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.


27. Chapter 26

(Amber's POV)

I was thrashing, banging, screaming, shouting, crying and shaking, I wanted it break that damn door down and go back. It was like I'd been given a taste of my biggest wish and then had it crushed before my very eyes. My voice was aching, I'd been shouting for about 30 minutes but I wasn't going to give up. 

"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, LET ME GO, DONT HURT THEM, PLEASE!" I begged Korse as he simply paced back forth angrily in his own little world, ignoring me. I shouted louder just for no reaction. I couldn't leave them please and I don't think I could survive them leaving me either. 

A pretty beat up drac came running down the corridor, his riot uniform smoking at different points from the ray gun hits he must have taken. Once he'd reached us he stayed emotionless and still until Korse stopped his pathetic pacing and asked him to report. "Estimated 26 dracs killed, 3 injured, another 21 unharmed." He said rhythmically like a robot. That meant they'd sent 50 dracs out there, that was mental and impossible to beat, I shut myself up with shock. They had to be ok, please say they're ok. "Estimated 39 killjoys attacked us, sir, we have killed 28, another 8 have fled into another part of the building. We have captured the main 3 as commanded sir, we are ready for your arrival." 

28 dead, 28 died to try and save me, or maybe it was to defeat BL/ind. Who cares really, 28 people, real people with real lives had died for what they believed in. They must have been so strong and courageous, my tears were shed slightly faster for them.

And those 3 they must have been who I thought they were they must be. They must be Party, Frank and Jet. They had to be, I was glad they weren't dead but they would probably have things much worse than death done to them now they were Korse's prisoners. I had to see them, I had to try and save them, somehow. They'd done so much for me, saved me so many times and they loved me almost as much as I loved them; I had to save them, I just had to. 

Korse was patting down his white suit and bow tie as he took out his white ray gun and kissed it. He turned to me and winked, that devilish smirk playing on his lips. "Take her back to her cell while I clean up the mess." He laughed patting the drac on the back like he was an old friend, to which he had no reaction. "Please, Korse," I think that was the first time I'd ever really said his name aloud, it sent shivers down my spine and churned my stomach up, "Just let me see them, one last time. Please." I begged him, still on my knees, tears running down my face, I had to see them, I had to save them. 

He stayed silent for about 30 seconds only my breathing being audible or my ears. Then making me jump back and hit the door; he laughed, he laughed so loudly and obnoxiously that it ripped a hole in my chest. He shook his head, grinning like a wild hound. The drac came up to me and picked me up like a toddler, his hands under my struggling arms. 

My mind panicked, I couldn't just be sat in a cage while my family were brutally murdered. I screamed out, saying no. Then I spotted it, in a holder on his waist was a white ray gun, the drac had no idea I'd reach for it and put it against his head. He paused looked at me blankly. I wanted to shoot him but he was already dead. 

Korse saw the interaction and laughed telling the drac to put me down, which he did. "And what do you think you're going to be doing with that my darling?" He laughed at me, so I pointed the gun at him. I saw out of the corner of my eye the drac go to attack me but Korse shook his head and he froze. "This." I answered shakily as I pulled a lucky shot at the lock on the door to the stage. It blew open, and I backed out of it slowly not letting my gun or my eyes leave Korse. 

Walking onto that stage I felt a sense of deja-vu, but there was no audience they had scattered, leaving the room almost empty. Now it was filled with that fragrance of blood and dead bodies. I tried to contain a sob as I almost walked into that blue haired girl from the BBQ, lying on the floor with her brains next to her. My hands shook the cold gun wobbling uncontrollably. 

Korse entered the room, no sign of fear on him. He tutted shaking his head, my eyes didn't leave him, scared. "And what are you going to do? Kill me?" He asked loudly a smile on his face. I tried to nod but I didn't know if I could, I hated this man, no it was more than hate. He had taken by life away by giving it to me. He was the devil in human form. But I didn't know if I could actually kill someone, even though he wasn't fully human, I didn't have it in me. The gun dropped, now pointing at the floor in the same direction as the tears. "There's my good girl." He smiled.

