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Flames laced my vision. Screams followed. Ruins lay around me of old building; fragments of the once great walls littered the ground in fragments. The flames licked maliciously at my legs as I scampered through the rubble. Screams echoed from the bodies littering the ground. Though none appeared to show any form life. Their eyes wide in fear, faces frozen in that fragmented time of the day they died. The screams of the agony echoing around the decaying forms. Limbs were separated from the rest of their body. The blood was painting the ground a haunting colour, staining the earth in the nightmare of this day.
Tears leaked down my face as I approached a body that lay in the centre. The mop of black hair taunting me as I approached. My hands clenched at my sides, I had seen a lot of carnage but nothing truly hit home like this. The bombs had arrived before we could. Many fertiles’ and children lost their lives, their fight.
But this body that lay before me seemed to be calling to me. This body was in the heart of the carnage of the safe house that once stood as a sanctuary, but now stands a burial stone. As I drew closer I noted the fact that this fertile was holding a small bundle in his arms. As though he had tried to protect this bundle with everything. Including his own life.
I rounded around the fertile to get a better look. It is when I saw the wide and terrified hazel eyes starring at my own, but missing that spark of life that I felt my blood run cold. I heard screaming in the distance, and it took me a moment to realise it was me. I ran forward and grabbed the cold face in my hands delicately, pleading and sobbing to the dead form of my love. I looked at the bundle nestled in his arms.
“No, no no.” I chanted to myself as I pulled the bundle’s blanket away from its face. The eyes were closed as though they were asleep, but I could see the tell tale signs of death. I screamed and bunched debris beside me and fell to my knees sobbing. The one reason I was fighting, was now lying out under the elements, slowly decaying away from me.
I kissed his cold lips one more time before I took a human’s gun that lay beside me and placed it to my head. Sobbing I stroked his face as I took off the safety.
“I’m sorry Frankie, I’m coming for you and bandit. Together forever right” with that I pulled the trigger.
“Gerard!” I was shaken awake by a large hand and looked up to meet the deep chocolate eyes of Brian Haner. I sighed and got to my feet and looked at him. He looked stressed and worried. It was only then that I noted the slight dampness coating my cheeks. It would appear that I had started crying from my vivid dream. It was hard to remain positive where I was.
“Are you alrigh-“
“I’m fine Brian, thanks for asking” I muttered and walked off and away from the other Dom. Life of the front lines could be stressful. I looked around at all of the other Dom’s who lay nestled amongst the Debris. I looked over all of them and to the large flames that were now setting free the traumatized souls of the safe house that we had found in ruins.
The humans had done something unforgiveable. Slaughtering helpless little fertiles and their children. It was despicable. They would pay for it. I would make sure that they each got what they truly deserved; this is why we had taken over in the first place. Humans were cruel and uncaring creatures. They were selfish and never did anything unless it was for their own gain. They would cheat and lie and hurt each other just to climb that disgusting social ladder. It is exactly this nature that had made them weak in the first place. This was why the Vampires had taken over, to spare the earth of suffering under their stupid and harmful reign.
I walked past the carnage and stood atop the cliff that looked down at the city below me. The city that was dressed in fire. The flames ate at any evidence of life that had once sought refuge amongst its walls. All of this cities inhabitants were dead, as the buildings screamed from the pain of the fire that was eating its immobile prey.
The reason that this rang home was the fact that I could have hit my home. The one holding my mate and the light of my life, my daughter. I would kill myself before I let any harm befall them. This was a safe house that was protected on a daily basis. To think that they would stoop so low as to harm innocents, it was sickening. The fact that they would knowingly bring the death of children and infants; this is what spurred me on. It gave me the fire to charge into battle each and everyday. To ensure that this wouldn’t happen to anyone else, to make sure that my own family was kept safe.
The wind blew the scent of death into my nose, I cringed before turning back to the camp site set up, meandering through the debris I grabbed my pack and prepared to head out for another day of war. This pattern was tiresome, and it would scare me forever. But I knew that this was something that I would have to do. I would suffer the necessary pain. So that I could return home a worthy Dom, to lie in the arms of my Fertile and have my little girl resting safely in my arms. Would do anything to have that.
