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Ghost Stories

Chapter Two: Welcome To The Black Parade

The black mass is coming straight for me. Oh shit this is it, Satan has come to collect my soul and send me into eternal damnation in his dark kingdom. But then I see something peculiar as the black mass becomes clearer and more distinct, I see a parade float and hundreds of people in black, Victorian era style clothing. When did hell become so gothic? Some hold black flags others hold bouquets of flowers and most hold nothing. The beat of the snare drum continues and grows more intense as the parade moves closer to me. Then I see them. A short man with black hair and a tall woman with long pastel blonde hair, they both wear black parade uniforms as they stand on the float. Both of the people or creatures look dead. In fact all of them look dead. The float eventually stops right in front of me but of course I cannot move nor speak, I can only watch the two strangers near. The man studies me his glimmering hazel eyes move all over my features, his eyes scan every inch of my transparent body. His deathly pale face remains expressionless until his eyes are finished ‘inspecting’ me and his lips curl into a slight smirk. He then says something in an unknown language and I can feel myself gaining control of my body once again, the transparency fades and I can see my limbs for the first time in forever. Then I drop from the air suddenly landing hard on my ass. “Shit.” I mutter from the slight pain that I just endured. The man holds out his hand offering his help, I grab it and feel his cold touch, sending a shiver though my body. He helps me on my feet once again as I smile and relish this moment of being slightly human once again. But I still am dead, however, considering I no longer breathe.
“Welcome to the black parade, Gerard Way,” The man says while motioning to the parade behind him, “My name is Frank Iero, and my partner here is Birdie Lux.” The blonde woman waved and smiled at me. I returned her greeting with a hesitant wave. “I’m sure you have a lot of questions but right now we must get out of here before The Master finds us.”

Notes

I'm sorry for it being so short and shitty but it's more of a filler chapter than anything, I promise another update coming very soon. I love you :)

Comments

I like the 2nd and 5th ones :)

Jemima Jemima
7/9/15

I like If Your Life Had a Face, I Would Punch It and You Only Live Forever in the Lights You Make.

Jemima Jemima
7/9/15

I like If Your Life Had a Face, I Would Punch It and You Only Live Forever in the Lights You Make.

Jemima Jemima
7/9/15

@Jemima
Thank you so much, I really appreciate it. And you're right I shouldn't think everything I write is terrible. Thanks again, you definitely just made my day. :)

@Fantastic_Posing_Greed

It was an awesome chapter, please don't think it's shit and not well written because that isn't true. It's really good. xx

Jemima Jemima
7/5/15