Make Some Noise! (A Killjoy FanFic) *ON HOLD/EDITING*

Chapter 5: Violent Penguins And Depressed Reapers

Chapter 5: Violent Penguins and Depressed Reapers

Dedicated to Gerard the Penguin. It's an inside joke from our geometry class. You had to be there. Moving along little Killjoys; I ACTUALLY UPDATED!!!!!! Woooooooh!!!!! It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine. If you can tell me what song that's from, comment on it. First to answer correctly gets the next dedication. Now on with the story!

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I felt off. You know, like the in between of you falling asleep and your random as fuck dream, the twilight realm. It's dark, and feels like the shadow of the world we live in. It's not bad necessarily, just a bit... Wonky. That's where I was. Just floating around in my subconscious. Then there was a warm orange glow in front of me. I could hear two voices.

"It's okay man. I'm sure you just sprung it on her a little too suddenly."

"You're right, Gee. But what if it's because of her injury?!?"

"Frank, look at me, Ebony is fine. I know you don't like to talk about it, but what really happened between you and Beatrice?"

"After Ebony's accident, we had a huge fight. She wanted Ebony to grow up knowing her father, and not just through brief visits in between tours. And it wasn't like I could take her on tour with us. We eventually got a divorce, and she took on the last name Hayes again. She took custody over Ebony since I was deemed too unreliable to raise a small child considering our schedule. Tris assured me that even though our little girl wouldn't grow up knowing I was her father, she would still love me and respect me. After we split, I met Jamia; and, well, you know the rest."

"So Ebony has three siblings she never even knew about?"

"No, Flame said that I was always her hero out of all of us, and that she was trying to learn to play guitar before the whole 'end of the world as we know it' thing began."

I tried to open my eyes, and well what do you know, I was waking up and heard the majority of Party and Ghoul's, er I mean Dad's, I mean... You know what... Fuck it! I'll just call him Dad, even if it's really kinda super awkward...

"Hi...? Anyone wanna explain what's goin' on? Or, if you prefer, tell me why the fuck I passed out?"

"What do you remember last? Do you think you could tell me?" Party questioned gently. It obvious that he has dealt with situations similar to this one; whether it's been an over excited fan, or someone who had been beaten and abused.

"Sure, just give me a second. FLAME!!!! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!!!!" I waited for a certain dauntless Killjoy. Then I continued. "I remember that Fun Ghoul... Er I mean Dad... I'm mean... Whatever the fuck I'm supposed to call you; honestly I don't really give a fuck but the fact that I don't know pisses me the fuck off. The point is, I remember you telling me you're my father. Then when I was regaining consciousness, I heard about what happened between you and Mum."

"LANGUAGE!" Flame screamed in my ear.

"ENGLISH/VAMPIRE/ITALIAN/KILLJOY!!!!! AND BESIDES YA LITTLE FUCK, YOU KNOW I ONLY CURSE THIS MUCH IF I'M NERVOUS, ANGRY, DEPRESSED, OR SCARED AS FUCK!"

I'm pretty sure I heard Party mutter something about how I "without a doubt inherited" Ghoul's " 'Amazing vocabulary' and 'colourful imagery'." At that, I started to laugh so hard I almost fell into the fire.

When asked what was so funny, I smiled and replied, "Party, you haven't even seen me at my worst, when it comes to cursing that is. You should have seen how sadistic I got when my friend from before the Zones. Chemical Day derived his Killjoy name from My Chemical Romance and Green Day. We knew each other for 13 years, until he got ghosted by a whole group of Dracs. For killing Blake, I tortured them for 13 days straight, one day for each year I knew the poor boy." They looked slightly appalled. I know I was once my rage and sorrow faded into anxiety and depression over my... behavior. How strong emotions can fade into stronger emotions is beyond me.

"Let's just say that for emotionless Draculoids, they sure can cry. You see, I am both a sadist and a masochist, and very violent. I've got anger management issues, anxiety, depression, insomnia, insanity, suicidal thoughts, and self harming behaviors. I am also anorexic. I'm also addicted to coffee." At this, they frowned.

"I'm a HUGE gamer, and I'm a vegetarian. The thought of what they do to those poor animals makes me sick. I love knives, singing, fire, and piercings." They perked up quite a bit to this.

"Tattoos are my life! I got my first tattoo when I was 16. I got two realistic angel wing tattoos that start on my shoulder blades, and the wing tips end at my hips. Above that I got "Search and Destroy" as well. When I was 18 Mum and I got infinity signs tattooed on the place where the two sides of your collarbone meet. Mine reads "Fears and Lies". I also got a barcode tattoo on the back of my neck. That's all the tattoos I have for now." Dad looked like Party would if he won free coffee for life. Hell, even I would perk up to that!!!

"I used to have eight dogs back home, before the whole 'It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.' thing BLI/nd has going for them." Dad smiled at the small song reference. (A/N: Okay! I gave you a hint... It's a song... That's all you get!)

"You know, that's our song. Your mom and I heard when we first met in some shitty club I can't even remember the name of. We had it played at our wedding too. That night, in that shitty club at Pency Prep's first gig, I decided I would marry your mother one day."

"Yeah, Mum told me about that. She said that even though it was the crappiest club in all of New Jersey, and that it smelt of dead mice and fat, drunk, sweaty, old men; it was the second best night of her life."

"What did she say was the best night of her life?" Party questioned curiously.

"The night I was born. She said that it started to snow the moment I was born, and that was why she had my middle name be Yukihime. It means "snow princess" in Japanese. Mum said she was keeping some of her Japanese heritage alive. She is half Japanese after all."

Dad looked down at me in all my short glory, as I started to sway from falling asleep while (attempting) to sit up straight. "You guys go ahead and get some sleep, and I'll keep first watch."

I curled myself back into a ball, hoping that the nightmares won't invade my dreams. That's why I'm an insomniac. Memories and twisted realities that morph into the nightmares I'm all too accustomed to. Let's just hope they aren't too bad tonight, I need the sleep; it's been such a long and emotionally tiring day. I haven't slept soundly since I was six though, so it's doubtful. I eventually drifted off into a not so pleasant sleep.

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...Soooooo... Sorry for not updating for awhile, but if you're lucky, I might have a new chappie for Make Some Noise! up by my birthday aka August 24th! Also, my first day of high school is tomorrow! Also if you people somehow, miraculously, read my other story (My Fallen Angel, My Rebel Love Song); I have good news! I will also update it on my birthday! Never fear, Ember is actually here to update instead of read for hours on end (your welchcome)!

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~Ember