2. Gerard Way(P2)

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So the day after Bandit had lashed out, Gerard wanted to go settle matters with BLI before it all took a turn for the worse.

On his way there, S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/Ws were on some sort of rampage through the city, shooting abnormal people. Gerard thinks they were called 'Killjoys' or something, but it was clear that BLI was nothing against them. As Gerard was watching the Killjoys, fascinated by their skill, he saw one of them hop in through a window--his window, and take Bandit. He sprinted as fast as he could to try and get there, screaming out Bandit's name. "BANDIT! BANDIT! NO! FUCK NO! COME BACK! BANDI-" and that was all he said before a bullet shot through his head.

He fell to the ground, blood oozing from his head onto the clean streets of Battery City and his vision of a car racing away with his baby in it blurred as it faded in from the edges into nothing.

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Doctors and nurses of BLI rushed in and out of the hospital/repair room in their clean, white uniforms and scribbled what seemed to be nonsense onto a clipboard and muttered words under their breath that wouldn't be tolerated if one of the guards were to hear them. And as the heart monitor slowed down to nothing but a flat line about as flat as the nurses' mouths, Gerard Arthur Way was announced dead.

"Shit!"
"He wasn't even one of them!"
"Who is to blame?"
Many voices cursed in fear of what would happen next. They don't care much for who he is--or, was, per say, they just didn't want to br exposed. They feared they'd corrupted the order of peace in the city, but they hadn't. Not yet. "What do we do? Can't we...revive him or something?" Someone suggested.

"Yes...Yes! A new weapon!"

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THIS IS SO FUCKING SHORT IM SO SORRY

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