Then it hit me. 

I raised the gun to my head, my life wasn't as valuable as everyone thought, and if I died this would all end. Right? MY hand shook as I heard an intake of breath from the side of me. I turned and there they were; Party, Frank and Jet. They had 2 dracs each holding them down.

Jet looked dead, it made me go pale, he was limp in the dracs arms. His curly hair fell in front of his face, one of his hands covered completely in blood dripping onto the floor. 

Party looked so similar to Jet it hurt. He too was limp the only thing keeping him up was the dracs. His eyelids fluttered and twitched, giving me little hope. I could feel my knees weaken as he hung there in the arms of the dracs.

Frank's eyes were wide open with shock and terror. He was alive, and i let out a breath thankful for that at least. But his hair dripped with blood and his face was plastered with pure fear. He shook his head, begging me not to do this. I looked back at Party reminding myself why I had to. 

I closed my eyes, my whole body trembling and my heart beating at an impossible pace. I remembered the things I was dying for, Party and his red head was in my head. I remembered the times I kissed him, how it had felt being in his arms. I remembered looking into those eyes and seeing a future I could never have, seeing the love that he felt for me and seeing my love reflected back. I pictured his face smiling, something so simple that was so special. I felt his love and it gave me strength. I remembered being in Frank's arms and Jet's and how I loved them all. 

Then I pulled the trigger. 

And I waited, thinking maybe time had slowed since these were my last moments but nothing. Then making my eyes shoot open was Korse's cackling. He was bent over full on laughing. "You think I'd let you near a loaded gun, darling." I could see actual tears of happiness and enjoyment in his eyes, as my plan was ripped to shreds. I threw the gun at the wall in anger, hearing a dent being formed. I looked back a the guys, Frank looking almost content. And Party, I could see his eyes. he was alive. I smiled covering my mouth, it almost made me glad the gun hadn't worked. He looked so pained and pale and he just looked at me. I couldn't read what he was feeling but I didn't care he was ok and that's all that mattered. 

I looked back over at jet but still just saw an almost lifeless body, and that dread just came crawling back. I looked over at Horse who had calmed down now. He was still smirking and started to walk over to me. "You stupid little mutant." He muttered before he kicked me in the stomach. I was launched backwards, no longer able t breathe. I hit the floor hard, smacking my head, feeling the blood trickle down my face. It felt like I had been stabbed. 

I heard his bellowing footsteps getting closer. He reached, I was only able to make out his blurry black shoes before he grabbed my hair and tugged me up roughly. he knelt down to my level and licked the blood up of the side of my face. "You wouldn't do that again. You won't will you?" He whispered into my ear. I didn't answer, I just let myself by hung by my hair. I see the irritation on his face grow. "WILL YOU?!" He screams in my face. I just spat in his face, I didn't care what he did to me, nothing would hurt as much as not being able to have the people I loved. 

He roared angrily like a lion, and threw me across the stage, closer to Frank. I tried to get up but my side was grazed and my stomach was in agony, my arms just gave way. I fell back down. I heard Franka nd Party shout for me, but I couldn't respond. 

"Do you see what's happened, killjoys? Do you see what I have to reduce her to? I have given her everything; my love, a home, a cause worth fighting for, even a family. And this is how she repays me; suicide. It's stupid! FIND SOME DIGNITY WOMAN!" He yelled. "To get her to just cooperate I have to beat her like this. You should see her in bed, jeez. She is the most important woman in the world and she has to look like this 90% of the time to be that important. It pains me really." He finished walking over to me to kick me over so I was on my back looking up at him. "Such a disappointment." he shook his head, kneeling down and stroking my face. I squinted and wriggle trying to get away, he hands so cold it burnt my skin. 

"PLEASE JUST LET HER GO!" Frank screamed, struggling against the dracs. 

Korse got up and looked at him, calculating something in that brain he apparently had. He turned around and picked up a red gun from the ground. He looked at it and pointed it at the nearest drac. Pulling the triggers the drac fell to the ground. He nodded pleased and then put it inside his jacket. 

"Why?" He asked simply.

