The Famous Living Dead

Show Pony opened his eyes slowly. He didn't know where he was, it was pitch black. He wasn't afraid, but he wasn't calm. He felt nothing. "Hello?" He called. He tried to get up, but he had been tied down. "Hello?" He called again. At that, the lights flashed on. Show Pony squeezed his eyes shut tightly at the sudden brightness. "Ah, you're awake," a voice said. Show Pony opened his eyes a bit, seeing Dr. Death Defying standing over him. Then it hit him. Dr. Death was standing over him. He opened his eyes fully, seeing Dr. Death, he looked different. He was no longer just skin and bone. He looked more alive. "What.... what have you done?" Show Pony asked, his voice no higher than a whisper.
Dr. Death chuckled lowly. "Isn't it obvious? Oh, you just cooperated with me so well, I almost feel bad. But back to business. Where is Frank?" He asked. Show Pony gasped when he realized his heart wasn't beating. "I-I wont tell you! You can't do this," he said defiantly. Dr. Death only laughed. Struggling against his restraints, Show Pony cried out, "I wont tell you!" Dr. Death growled and slammed his fist into Show Pony's face. "You will tell me! That is... if you ever want out of here." He threatened. Show Pony glared and shook his head. "I don't want out of here if it means keeping an innocent person alive," he said.
Dr. Death smiled evilly. "Okay, tell me where Frank is, and I'll let your other friend go," he offered calmly. Show Pony eyed him, confused. "What other friend?" He asked slowly. Dr. Death chuckled and walked to the closet. The younger man watched as the door opened and an unconscious Ray fell out. "It really is a shame that he was slower than the others," Dr. Death said. Show Pony gasped and tears filled his eyes. "Let him go!" He cried out. The other man smiled in pride. "Tell me where Frank Iero is... and I'll let both of you go, how's that?" He suggested. Show Pony shook his head again. "Oh? So you'd like to keep your friend here? I do know how to make the dead feel pain you know," Dr. Death said. Show Pony's eyes went wide at the thought of Ray being in any pain. "N-no... please don't..." he whispered.
Dr. Death smiled again as Ray lifted his head, opening his eyes. "Mmm-mmm.... what's happening?" Ray asked, his voice full of sleep and confusion. "Ray! Run, get out of here, now!" Show Pony shouted. Ray stared up at him. "Show Pony? What? What's going on? Where are we?" He said in a panic. Dr. Death took a step back, and Ray stood up. "Ray, calm down and go, go far away." Show Pony said, his voice wavering. Ray looked at Show Pony, then at the restraints. "Oh... oh my gosh, are you okay?" He asked, running to his side.
Show Pony glanced at Dr. Death, who just stood there, watching. "Please, do with me what you will, but please just let Ray go, he hasn't done anything wrong to you," he said. Dr. Death said nothing, only watched as Ray attempted to untie him, his dead fingers fumbling. "Dr. please let him go," Show Pony pleaded, tears streaming down his cheeks. Ray managed to get one arm untied, yet Show Pony was confused. Why wasn't Dr. Death stopping him? It had to have been some form of a trap. "Ray... stop," Show Pony ordered. Ray quickly let go of the restraints and backed away. "Smart boy," Dr. Death said finally.
"Please, I'm asking you one more time. Will you let Ray go?" Show Pony asked desperately. He turned his head to look at Ray. "I'm so sorry I got you pulled into this," he whispered. Ray stared at him, then shook his head. "We're a team. I'm here to help you," he said, smiling warmly. Show Pony couldn't help but smile back. "Aw, isn't that sweet? You boys really need to stop, I'll almost feel bad for killing you, Show Pony," Dr. Death said. Ray's eyes widened. "You're... dead? B-but... you're crying!" He said. Show Pony nodded, then said, "I guess I haven't been dead that long.
Ray looked up and glared at Dr. Death. "You're really going to regret doing that!" He shouted, clenching his fists. "Oh, am I? Are you so sure? I haven't felt regret in a long time. I doubt that you'll make me feel it." He said, grinning widely. Ray snarled and ran forward, pinning Death against the wall. "I'll kill you twice over you sonofabitch! You've messed with the wrong corpse!" He shouted. Death laughed inwardly. "And exactly how are you going to kill me? See, I have my ways, Toro." He said. Ray squinted, loosening his grip. "What?"
Right then, Death pressed a button on a remote in his hand. Ray quickly let go, screaming out in pain. Show Pony screamed, as it still hurt him to watch his friend hurt. "Stop it! Make it stop! You're hurting him!" Show Pony screamed as Ray twitched, screamed, and writhed on the floor. "Oh you're not stupid, you know I wont," Death said. Show Pony watched helplessly as Ray called out, "Somebody make it stop! Please make it stop!!!" Show Pony would give anything to make it stop.... Anything.
"Okay! I'll tell you where Frank is, just stop hurting him!" Show Pony blurted. Death let go of the button and Ray fell limp. "You will?" Death asked, as if it was impossible. He approached the man tied down. "Y-yes, just let Ray go," he said. Death looked at Ray, then back. "Alright, he'll be set free, but you... You'll stay with me and take me to Frank personally," he told him. Show Pony swallowed, then nodded. "Alright... I will," He said shamefully. Death then untied Show Pony, disarming the trap that had been set. Show Pony stood up, then stumbled to Ray, taking his face in his hands. "Ray, wake up, you can go now," he whispered.
