It Was Only An Idea...

CHAPTER ONE : A Broken City Sky

September 11, 2001

[Gerard Way's Point of View]

I was sketching some small superhero cartoon characters on the bus ride home. It was just another long normal day as usual. The cartoon drawings were for the Cartoon Network, it was my job drawing for them, it was pretty alright I guess. I lightly brushed away the tiny, annoying eraser pieces off the paper with my hand then continued finishing the sketch.

I glanced over to my right to look out the small window when I saw something strange. Fire, chaos. I saw bodies falling from the sky. The Twin Towers, were falling. I didn't know what exactly to say or do. What was happening exactly? We were under attack. I felt horrible for everyone involved in this, I wanted to tell them somehow everything was gonna be okay... But how can I do that?

Days after the event now known as 9/11, I kept thinking. Did I actually like what I was doing with my life? I knew I didn't really enjoy the whole cartoon artist career at the moment. I pondered around my dark room, only a little sunlight could creep in here. I finally got an idea. It was crazy. But somehow I knew it would turn out well. I wanted to start another band.