Weapon For Love and War (Danger Days and Gerard Way/Party Poison FanFic)

When Amber is told of her special ability, she has to hide it and is told run as far away from BL/ind as possible. And with the help of her older brother Frank, she nearly escapes but one missed shot of a ray gun costs her 6 years of her life, kidnapped by BL/ind she believes she'll never see the outside world again. She begins to be known as the The Weapon to the Killjoys (rebels) over the years, and the fantastic four (Party Poison, Jet Star, Fun Ghoul, Kobra Kid) plan to bring The Weapon down before Korse, leader of BL/ind, can use it to officially take all of the land to himself and rule over the drugged citizens of America. But when they catch The Weapon they realise what it is and more importantly who it is. *I do not own the Danger Days or any of the fantastic four I do own the new made up characters and new things added to the plot of Danger Days. Playlist for all the songs used in the book on spotify, called 'Book Playlist (WFLAW)'. I do not own any of the songs mentioned.

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15. Chapter 14

(Amber's POV)

The guy sat next to me, who had introduced himself as Red Rave, watched intently as Party and Kobra remerged from the corridor. Party looked slightly flushed but very irritated and didn’t even spare a glance at me and Red as he stormed out of the warehouse. Kobra was also slightly irritated as he watched Party exit the warehouse and go outside where I could see that more people had arrived. He turned to me and Red giving a shy smile, “Sorry ‘bout that.” He apologised awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his neck; he knew that we all knew what he was talking about to Party. “Anyway, I see you two have met. Red this is Amber; Ghoul’s sister and Amber this is Red Rave; he’s a friend.” We nodded politely at each other, not bothering to mention that we’d already introduced ourselves anyway. “Yes, well it’s nice to meet you Red; I’ve heard a lot about you.” I said giving Kobra a quick seductive eyebrow flash. He instantly went red and groaned, with me and Red amusingly watching him. “Damn Jet!” he uttered to himself angrily. I giggled to myself as Kobra beckoned Red over and then stormed out much like Party had just before but with Red following after him laughing to himself. Smiling, I jumped up off of the table and wiped off any dust I had collected on my jeans. I turned to walk out but stopped and sighed as I looked out of the doorway. I could see more and more people had arrived and that now nearly all the seats around the fire were nearly all gone, I didn’t really know what to do with myself. I still really didn’t feel like going to a party right now, I just wanted to rest. But I didn’t want to disappoint Frank; I never liked letting him down. Maybe I was just gonna have to suck it up and be a good sister; maybe I’d even have fun. Taking in a deep breath I sighed and walked out of the doorway as confidently as I could.

            There were definitely a lot of new and different people outside, as well as a lot of colour. It was like thousands of rainbows made from people, if a person didn’t have brightly coloured hair then they would have brightly coloured clothes instead. I think it must have been part of their rebellion against BL/ind as I can never remember anyone wearing any colours at all in the headquarters.  I shivered a little thinking of the place but shook it off and looked for Frank or Party. I scanned the crowd for any familiar red or pitch black hair. After a few minutes awkwardly standing there I spotted Frank a few yards away standing up talking to some people just behind some chairs by the fire. As I got closer I saw he was talking to Jet and to some girl with bright blue long hair.

           As I reached them Jet gave me a bright smile, I smiled back and realised that this party wouldn’t be so bad. He tapped Frank on the shoulder and nodded toward me as I stood by Jet. Frank, who seemed to be in a light conversation with the blue haired girl who actually seemed to be just staring at Jet, turned slightly so he could see me and gave a pleased happy smile. I smiled back giving a small hey, that was barely audible. The blue haired girl, who had finally removed her gaze from Jet smiled at me politely and put her hand out saying “You must be Ghoul’s sister, I’m Dotty Spots, but you can call me Dot.” I shook her hand and smiled back, reminding myself to really ask about the names. “Nice to meet you, I’m Amber.” I replied taking my hand back from her rough sweaty one. “Well it’s a pleasure to meet you as well; you’re kind of a celebrity.” She said nicely as Jet and Frank started a conversation of their own.  I was shocked to be honest; me a celebrity? No way. “Really?” I said showing my disbelief.

“Yeah really, come on you’re The Weapon. Everyone wants to talk to you about everything.” Dot said enthusiastically.

Regretting it on the inside I asked “What everything?”

