Behind Amber Eyes

Harley

Harley had never performed a full on hypnosis before. She had practiced on Dr. D, but her effects had worn off after a few hours. It was vital that her hypnosis on Party was only broken on her command.

She stared at Party for a moment. His head was cocked sideways and his hazel eyes weren't focused on anything. Harley didn't want to hypnotize Party - heck - she wanted him to know everything, but that could never be the case. She needed to do this to save herself, to save him.

"You will not remember any of the events from when you left the car to when you wake up. Instead, you will have remembered helping me carry my supplies and passing out Fromm over-heating. You will not remember the photos, you will not remember me crying. You will only remember what I have allowed you to remember.

"You no longer believe that I am the girl from Battery City. She won't even look similar to me in your memories. To you, I am just the girl that helped Pony.

"You will believe everything I say about the incident, and won't question my motives. The only time you will remember what actually happened is if I say your real name 3 times. If you hear the news that 'Harley Killer is dead', you are to remember as well. You are not to remember the name until that day. Now, you are to lay on the ground and are not to wake until you feel a wet cloth on your skin.

Party got on the ground, still in his trance. Harley grabbed a cloth, wet it, and placed it on Party's forehead. She took a deep breath in. She really hoped that the hypnosis had worked. Slowly, Party's breathing returned to normal and his eyes fluttered open.
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Party


Party groaned and fluttered his eyes open. He sawa worried looking Shock above him.

"What happened?" Party mumbled, grabbing his head in pain.

"You were helping me carry the first aid kit, when you passed out. I think it was over-heating or dehydration."

Party tried sitting up but instantly felt a throbbing pain in his injured ear. He moaned ludly. Shock stood up and got a flask. "Drink," she said, holding the flask to his lips. Party obeyed and swallowed down the water. She smiled as he finished the last gulp. "You must've been dehydrated, you drank that quickly."

Party nodded his head. "Thank you so much," he smiled.

"Anytime. We should probably be heading back now. The others might be worrying."

"They can wait," smirked Party, "tell me something about yourself. Something that nobody else knows."

Shock raised an eyebrow. "What makes you think I'll do that?"

"Fine. I'll tell you my real name if you tell me yours."

"Fine. What is it?"

"Gerard," smiled Party," it's Gerard Way."

"Gerard Way, huh?" Smirked Shock. "Well, I'm Ellie. Ellie McCoy."

"Well, It's nice to meed you, Ellie," Party smiled playfully. "Do you have any family left? Sometimes people like you don't, but I was just wondering."

Shock hesitated for a moment. He could tell the question made her uncomfortable, but she answered anyways.

"I had a brother," she murmered. "We lived in Battery City. When we escaped, he didn't make it."

Party looked down at his hands. He felt terrible for asking such a question.

"I have Kobra. He's the only family I have left," Party said, thinking of Kobra.

"Take good care of him," said Shock, looking him in the eye. Party nodded and looked away. Her gaze was so intense, but so meaningful.

Not wanting the conversation to end, Party spoke up. "Not like you wanted to know this, but Kobra's real name is Mikey."

Shock smiled. "Oh really?" she smirked.

"Yeah," smiled Party, " and Jet is Ray and Ghoul is Frank. They're my best friends."

Shock smiled. "That's nice. You're right, I really didn't need to know that, but thanks for telling me anyways."

"Anytime," said Party. And then he heard his name ring out in the air.
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Ghoul

"So how did you get that cut on your cheek again?" asked Jet, laughing at Ghoul.

"I've told you like, ten times already," frowned Ghoul. He hated the story, it was so embarassing. "I scraped it on a gun barrel."

Jet doubled over laughing. "That's ridiculous! How did you even manage to do that?"

"Shut up, it's not funny," sneered Ghoul. He was mortified, and Jet was going to hold it against him for the rest of his life.

"It is funny, you dumbass," laughed Jet.

Ghoul rolled his eyes. "Fuck you," he mummbled.

"Aww, is someone angry about their scratch?"

Ghoul's face turned a beet red. He was done with Jet's bullshit. He balled his fists and swing at Jet. His fist hit him square in the nose. Blood streamed from Jet's face.

