((During Gerard's rampage in the previous chapter))


Pete stared from his chair as his Andy and Joe ate on the dining room table. The howls of hell surrounded them as they dug into the flesh of a pregnant woman, tasting her insides. Andy dug his fork into his stomach, making his way around the fetus, "Seems like something is on your mind, brother."

Pete sighed, "Something's not right."

"What do you mean?"

"With Brendon gone, there's no one to watch over hell. He's been doing it since day one and we killed him .. we need to do something about it." Pete stared at the woman's body which was laid out on the table. He inspected her soulless face and smiled, "Looks like I came up with something, boys." He got up from his seat, "Follow me."

Joe stared at the organ on his plate, "We're not done eating."

"Finish later, I need you two."

"For what?" Andy asked as he stood up and followed behind Pete. Joe did the same, licking the blood from his fingertips as he strolled down the hall behind Andy. Pete opened a door which led into an empty room with only lit candles surrounding a pentagram drawn on the ground, "We're going to commence a ritual."

"Which one?"

"Revival."

Andy paused, "No. We can't do that one. If we bring Brendon back-"

"We're not bringing him back. Not in his body anyway-he'll only go on a rampage if we do that. Besides, the only one who can bring back anyone into their own body is Death. And she sure as hell isn't going to bring him back-so we are," Pete pulled out a dagger, "I'm not fucking stupid so we'll bring him back into a powerless stage-a silhouette, basically. We're going to make him out of souls."

"I know the ritual, Pete but he'll still be the same old Brendon and his memories of us and before his death will still be in his mind."

"It won't matter. He's powerless. He'll be nothing but a black cloud." Pete slid the blade across his skin and let the blood drip into the center of the pentagram, "Once we're done, he'll try to escape on earth so we need to act fast to catch him before he does. Got it?"

Andy and Joe glanced at each other before nodding toward their older brother. It didn't take any effort to drip their blood into the pentagram and Pete to finish the ritual. There was a moment of silence before a black cloud erupted from the center of the pentagram. Pete screamed, "Get him!" But it was too late.

Pete panted, "He .. he was so fast-I didn't expect it-"

"No one did. He's driven by rage, Pete. It's like he was waiting to be brought back just so he could escape." Joe took in a deep breath, "Luckily for us, we know where he's going. He's heading after the one person who betrayed him besides us-someone who is weaker than us."

"Gerard." Pete turned to his brothers, "If Brendon tricks Gerard, he'll manipulate Gerard into doing what Brendon wanted to finish-"

"Sacrificing Frank." Andy tightened his jaw, "Look what you did, Pete!"

"Shut up! Don't you dare raise your fucking voice at me," Pete added in, "we'll get him back. Besides, Gerard isn't stupid enough to fall for Brendon's tricks."

Joe shook his head, "You're right. But you also have to remember that Gerard doesn't remember Brendon and what Brendon was attempting to do. Brendon has a clean shot at making Gerard his bitch again."

"Then why are you standing here?" Pete said, "Go. Now."

Notes

It might feel rushed because it kinda was. I'm really tired. Fucking Pete am I right? xo