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Frank’s eyes flickered open after lying in silence for a while. He found he was lying atop a bed. It was four-poster, with detailed carvings encrypting themselves up the oak posts. The red silk lay delicately over his small form. He slowly sat up and glanced around the room. There was a back desk in the corner with a tall dark book shelve positioned directly next to that. The floor length curtains were a deep blood red in colour. The carpet a Smokey grey, there appeared to be no other form of life in he room apart from that I Frank. Confusion entranced him as he began to think back to how he had gotten here.

Those eyes, that voice. They were telling him something. Then Frank felt the familiar panic rise deep within his chest. A fertile? No he couldn’t be. He ran over to the mirror hidden in the adjoining bathroom. Starring deep into his reflection, he began nitpicking his appearance. His skin, it was like snow, his eyes were a wickedly strong shade of hazel. He took that last test, opening his mouth he focused hard and slowly he saw his canines begin to elongate. He let out a cry of fear and stumbled back landing on his back on the cold bathroom tiles. Footsteps hurried to where he lay and he felt familiar cool hands hold his cheeks. His eyes met those strong hazel ones and he felt himself begin to loose himself within their depths. His breathing began to move in time with the boy before him’s.

“ Shhh Sugar your ok now” the taller boy cooed pulling Frank closer to him, running his long fingers delicately through Frank’s locks. As the heart in Frank’s chest began to swell with comfort and affection.

“W-who are you” Frank timidly voiced the question that had been bothering him for a while now.
“ I am Gerard Arthur Way,” he said studying Frank’s reaction to that.

Frank’s eyes widened as his heart picked up it’s pace. This was THE Gerard Arthur Way, the one known to so many as just Satan’s Jester. He was the most feared Vampire Dom in existence. But as Frank thought more over it. He realised, this Dom didn't frighten him, in fact he calmed in. Frank began to relax back into Gerard’s chest.

“ What’s your name little one?” Gerard purred soothingly to the tiny fertile resting in his lap. He had felt that blind panic in the hall before the smaller boy passed out; it had taken everything of his being to remain calm during the little episode. He felt anger in his soul at the mere thought of what had happened to the smaller boy in his past. Being raised as a human, the mere thought sickened Gerard beyond belief.

“ Frank Anthony Iero” he breathed out, still hypnotized by Gerard’s presence. He felt Gerard stiffen above him, before turning and looking him directly in the eyes.

“ Iero? Is that what you said?”

“ Yeah why?” confusion capturing Frank again at the cryptic nature of the entire situation.
He was even more startled as Gerard shot to his feet puling Frank with him. Pulling Frank behind him down the hall he came to stop in front of giant oak doors, before knocking on the hard wood.

“Come in” the voice on the other side boomed out frightening little Frankie.

Gerard pushed the door aside and looked at the man behind the desk. Hi and Gerard shared a startling resemblance, same black hair, and those hazel eyes were identical, but they were he only things Frank could find in this little period of time.

“ Father, what was the middle name of Shadows and vengeance’s child?”

“ Iero why?” Gerard looked his father in the eyes urgently before pushing Frank in front of him and holding him there comfortingly.

“This is Frank Anthony Iero” Gerard said strongly looking his father directly in the eyes, only to see his father’s eyes widen shocked before he reached for the phone.

“ Gerard take him back to your room and keep him there. Stay with him” he said as he ushered he boys out of the room whilst dialling a phone number. He closed the door behind them, and Frank barely had any time to register what had happened before Gerard had whisked him back the safety of his room.

Frank barely had time to get comfortable in the room, before he bolted to his feet in fear when he heard a door being slammed open. He stood stock still as he heard hurried footsteps and voices.

“ Where is he” came a panicked voice.

“ Sh Zacky calm down or you’ll scare him, when I get my hands on those humans they will wish they were dead” hissed a much more masculine voice than the first, which Frank assumed was Zacky.

“ He is with Gerard bu… Wait” Frank had just heard Mr. Way’s voice before the door before him flew open. His eyes met with familiar green ones. He didn't know where he had seen them before, but it tugged at something deep within his heart. He knew this person; he wanted to hold this person. He didn't what it was but the emotions were strong, it took all he had not to lunge at this strange person and hug him right here and now.

Frank saw a bigger man, a huge man in fact walk in behind the man standing before him. Frank’s eyes met his and he saw them widen in shock. Before Frank had time to figure out the situation, the smaller man was holding him tightly to his chest. Confusion once again washed over Frank. Why could no one outright just tell him what was going on? He felt anger and frustration bubble up within him. He pulled away from the fertile before him and let everything go.

“ Someone tell me what is going on!” he shouted tears of frustration dancing in his eyes as he looked between the two people before him. He saw a look of confusion then sadness swim over the smaller man’s eyes. He took a step forward his hand outstretched towards Frank. Frank in turn taking a step back, not going anywhere near anyone until he was told what was going on.

“ Frank, Frankie” the fertile before him stumbled over himself before he gripped the hand of the Dom behind him and took a confident step towards Frank.

“We’re your parents.”