I screamed, “Please, don’t leave me! Get me out of here!” Yeah, it was pathetic, but God I just wanted to go home! “Sorry Gee.” Bob said, and he and Frank left. As Synyster started to ‘train’ me again, I tried not to cry. But I couldn’t help it.

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There we go! Damn I'm MEAN to that boy aren't I? Well I'm mean to everyone so why should Gerard be any different? Alright, review. Also thank you to newcomers Yukina and Will W. for reviewing. You people! Yeah, you, anonymous people! You know who you are, I'm lookin' atcha right now! I know you're reading this and not saying anything. I know where you live. LOL Sorry I gotta have fun somehow.
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