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There he stood, the wind whipping through his hair. The black hair framed his face, barely disguising those furious black eyes. He stood above the blood patch that belonged to his brother. I had been about an hour after Mikey had been shot before he had arrived home. He told Gerard of how Frank was taken, of how he had pretended to be dead to get away. At the news of Frank’s kidnapping, his rage had grown to phenomenal extents. He wouldn’t let them get away with this.
No one hurt someone who belonged to the Way clan.
He marched forward; he bit his lip trying to calm himself to that he could remain focused on the task at hand. He had to find Frank before they did anything to him. Frank’s parents both had different reactions to the situation. Shadows rage had almost torn apart their house, and Zacky ordered everyone around in the hunt for Frank. But when it had reached the time period of 7 months of Frank being missing, almost everyone gave him. But Gerard would never give up, and when he found the people who did this, he was going to get a little creative.
His foot crunched down onto something metal. He lent down and picked up the blood-coated pendant. It was Frank’s, he could remember it vividly, Zacky had given it to hi as a welcome home present. He could almost smell the remnants of Frankie’s fear on the little silver plated necklace. Gerard’s black eyes glanced up the little pathway that travelled deeper into the forest.
Standing to his feet he began his walk along the trail. As he continued along the trail he had walked a million times before, he glanced around looking for anything that he might have missed the other times that he had been there. Anything would be better than nothing; he was following an invisible instinct at the moment. As he continued on for hours of walking, he felt he anger, frustration, worry and loss pump through his veins. With an aggravated cry he punched his hand through the nearest tree to him. He lent his forehead against it biting his bottom lip. He had never been able to tell Frank. He had never told Frank that he loved him; then again at the time he had not been aware of his feelings. Oh how much it hurt to realise how much you miss something once it is gone.
Gerard’s head shot up as an agonised scream that he would recognise anywhere but he prayed to never hear, ripped through the forest around him. His muscles tensed and he shot off in the direction. His speed picking up, faster than he had even run in his life. The world whipping by him. He looked around frantically to find where the source of the sound was. Another scream erupted to Gerard’s right, he ran and stood atop a hill. At the base was a run down looking warehouse, he could hear panic in the humans voices as they discussed hurriedly.
“ we need to shut him up or the vampires will be down on us” one pleaded.
“ I know but how do we do that and beside the vampires have abandoned him a long time ago”
Gerard growled and ran forward appearing behind the second man, he gripped his neck and lent down so his breath brushed along the back of the man’s neck.
“ oh I wouldn’t be so sure about that” he hissed before digging his fangs in and ripping out a chunk of his neck. He spat out the vile flesh from his mouth and pounced on the rest of the humans like a rabid dog. Tearing them to shreds.
He stood in the aftermath, the wind still whipping around him, but now the snow on the ground was painted red, little trickles of the fluid danced down his cheek, and he smirked as he liked it off of his cheek admiring his handy work.
He spun around panicked as that screamed sounded again. he ran fast down the alls searching for the source of the sound he prayed he would never have to hear again after this day. He swung open the door and his eyes widened in shock at what he saw.
There Frank lay, writhing on the ground, blood coating his arms from where he had torn the flesh under the cold metallic handcuffs. His lip was flowing with blood from the amount of times that he had torn into it. He was thing and his skin looked sickly.
Gerard ran over to his side and gripped his cheeks gently and forced the young fertile to meet his eyes. He tried to restrain his emotion, holding the liquid prisoner at the base of his eyes.
“ Come on Frankie, its ok, its me Gerard, come back to me Frankie,” he cooed, stroking the matted hair and looking into those wild eyes. He wiped away the blood that he could from Frank’s mouth. He continued to caress his cheeks and look into his eyes. He wanted his Frankie back. He would have his Frankie back.
“It’s my fault, its all my fault” Frank chanted to himself.
“ What is sugar?” Gerard questioned gently.
“ I killed him” Gerard’s eyes widened at this. He gripped Frankie to him. Stroking his hair and hid Frank’s head in his shoulder so that he couldn’t see the tears running down Gerard’s face. Gerard griped his Frank tight to his body.
“No darling, you didn't. Mikey is still alive Sugar” he cooed softly. He felt the convulsing of Frank halt for a moment, as he paused to process this new information he was being told. He just continued to hold him, and comfort him; he would be here for Frank for as long as was needed. He felt Frank pull against him, so he allowed the fertile to sit up. He looked into Frank’s eyes only to have him staring back. He knew what the fertile was doing; he was looking for any sign of a lie hidden deep within Gerard’s eyes. He would find none. Mikey indeed was alive.
Frank collapsed back in Gerard chest, tears of relief falling down both his and Gerard’s face, Frank the happiest he had been in awhile, knowing that his best friend was still out there, that he hadn’t taken away one of the most important things to him. Gerard just grateful to have his Frank back, determined to protect him, he would never let anything every happen to Frank. He would always bet there as long as his fertile needed him.