"Because she's my sister." He pleaded as I tried to sit up, succeeding this time. I looked at him, seeing those tears.  

"Ugh boring." Korse announced pretending to yawn. 

"Then at least let me say goodbye." He said defeated and sad. I looked at him, shocked at his pessimism. 

Korse waved his hand and nodded, making the two dracs holding him, let him go. He fell the ground first, weak and shocked. As was I. But then he looked up seeing Korse now facing the other way and ran towards me. Out the corner of my eye, I saw Korse take out the red gun, but I had no sight of what happened next. 

The sound of a ray gun echoed throughout the hall. I followed the yellow spark all the way to Frank's chest. His face screamed in pain as a deafening screech feel from his lips. I screamed in sync, as his body hit the floor, blood splattering around his from his back and chest. 

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." I repeated crawling over to his body. I held his face looking at him through the tears. "Frank? Frankie stay with me stay with me." I pleaded seeing his eyes close and open but only to close again. I panicked, I wasn't going to lose him. I ripped my dress and held it against his chest, it quickly turned red. "Frank, please stay with me. You're gonna be ok, you're gonna be fine." I held his face with my now blood stained hand. He brought his hand up over mine and smiled through the pain. "I...love...you...I'm...so...proud...to...to...to...be....your....brother." He coughed out slowly, seeming almost content to go. But he couldn't go, he couldn't. I don't know if I could do it all without him.

"Then be my brother and be ok, be strong you're gonna make it." I pleaded screaming, please.

"Frank I need you please." I cried. He lifted his hand to my face smiling. I held it, savouring the warmth. "I need you please, you're my brother. I love you. Please, Frank, you mean so much not just to me but everyone, you're so important. You're the only family I've got left, please. Frank just don't leave me, I'm scared. I love you." I remembered those nights where dad had taken it a little too far and I was in my room hungry and he'd sneak up a doughnut. Or when he use to come back from tour and give me those hugs and give me those gifts. Or how he'd come to hell on earth just to save me. I love him.

I watched his eyes as they took me in, at that moment I saw the light behind them go off. It was like someone had just flicked a switch and all the Frank in his eyes were gone. Then his hand went limp in mine, I felt it go cold and the life leaves his body. A smile stayed constant on his face with his eyes wide open, teasing me. "NO!" I screamed, shaking him. "FRANK!" I sobbed uncontrollably this couldn't be happening this couldn't be happening. I lay down on his chest wanting to hear a heartbeat or feel some warmth but there was nothing. I lay there hugging him. He wasn't gone he wasn't, this was just some horrible dream that I'd wake up from in a bit. I swear I would. He meant the world to me, he was my parent and my best friend. He would always protect me and teach me new things. He'd help me through anything and everything like Courtney's death. He couldn't be gone. "PLEASE!" I yelled, hearing the sniffles of Party behind me.  

Korse had killed him, taken another life. He ruined my life that bit more, he'd taken him away from me, just for fun. I hated him and now I had that courage I didn't have before. I grabbed Frank's green gun from his side and kissed him on the head before standing slowly and once again raising the gun to Korse. 

"You killed him." I stated angrily with sobs and tears continuously escaping. 

He laughed that obnoxious stupid laugh that made my hairs stand on end. "No shit sherlock." He joked. 

"YOU KILLED HIM!" I yelled shooting the floor by him, showing him just how serious I was, my shaky hand failing me. 

"Alright darling put the gun down, it gonna be ok." He said nodding to someone behind me and before I knew it I was tackled to the floor by a drac. He pulled the gun off me, the last part of Frank I had and threw it away. 

I sobbed giving up, they'd taken him. 

Images of him flashed in my head, I couldn't believe I'd never see him again, I'd never see that smile again. I never have a hug from him again. 

The drac dragged me up and out of the room back to that dreaded cell. I could hear Party and jet's solemn feet being dragged behind me. 

They'd taken with him a little part of all of us.


SONG OF THE MOMENT: So Cold by Ben Cocks 

(again) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ga94wVeFBac


Without Him by Christina Grimmie


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