Danger Days

Chapter Five

Hey guys

Here it is, chapter 5

I'm sorry it has been such a long time since updating this story, or any of my stories to be honest. 

But here is the long awaited chapter 5, and its quite a long one :) hope you enjoy

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Gerard's P.O.V 
 (Party Poison)

The pain in my head had dulled down from an unbearable throbbing sensation to an almost average headache, similar to that of when it was possible to get a hangover. But I was alive. I was in pain, but I was alive. At that moment, having just opened my eyes from my unconscious state, I had forgotten where I was and why, and I could just imagine years ago when I could have woken up, sprawled across the studio floor with a hangover, having gotten drunk with the guys that night, back before it all started, but then I remembered.

The crash. The ambush. The Draculoids. I looked around, and saw the killjoys lying on the ground like I just was, partly unconscious, surrounded by the dead bodies of draculoids scattered around, and the empty car abandoned on the side of the dusty tracks, with yet another dent. But no Amelia.

Where is she?

Then it hit me, and I remembered. I jumped up, my head spun and I wobbled, but I pushed it aside.

"Guys get up!" I called loudly as they stirred but didn't fully awaken. "Killjoys!" I shouted, making them jump. "They took Amelia," I informed them, having not known if they had seen what I had.

"What?" I heard them mumble, jumping to their feet concerned, and stumbling from not being fully aware of their surroundings.

"Why? It's us they want, what do they want with her?" Mikey asked confused

"They want to get to us. Think about it; they had a prime opportunity to kill us, but instead, they take her and leave us unconscious at the side of the road" I explain

"It's not just playing with our minds though, she knows things about our base, about us, things they can use against us" Ray expands

"She wouldn't tell them anything, she's not like that" Frank insists, defending her.

"I'm not saying she'd tell them willingly Ghoul, but she might get to a point where she has no choice" I said, the thought of what they might do made me feel sick to my stomach as worry washed over me, but I had to push it aside if I was ever going to save her, all while keeping the boys safe.

Frank clicked to what I had said, and his expression grew more worried.

"We have to save her" he insisted

"I agree, but they're going to see us coming a mile off." I reply as we begin to walk over to the car. I slide into the driver's seat as the boys pile in and I turn the key. It stalls and refuses to start.

"Ahh, come on!" I call in frustration through my teeth. I try again and nothing. I jump out and round the car, lifting up the hood. Looking it over, I groaned loudly in frustration, kicking the dirt. Ray comes to join me. "They've tampered with it." I inform him, as he looks it over.

"I can fix it, but it's going to take a while" he replied

"Hurry up Ray, we haven't got much time." Frank called from the car. "We don't know what they could be doing to Amelia"

............................Danger Days ............................

Amelia's P.O.V

My cheeks were stained with warm tears, my hands were tied behind me, my ankles bound, and a small, dark scrap of material was tied around my head over my eyes. The tears I had previously been crying were not through fear for my safety, but fear for the killjoys, as well as anger, and mostly, guilt.