He would be his knight in shining armour.
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hope you guys like it and i am just proud of myself posting three times in a row XD, especially since i am falling asleep typing it. so please give me the benefit of the doubt if there is any problems grammar/spelling wise.
No one hurt someone who belonged to the Way clan.
He marched forward; he bit his lip trying to calm himself to that he could remain focused on the task at hand. He had to find Frank before they did anything to him. Frank’s parents both had different reactions to the situation. Shadows rage had almost torn apart their house, and Zacky ordered everyone around in the hunt for Frank. But when it had reached the time period of 7 months of Frank being missing, almost everyone gave him. But Gerard would never give up, and when he found the people who did this, he was going to get a little creative.
His foot crunched down onto something metal. He lent down and picked up the blood-coated pendant. It was Frank’s, he could remember it vividly, Zacky had given it to hi as a welcome home present. He could almost smell the remnants of Frankie’s fear on the little silver plated necklace. Gerard’s black eyes glanced up the little pathway that travelled deeper into the forest.
Standing to his feet he began his walk along the trail. As he continued along the trail he had walked a million times before, he glanced around looking for anything that he might have missed the other times that he had been there. Anything would be better than nothing; he was following an invisible instinct at the moment. As he continued on for hours of walking, he felt he anger, frustration, worry and loss pump through his veins. With an aggravated cry he punched his hand through the nearest tree to him. He lent his forehead against it biting his bottom lip. He had never been able to tell Frank. He had never told Frank that he loved him; then again at the time he had not been aware of his feelings. Oh how much it hurt to realise how much you miss something once it is gone.
Gerard’s head shot up as an agonised scream that he would recognise anywhere but he prayed to never hear, ripped through the forest around him. His muscles tensed and he shot off in the direction. His speed picking up, faster than he had even run in his life. The world whipping by him. He looked around frantically to find where the source of the sound was. Another scream erupted to Gerard’s right, he ran and stood atop a hill. At the base was a run down looking warehouse, he could hear panic in the humans voices as they discussed hurriedly.
“ we need to shut him up or the vampires will be down on us” one pleaded.
“ I know but how do we do that and beside the vampires have abandoned him a long time ago”
Gerard growled and ran forward appearing behind the second man, he gripped his neck and lent down so his breath brushed along the back of the man’s neck.
“ oh I wouldn’t be so sure about that” he hissed before digging his fangs in and ripping out a chunk of his neck. He spat out the vile flesh from his mouth and pounced on the rest of the humans like a rabid dog. Tearing them to shreds.
He stood in the aftermath, the wind still whipping around him, but now the snow on the ground was painted red, little trickles of the fluid danced down his cheek, and he smirked as he liked it off of his cheek admiring his handy work.
He spun around panicked as that screamed sounded again. he ran fast down the alls searching for the source of the sound he prayed he would never have to hear again after this day. He swung open the door and his eyes widened in shock at what he saw.
There Frank lay, writhing on the ground, blood coating his arms from where he had torn the flesh under the cold metallic handcuffs. His lip was flowing with blood from the amount of times that he had torn into it. He was thing and his skin looked sickly.
Gerard ran over to his side and gripped his cheeks gently and forced the young fertile to meet his eyes. He tried to restrain his emotion, holding the liquid prisoner at the base of his eyes.
“ Come on Frankie, its ok, its me Gerard, come back to me Frankie,” he cooed, stroking the matted hair and looking into those wild eyes. He wiped away the blood that he could from Frank’s mouth. He continued to caress his cheeks and look into his eyes. He wanted his Frankie back. He would have his Frankie back.
“It’s my fault, its all my fault” Frank chanted to himself.
“ What is sugar?” Gerard questioned gently.
“ I killed him” Gerard’s eyes widened at this. He gripped Frankie to him. Stroking his hair and hid Frank’s head in his shoulder so that he couldn’t see the tears running down Gerard’s face. Gerard griped his Frank tight to his body.
“No darling, you didn't. Mikey is still alive Sugar” he cooed softly. He felt the convulsing of Frank halt for a moment, as he paused to process this new information he was being told. He just continued to hold him, and comfort him; he would be here for Frank for as long as was needed. He felt Frank pull against him, so he allowed the fertile to sit up. He looked into Frank’s eyes only to have him staring back. He knew what the fertile was doing; he was looking for any sign of a lie hidden deep within Gerard’s eyes. He would find none. Mikey indeed was alive.
Frank collapsed back in Gerard chest, tears of relief falling down both his and Gerard’s face, Frank the happiest he had been in awhile, knowing that his best friend was still out there, that he hadn’t taken away one of the most important things to him. Gerard just grateful to have his Frank back, determined to protect him, he would never let anything every happen to Frank. He would always bet there as long as his fertile needed him.
He would be his knight in shining armour.
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hope you guys like it and i am just proud of myself posting three times in a row XD, especially since i am falling asleep typing it. so please give me the benefit of the doubt if there is any problems grammar/spelling wise.
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