"Shit, dude!" Yelled Jet. He then punched Ghoul in the gut.

"Fuuuuuck," he moaned. The two ran at eachother, swinging wildly and grabbing at the other person's clothing and hair.

"Give up you shorty," spat Jet, knocking Ghoul's temple.

Dazed, ghoul spoke up. "Not until you appologize you big-haired brat."

"Damnit, you two!" Yelled Pony. "Stop fighting I just patched you up."

The two continued to fight, despite Pony trying to break them apart. Then, Pony stepped in between the two and got slammed in the head by one of them.

"Party!" Screamed Pony, hoping he would come break them up.

The two boys continued fighting, breaking each other's noses and bleeding from their mouths.
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Harley

Harley tried her best to keep her personal information from Party, but however hard she tried, she couldn't keep it to herself. She was living a life of bottling everything inside; she just needed to let go of some things. She told him about her childhood, about her family. She even told him her real name--not even Dr. D knew her real name.

After their venting session, someone yelled Party's name.

"Did you hear that?" Harley asked.

Party's eyes widened. "I think I know when I hear my name."

"Up, Poison," Harley spat at Party who was still sitting down. He reluctantly stood up and joined her by her motorcycle.

"We can run. They're not too far away."

"Yeah, but it's faster if we ride a motorcycle," smirked Harley, climbing onto the bike. Party jumped on after her and in a blink of an eye, they were with the others.

"What the," she heard Party trail off. She was about to say something too, but she was speechless.

Jet and Ghoul were both bloodied and battered. They were punching and kicking like nobody's business. Jet towered over Ghoul, and Pony lay learby on the ground, stroking his head.

"Of course," spat Party, "of course they get into a fight."

The two of them hopped off the bike and ran over to Jet and Ghoul.

"JET STAR! FUN GHOUL!" Screamed Party. The two of them didn't even slow down.

"We're going ot need to break them up ourselves," groaned Harley.

"You get Ghoul, I'll get Jet," said Party. Harley looked over at him. It looked like he regretted putting her with Ghoul. Is he jealous? Thought Harley. He couldn't possibly have feelings that strong for her.

Harley shook away the thought and threw herself at Ghoul, causing him to topple over. He was still swinging his arms rapidly, and he managed to catch Harley in the cheek.

"Damnit, Ghoul!" She yelled, pinning him down.

"Look who's back," Ghould smiled, showing his bloody teeth. He looked even worse than he did before.

"Why, Ghoul?" Asked Harley, noticing the bruises on his face.

"It's no big deal, really. I'm fine," he said, spitting blood.

"No you're not," said Harley.

"I'm fine," whined Ghoul, trying to stand up.

"No, Ghoul," said Harley, pinning him back down, "you're not. You're nose and jaw are broken."

Ghoul raised an eyebrow. "Are you gonna fix it then?'

"Yes,' said Harley, "but it's going to hurt." She felt Ghoul tense up beneath her.

"Just do it already," he whined. Harley grabbed his nose and snapped it back in place. Then, she did the same to his jaw.

"Owwww," moaned Ghoul. Harley rolled off of him and helped him up.

"That's what you get when you picka fight with someone a foot taller than you."

"Jet Star is not a foot taller than me," defended Ghoul.

Harley smirked. "Well, it sure looks like it." The two made their way over to Party and Jet.

"Fuck you," mocked Ghoul. Harley jabbed him in the side.

"You're lucky to still be alive," Jet spat, standing up.

"Well then," said Party, stepping between them, " we should be heading back to Dr. D. Pony can keep an eye on Kobra while I ride with Shock."

"Now, Party," Pony interupted, "you and little miss Shock had your own time together. Don't you think it's time to share?"

Harley sighed. "You make it seem like I'm a slut, Pony."

"Well," he smirked. Harley rolled her eyes.

"Pony and I will ride back together. Ghoul can look after Kobra. Plu, it's only a 20 minute drive, give or take."

Party looked hurt, but he gathered the killjoys into the car.

"See you soon I guess," he blushed. Harley nodded and made her way to her motorcycle.

Notes

Sorry about the wait and the length. Comment about what you like and don't like down below and tell me your favotire MCR song (it helps with the titles)