Living Life In The Zones (My Chemical Romance Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-Three: Your Twisted Mind And My Past

Brendon/Mercy's POV

What the hell?!

Fun Ghoul fucking shot us and drugged Patrick and I.

Along with Party Poison and Lucky Rabbit...

I came back to consciousness and saw we were moved to a BL/ind base outside Zone 3.

I tried to move but noticed that we were all tied up.

Fun Ghoul was laid back and sitting in a chair.

"Mercy, isn't it? You're awake, I wanna ask you some questions if you don't mind."

"Fuck you!" I said.

He grabbed a syringe and injected me with something and I became dizzy.

"I'm going to ask you questions and you are going to answer. First question: where is Dr. Death's base located?"

"Zone 4, just off Route Guano."

What the fuck did I just do?

"What are your real names? Yours, Toxic's, Lucky's, and the Fabulous Four's."

Before I could answer, Party spoke.

"He won't answer your question dumbass, he's stronger than your drugs!"

"Brendon..," I said, I succumbed to the drugs, "Toxic is Patrick, but I don't know the others."

Fun smirked, Party just stared at me in shock.

"Good little Killjoy," said Fun as lifted his gun.

He shot at me.

Party lunged and pushed me out of the way, resulting with the bullet striking his shoulder.

I wanted to do something about it and help them get out.

"I forgive you wanting to kill me. You've shown me what I need to become to win this war. I want to join BL/ind."

"Mercy are you insane?"

I ignored him.

"Just do me one thing to show it," Fun smirked.

"Anything," I said.

"Kill them all."

He untied me and handed me his gun.

"Without hesitation," I nodded.

I fiddled with the gun to make it knock whoever pulled the trigger unconscious.

"Sorry for taking a while, I can't feel my hands. You want to shoot one of them? You know, so you get a thrill. Just one, I'll do the others."

Fun took the gun from me, looked at it suspiciously, shrugged it off and aimed at Lucky.

"Korse does hate traitors," said Fun.

He pulled the trigger and was shocked unconscious. After that, I tied Fun up.

I smirked and began to untie the others.

Toxic first, then Party and Lucky.

"Lucky?!" Said Party, "Are you okay?"

"She's still out from the drugs," said Toxic, "It'll be a while before she wakes up."

"I'll carry her to the Diner then," Party carried Lucky bridal-style and headed to the door.

"I'll get Fun," I said.