Hell above. And below. And right in front of us. A kellic fanfiction

Fire

Kellin's P.O.V.

"Kellin.. Help me." Vic said weakly. I didn't recognise where we were. It looked run down and like it could collapse at any moment. It could have been a hotel room, but everything looked burnt. 

"Vic! Where's Gerard?! Where are we?" I managed to choke out. I couldn't breathe. Smoke was filling my lungs. My vision was blurring. Things were getting darker by the second. Everything around me faded away.

I gasped, only to be greated with real smoke this time. We were in the bus. I tried to look around, but there was a sharp pain in my side if I tried to move at all. 

"Kellin! Oh fuck.... You... Y...." Mike said. I quickly looked over. Big mistake.

"Oh my-" I bit my lip and inhaled sharply. Pain rushed all over my body, reaching my spine in spasms.

The smoke was getting thicker, and the heat more intense. Mike's wide eyes told me something was wrong besides my side. I tried to slowly prop myself up on my elbows.

"FUCK!" I exclaimed in pain. I managed to get a good glimpse at my stomach and legs which were both severly burned. Then I saw what had scared Mike the most.

The hole in my torso, just above my belly botton. At first I thought it was a bullet wound. Still bad, but no. I remember being shot in the leg. Not the stomach. This was an impalement wound. He had stuck something clear though me, and back out again. 

I didn't have time to worry about myself.

Vic.

What had happened to Vic.

"Mike....." I whispered, my lips trembling. I hadn't noticed how weak I was until I spoke. "W-Where's Vic? Where d-did he take him?"

"I don't know. But we have to get you out of here. You won't help him at all dead. Now c'mon. Can you move your legs if I hold you up?" He asked, trying to refrain from looking at the hole.

"I can try." Nice enthusiasm Kells.

Mike placed his arm under my shoulders, and I managed to get on my feet. We slowly moved towards the door. 

That's when the pain really hit.

From the tips of my toes to the crown of my head.

I felt like I was on fire.

And being ripped in half.

And a thousand needles and knives were going into my body.

I saw the pavement coming closer.

And then... Nothing.

I couldn't feel anything, or see anything, or even think anything.

I was dead.

I was alive.

I was nowhere.

I was everywhere.

A/N: Hello again everyone :D I hope you enjoyed this short little chapter (: You're all so sweet and supportive <3 I love you all, and all of your messages and comments always make my day. I may start a new story, but I will not neglet this one (: Promise! See you next time my loves. <3