Gerard's POV

"Where am I?"I whispered, taking in the mouth of a cave. In front of me was a cliff edge leading down to the thrashing ocean. Despite the cold sea wind blowing in, there was a weird warmth surrounding most of my body.
"You're in a cave in the east of india,"A low voice said behind me. I jumped around to see myself leaning against the wet wall of the cave.
"But I- is this-"

"This isnt a hallucination,"The other me shook his head and moved away from the wall to stand in front of me.
"Then how-"
"I'm you're subconscious you dick. This is a dream and you need to wake up. Frank's in trouble,"He looked at me seriously.
"How do you know?"I croaked.

"He left to go and kill Cole. There's something wrong with him Gerard and you need to stop ignoring it. Now wake the fuck up or he's gonna get shot in exactly sixteen minutes and twenty three seconds,"He said and pushed me backwards into the sea.

I awoke with a jolt, covered in sweat and puffing like I had been running. The last thing I remembered was walking along some rocks by the ocean. Whatever it was, it was a weird dream. I looked around to see that Frank was already up. Jesus, how long had I been asleep for? It was still dark though

I swung my legs out of bed and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. The window was open behind me, letting a soft breeze cool me down. I looked around at the sound of paper fluttering and saw a small piece sitting on the ground. That wasnt there when I went to sleep. I picked it up and read it out loud.

"Gone to kill Cole. Be back soon. Love you. . . MIKEY?!"I jumped to my feet and raced out of the door, running into Pete's bedroom door. I ignored the pain and started pounding on the door.
"You guys Frank's gone to kill Cole!"I shouted,"Get the fuck out here?!"
"For fucks sake Frank!"Mikey groaned loudly. I went back into my bedroom and pulled my clothes on in a rush. When I went back outside Pete and Mikey were already in the lounge stocking up on protection.
"He promised me... He fucking promised,"I muttered as I loaded myself with weapons.

-time lapse-

"I didnt even know this house had a basement,"Mikey muttered as we crept down to the basement, careful not to trip. When I reached the bottom I felt around for the door handle. When I found it I gave my torch to Mikey, put my gun up and very slowly pushed the door open.

"Jesus..."I opened the door fully and took a step in. The room was empty except for a small table with two chairs and three dead bodies. One of them was still sitting at the table, slumped over a game of cards. A broken bottle of something was on the floor next to him. Another body lay bleeding down the steps to the outside doors. And the third body was in front of a door leading into a dark hallway.

"Holy fuck..."I walked right in and tried to avoid stepping in the pools of blood,"I guess he was right... Can one of you call the guys? We might need back up."
"How the fuck is that even possible? Where you think you were is flippen ages away from here,"Mikey was crouching down next to the door, looking at the dead guy as he typed out a text.

"Mikey get away from him,"Pete jumped over a puddle and yanked Mikey to his feet. Mikey glared at him before looking at me and pointing down the dark hallway. A few flickering lights were dotted every few metres but they didnt do much. They only lit up a few side passages and three or four more dead bodies.
"Fuck Frank,"I groaned. This was too far. Killing Cole? Sure. Chloe? Hell yes. But these men had probably been forced into doing this by Malcolm or Cole.
"Come on, lets find him,"Mikey looked to me and Pete for a moment before walking into the sinister dirt halls, gun out and eyes alert. Pete and I followed behind quietly, treading lightly as we tried not to focus on the dead bodies.

We reached an intersection in the scarily silent passage and looked at each other.
"Which way?"Pete whispered.
"I dunno... I think Frank might have gone to the left. Thats towards the stream isnt it?"Mikey shrugged his shoulders,"The guys are on their way."
"He went that way,"I pointed to down the right passageway. There was two more bodies, one close by, the other just legs poking out from round the bend.

"Oh. Come on then,"Mikey started walking again. I was glad he was taking charge of the situation. I certainly couldnt. The fact that Frank had killed these guys put a cold feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"Hold on wait,"I said suddenly, freezing as something reached my ears.
"What is-"Mikey started to say.
"Shhhshsh!"I flapped my hands and listened carefully. It was dead silent.
"Gerard I cant hear-"

"Fuck you!"Someone shouted faintly.
"That-"I slapped at Mikey's arm,"Thats Frank!"I took off. I tried not to step in the blood, I really did, but as I rounded the bend, my eyes were taken off of the ground and were moved to the scene playing out in front of me. And I went down.
"Fuck!"I shouted out, my gun dropping next to me and firing one shot that I felt whiz past my head. I landed on my stomach in in the blood leaking from the young boy's body lying next to me.
"Gerard?"Frank called.
"Gerard!"Mikey shouted.
"Frank!"Pete yelled.

