Behind Amber Eyes

Harley

"What do you mean I took the name of someone whose been ghosted?" Harley was furious with herself for being so ignorant. She knew that name sounded familiar. She and Lana were friends.

"What I'm saying is that Kobra knew Lana Johnson, and now he thinks she's been resurrected."

"But he knows that's not possible, and there can be more than one person with the same name."

"Yeah, but the poor guy won't listen to anyone but Party, and Party's not in good condition."

"What happened to him?"

"You know about his alcohol problem?"

"What about it?"

"Well," paused Dr. D, " he was sober for a long time, but then he heard about Kobra's brain injury, and he lost it."

Harley frowned. "Then tell Party to tell Kobra when he gets better."

"Will do," answered Dr. D. He hung up on the other line. Harley stood in the pay phone box, thinking of how dumb a mistake it was for her to choose that name. It could've been anything else, but she was being ignorant.

Harley stepped out of the box and into the hot sun. Her skin was hot as the beams shone on her. She made her way back to the hostel she was staying at. I was a run down place, perfect for keeping her undercover. She walked inside and up the stairs to her room. Her bag was packed and she was ready to head to Battery City after all the commotion and wait up with the Fab Four.

She swung her bag over her shoulder and headed back downstairs. Nobody was at the reception desk, so she laid her room key down and whatever money she had with her and left the run down place.
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Korse

"Do you think she's looking for us?" Asked an android.

"Most definitely. She'll never know what's waiting for her," smiled Korse.

"Perhaps we should make it seem like she has the illusion of being secretive. After all, she has no idea we know about our scheme."

"Or perhaps we should give her the illusion of choice. All we need to do is insert the select file and broadcast it to her mind. Then we can decide what she'll do, but she'll think it's her decision."

"But her mind is so powerful, she could easily override the broadcast."

"Which is why we won't do it to her. I've already broadcasted the signal into somebody else."

"How's that possible? Ellie is the only one with the gene that allows her to receive the transmission."

"Yes, but I sent a squad of dracs to Zone 3, one of their guns had a special bullet in it, one with the gene."

"And who did it shoot?"

"Michael James Way. Brother of Gerard Arthur Way. The two became rebels after their parents passed away. He, however, might receive the transmission in waves, rather than all at once."

"He should receive it perfectly unless he has severe brain trauma."

"And that he does. Unfortunately, his injuries might come in the way of the test. But lucky for him, the broadcast saved his life."

"How is that possible? "

"His brain injury he sustained was bad enough to kill him, or at least send him into a terrible coma. If it weren't for the broadcast, he would be dead."

"What happens if the broadcast is disrupted?"

Korse smiled. "I'm afraid the only thing keeping him alive is the signal. If we take it away, he dies."

"But if he dies, then we don't have any way to evolve the broadcast into something we can send to Ellie."

"And that's why Michael is still alive. For now."

Notes

I decided to add a little twist to the end. Hope you enjoy it. Rate and tell me your favorite MCR era in the comments :)