Bandit and Frank were the reason I woke up in the morning and could find the strength to fight on. To go out on that frontline, watch my friends and family die. Just to bring down that man that threatened their existence. And as long as Frank was holding on, so would I. I would hold on long enough to see him and Bandit again. As long as they drew breath, I would fight till the ends of the earth.
Because my earth was them.
Tears leaked down my face as I approached a body that lay in the centre. The mop of black hair taunting me as I approached. My hands clenched at my sides, I had seen a lot of carnage but nothing truly hit home like this. The bombs had arrived before we could. Many fertiles’ and children lost their lives, their fight.
But this body that lay before me seemed to be calling to me. This body was in the heart of the carnage of the safe house that once stood as a sanctuary, but now stands a burial stone. As I drew closer I noted the fact that this fertile was holding a small bundle in his arms. As though he had tried to protect this bundle with everything. Including his own life.
I rounded around the fertile to get a better look. It is when I saw the wide and terrified hazel eyes starring at my own, but missing that spark of life that I felt my blood run cold. I heard screaming in the distance, and it took me a moment to realise it was me. I ran forward and grabbed the cold face in my hands delicately, pleading and sobbing to the dead form of my love. I looked at the bundle nestled in his arms.
“No, no no.” I chanted to myself as I pulled the bundle’s blanket away from its face. The eyes were closed as though they were asleep, but I could see the tell tale signs of death. I screamed and bunched debris beside me and fell to my knees sobbing. The one reason I was fighting, was now lying out under the elements, slowly decaying away from me.
I kissed his cold lips one more time before I took a human’s gun that lay beside me and placed it to my head. Sobbing I stroked his face as I took off the safety.
“I’m sorry Frankie, I’m coming for you and bandit. Together forever right” with that I pulled the trigger.
“Gerard!” I was shaken awake by a large hand and looked up to meet the deep chocolate eyes of Brian Haner. I sighed and got to my feet and looked at him. He looked stressed and worried. It was only then that I noted the slight dampness coating my cheeks. It would appear that I had started crying from my vivid dream. It was hard to remain positive where I was.
“Are you alrigh-“
“I’m fine Brian, thanks for asking” I muttered and walked off and away from the other Dom. Life of the front lines could be stressful. I looked around at all of the other Dom’s who lay nestled amongst the Debris. I looked over all of them and to the large flames that were now setting free the traumatized souls of the safe house that we had found in ruins.
The humans had done something unforgiveable. Slaughtering helpless little fertiles and their children. It was despicable. They would pay for it. I would make sure that they each got what they truly deserved; this is why we had taken over in the first place. Humans were cruel and uncaring creatures. They were selfish and never did anything unless it was for their own gain. They would cheat and lie and hurt each other just to climb that disgusting social ladder. It is exactly this nature that had made them weak in the first place. This was why the Vampires had taken over, to spare the earth of suffering under their stupid and harmful reign.
I walked past the carnage and stood atop the cliff that looked down at the city below me. The city that was dressed in fire. The flames ate at any evidence of life that had once sought refuge amongst its walls. All of this cities inhabitants were dead, as the buildings screamed from the pain of the fire that was eating its immobile prey.
The reason that this rang home was the fact that I could have hit my home. The one holding my mate and the light of my life, my daughter. I would kill myself before I let any harm befall them. This was a safe house that was protected on a daily basis. To think that they would stoop so low as to harm innocents, it was sickening. The fact that they would knowingly bring the death of children and infants; this is what spurred me on. It gave me the fire to charge into battle each and everyday. To ensure that this wouldn’t happen to anyone else, to make sure that my own family was kept safe.
The wind blew the scent of death into my nose, I cringed before turning back to the camp site set up, meandering through the debris I grabbed my pack and prepared to head out for another day of war. This pattern was tiresome, and it would scare me forever. But I knew that this was something that I would have to do. I would suffer the necessary pain. So that I could return home a worthy Dom, to lie in the arms of my Fertile and have my little girl resting safely in my arms. Would do anything to have that.
Bandit and Frank were the reason I woke up in the morning and could find the strength to fight on. To go out on that frontline, watch my friends and family die. Just to bring down that man that threatened their existence. And as long as Frank was holding on, so would I. I would hold on long enough to see him and Bandit again. As long as they drew breath, I would fight till the ends of the earth.
Because my earth was them.
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