I had no idea what was going on. I was winded and could barely move. But at the sound of cruel laughter, I had to force myself to look up.
"This is like that moment in Shrek two when they're at the dinner table and are shouting everyone's names and then Donkey shouts out 'Donkey' just as the pig lands on the table. Man I love that movie."
"This isn't a movie Cole,"Mikey said in a deadly quiet tone.

Cole was holding Frank by his shirt, holding a gun to his head. My arms trembled as I pushed myself up. I tried taking in a deep breathand succeeded. Mikey and Pete were aiming their guns at Cole but it was pointless really. Mikey's free hand was suddenly on my arm, pulling me to my feet completely.
"Gerard. You got a little something on your shirt,"Cole smirked at me.

Stupidly, I looked down. My shirt was stuck to my chest with blood. At that, Cole started cackling his horrible laugh. I looked back up at him, avoiding looking at Frank. I bent down and picked up my gun.

"So... I have Gerard Way right where I want him and I am stumped as to what I should do... Hmmm,"Cole cocked his head and looked at us all.
"What makes you think you have me where you want me? There's three of us and one of you... Oh. I forgot. You arent that good at maths."I asked him.
His smirk deepened into snarl,"See this is where you're wrong. I've got you cornered. I'm holding a gun to your soon to be ex-boyfriend. You and your friends are surrounded. What more do I need?"

I looked behind to see three guys I vaguely recognised from school and about four others I didnt, all aiming guns at us.
"See? Now I've got more men."
"We're even dick,"I glared at him.
"Ahhh no. We're not. Remember, Frank may be on your side but he is gunless and I do have a gun against his head,"Cole gave Frank a shake. It was then that I finally looked at him. One side of his face was bloody and bruised and he was crying.

"Give me back my boyfriend,"I said quietly and took a step towards him.
"Move any closer and I'll kill him."
"No you wont,"I took another step,"You want to drag out my pain. You're saving Frank for last."
"True... But I can do this,"Cole smiled at me then shot Frank's leg.
"No!"I shouted and lunged forward as Frank screamed out. I tackled Cole and we both went flying to the ground. It was really the perfect timing because at that moment, Ray, Bob, Di, Dewees, Brendon and Ryan showed up and attacked.
It sounded like a gunfight was going on behind me as I wrestled Cole.

"I'm gonna kill everyone you love,"He grunted and flipped us over, landing a punch on my chest.
"No. I wont- let- you!"I brought my knee up and caught him in the balls. I felt my head hit the floor as he punched my nose, unpertubed by my knee to his package. I swung my free fist up and pounded the side of his head. He stumbled.
"HOLD IT!"Someone screeched over the top of everything. Cole and I froze. The gunshots stopped and I edged my head to the side to see over the top of Cole's shoulder. Frank was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily while he aimed a gun at Cole.

Cole scrambled to get off of me, sliding backwards away from me and Frank. I looked to where Pete was holding Mikey up. Mikey was clutching his side, blood leaking through his fingers and his eyes closed. There was blood everywhere and so many bodies were on the ground and I had no idea if anyone I knew was one of them.

"Cole. Stay. Still,"Frank panted. Cole fell against the wall and stared up at Frank. He wasnt so smug now, the bastard. I pulled myself to my feet and moved next to Frank. It took a lot to push aside my anger at him but I did it. I took the gun from him and hooked his arm around my shoulder to help him up.
"Thank you,"He whispered.
"Dont,"I muttered and aimed the gun at Cole.

"Here,"Frank shoved his hand into his pocket and pulled out a needle,"The- the antidote. Jesus christ this is painful."
"Oh god a needle,"I stared at it in horror. Before I could take it from him, Frank bit the cap off and jabbed it into my arm, injecting me with the liquid.
"Ahh fuck!"
"Sorry..."Frank sighed and pulled it out. I took a deep breath, waiting for the stinging to go away, before looking back down at Cole.

"Gerard... You wouldnt kill me would you?"
"No. I'm not a killer. I never have been,"I stared down at him.
"Well then let me kill him,"Frank yanked the gun out of my hands and shot Cole.