“You know, how you’re a weapon, what it was like in there, if you’re a mutant…” after that her voice faded away, I really didn’t want anyone to know about any of that. I didn’t want people to know I was The Weapon, I wanted to start a new, this was all wrong. And that word ‘mutant’ it just hit me, I could feel the all too familiar tears poking at the back of my eyes. Noticing my sudden drop of mood, Dot stopped talking, “Hey I’m sorry I probably shouldn’t have said that. Are you ok?” she apologised. I nodded, looking down and murmuring “I’m fine I’ve just gotta go, sorry.” Before she could even get a word in I was off, running to the side of the warehouse where it was dark and I could see nobody was around.

         Reaching my destination I pressed my back against the metal rigged wall and slide down, crouching. I took in a shaky deep breath as the tears started to fall, again. I keep breathing in deeply and tried to stop my shaking in attempt to stop the tears. Dot didn’t mean to upset me, but that wound was still raw; I just wasn’t ready to talk about it all. Especially to people who I barely knew. I put my head in my hands and continued to breathe deeply. “We go from kissing to crying so quickly, wow.” A familiar sounding voice stated; breaking my concentration. I looked up and saw Red standing there with a sympathetic smile on his face, which I could only just see in the near darkness. “I saw you running over here and wondered what the fuss was about, are you ok?” He asked putting out a hand to help me up. I took it and shakily stood up, wiping away as many tears as I could but they still continued to fall. “I guess I am yeah, but it’s just-” I started but Red cut me off as he said “I’m gonna go and get Party; I’m not very good at this.”

“Wait! No! Stop!” I shouted but it was too late he’d ran off to find Party. I leaned up against the wall again, thinking of Party’s reaction. Is it going to be awkward because of before? I groaned; I hated Red Rave. This was so going to be so awkward. But maybe he’d be nice and give me a hug, maybe. I think I’d quite like a hug from Party. But what if Red had changed his mind and got one of the other guys instead. Oh no, what if he’d got Frank, I love Frank but I just didn’t want to tell him what was upsetting me; I just wanted comfort. I know that Frank would want to know what was upsetting over giving me hugs, I still loved him though and he was still supportive just in a different-

         Breaking me from my thoughts Party ran round the side of the warehouse. He stood there and stared sympathetically at me while I stared back. Seeing him calmed me down and the tears started falling heavy again. I put my head in my hands sobbing a little, but remembering that Party was watching me I tried to stop it all even though he had sort of brought it all on. I didn’t know why I’d started crying again just through seeing him but I think it was something to do with the fact that I felt so comforted by him without even knowing him properly and that I felt I could just let everything out around him because he wouldn’t care; he would just look after me. But I didn’t know any of this, I just felt it, he just seemed like this. I felt something strong for Party even though I just barely knew him. I was so confused about everything right now.

             Suddenly two strong arms came around me and took me into a warm hug. I let the tears out and put my small arms back around him. “Hey it’ll be ok, it’ll be ok. I’m here now, it’ll be ok.” He mumbled into my hair and I believed him. He repeated his words while rubbing my back and kissing me lightly on the head. Being in his arms for a bit had calmed me and the tears down. He was just so warm and cuddly. Feeling better, I took my head off his chest and looked up at him and back at his eyes, again. “Thank you.” I managed to stutter out. He smiled back at me again, seeming to be staring at me. He gently wiped my eyes and cheeks of my tears, and left his hand on my cheek afterward. We stood there for a while in silence, in the dark, only faintly hearing the conversations of the BBQ behind us, and concentrating only on each other’s eyes. I felt a strange sense of deja-vu and nervousness as we started to lean in nearer to each other. He closed his eyes and I closed mine shortly afterward, our noses nearly touching. Then our lips touched. His lips were soft and gentle brushing mine at first but when my hand moved almost automatically into his hair, the kiss hardened and his hand went into my hair as his other latched around my waist. His hair was smooth and silky much like his lips. As we got closer to each other and I could feel his chest pressing against mine, I also smelt what must have been his cologne, which only enticed me more. I couldn’t believe I was kissing Party, but I didn’t care, it was almost magical to me. I could feel his quickened warm breath against my nose and lips, hopefully meaning the kiss meant as much to him as it did to him. This kiss was definitely confirming my suspicions of a crush on Party; I just hoped he felt the same way about me.

             Breaking our moment was a gasp from behind Party. We both pulled apart immediately to see an angry yet seemingly also slightly upset Frank, as well as a shocked Jet and an amused Red. “Oh shit.” Party breathed looking straight at Frank as he brought his hand up to cover his mouth. Feeling incredibly guilty for kissing Party, I took a step forward wanting to calm Frank down, but he only looked at me with a mix of anger, disgust and disappointment. Then he ran off. 

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Song: Miserable at Best by Mayday Parade

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