Ray opened his eyes and stared blankly up at him. "Th-that... was the first time I felt pain... in years. It hurts so bad," Ray mumbled. Show Pony wrapped his arms around Ray, and Ray to him. "I know it hurts, but you've gotta listen to me. Get out of here, don't look back, and when you get back, take everyone, and leave. I'm so sorry he did this to you," he whispered as quietly as he could. Ray shook his head. "What about you? I'm not leaving without you." He said. Show Pony smiled and kissed his head. "I'll be fine. I have to stay here, just go." He said softly.
Ray didn't leave right away, instead met his lips with Show Pony's, who instantly kissed back without a second thought. Show Pony deepened the kiss, running his hands through Ray's curly hair. Ray breaks the kiss and slowly stands up. "I know we've only just met, but I know for a fact that I love you," he said. If Show Pony were still alive, he would have been blushing madly. Instead, he just kissed Ray one more time, then whispered into his ear, "I love you too. Now go, and make sure that everyone is safe, no matter what."
Ray made his promise, and within minutes was gone, out of sight. Show Pony turned and saw that Death had left the room. He had to make a plan. He couldn't really lead him to Frank, it was the one thing he'd never do. "Show Pony? Are you ready?" Death called. He entered the room again with a bag in his hands. Show Pony nodded tentatively. "Good, now I'm sorry it has to be this way, but it really is for the best," Death said falsely. He didn't really mean it, that part was obvious, he couldn't care less how it happened, as long as he got what he wanted. Show Pony nodded and they left, uncertain of what would happen next.
Meanwhile, Ray sprinted as fast as he could back to where everyone was. He had to get them far away and fast. Especially Frank. Once he finally made it, he burst in. Frank and Gerard lay asleep on the couch, actually a pretty adorable sight. Too bad he had to ruing it. "Gee, Frank! Wake up! We need to leave, now!" Ray shouted. Frank and Gerard's eyes opened suddenly and everyone turned to look at him. "Ray? You're okay!" Bob said, running to hug him. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, but we need to leave. Dr. Death Defying is coming," He said. Frank stood up quickly. "What? No! How? Oh man, we gotta leave!" He panicked. Ray nodded with wide eyes. "Ya think?" He said.
Billie Joe looked around. "Wait, did Show Pony... n-not make it out?" He asked. Ray frowned, shaking his head. "No.. he died.... Dr. Death killed him, now he only needs Frank," He explained. Sorrow filled faced filled the room. Suddenly, a voice in the corner of the room shouted, "Well, lets not just stand here like idiots! If the evil guy is coming, let's go!" All eyes fell on Mike, who was already packing things up. Mutters of agreement broke out and they started to get ready to leave. Within moments, they had everything and everyone gathered up, even Pete and Patrick. "Okay, lets go," Ray said, worried about Show Pony, and if he'd ever see him again.
Gerard turned and looked at Frank. Fear and self-hate clashed into the living man's eyes. "I shouldn't have run away. If I had stayed with Jamia, then Show Pony would still be alive, this is my fault," Frank said. A pang of gult raised up inside Gerard. "No, it's my fault Frankie. I shouln't have brought you down here.... God, I'm so stupid!" He said, hating himself. Frank shook his head quickly. "Gerard, stop it, I don't like it when you blame yourself. Just don't." He said. Gerard smiled a little and took Frank's hand. "You're such a sweet kid, Frank, I'm glad I met you." He said.
Frank giggled and squeezed Gerard's ice cold hand. "I'm glad to have met you too, Gerard," He said. They stood close together, their fingers intertwined. Franks hand warmed Gerards. Warmth was something Gerard hand't felt in a very long time, it felt good to him, and he wanted more of it. "Frank..." Gerard whispered. Frank looked at him with sparkling hazel eyes. "Yeah?" He asked. Gerard took no time in asking, "Do you think... that you and I could ever be together?" Frank blinked, searching for an answer. "O-oh, um, I don't know. I mean, I'm still expected to get married. But I do like you... a lot. I think that if I wasn't getting married... them more than likely... yes," he explained. Gerard nodded, thinking hard about that answer.
"You know... you don't have to marry here. You could always stay here with me. You said it yourself, you don't like women, and I'm not a girl," He said hopefully. Frank just stared at him, not saying anything. "Um.. I-I don't know, I'd still miss home a lot." He said finally. Gerard sighed, then nodded shyly. "Okay, I understand," he said. Frank squeezed Gerard's hand once more. "For now, Gee, it's you and me, no one else," he said. Gerard wanted to believe it, but Frank was still engaged, so it was just them, there was someone else too. "Frankie, somehow, I know it'll break my cold dead heart to see you leave me," He told him sadly. Frank opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Tre showing, "Come on, slowpokes! We're trying to get Frank away from the bad guy!" At that, Frank let go of Gerard's hand, trying to catch up with him. All Gerard cold feel at that moment was the warmth leaving his hand.

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