In The Black Parade? But I'm Not Dead!

Chapter 2 Where Am I?

Harley-

What happened? Last thing I remember was thunder, screaming, a slap and then.... Oh wait... Now it's all coming back to me.

But it's not real. There's no way it's real. When I finally decide to open my eyes, all I see around me is debris and what appears to be snow falling.

But it's the middle of summer. But this snow isn't cold. It's... Actually... More like ashes... Almost everything is black and white with the exception of red.

My red hair probably stood out more than anything on me. That's the least of my problems. I need to find Gerard and find out why I'm here.

I carefully stood up. As soon as I did, I heard footsteps approach from behind. I turned around and see Gerard. He's in his Black Parade uniform and everything thing.

"You finally woke up." He said. I backed away from him. I was so confused and for whatever reason I was scared. I bumped into something while backing up.

Rather I bumped into someone. I turned around quickly and I'm face to face with Frank Iero who is barley an inch taller than me. Beside him are Ray Toro, Bob Bryar, and Mikey Way.

I take about two steps away from them. "Don't be scared. We're not gonna hurt you." Said Gerard. "I'm Gerard, though, I'm sure you ready know that.

Anyways, welcome to the Black Parade!" Gerard says. "I'm Frank!" Frank randomly yells with a big grin on his face.

"What's your name?!" He asked, very childishly. "Har-Harley. Harley Slay..." I replied, looking down. Gerard came up from behind and placed his hands on my shoulders.

"Come with us." He says. He lightly pushes me forwards until I start to walk. Mikey Frank Bob and Ray turn around and start to walk forward.

I looked back up at Gerard. "Um.. Am I.... Dead?" I asked. He shook his head no. "No. You're alive still." He replied. I nodded. After a while I looked back at him again.

"Gerard? How come I'm here?" I asked again. He gave my shoulders a gentle squeeze. "Well, Harls, you said you wanted to be dead, right? This is what it's like."

He said bluntly. I stopped in my tracks, which caused Gerard to stop, and looked at him with a horrified look. "Also because I saw what your dad did to you and how that made you feel."

He said softly. I felt my muscles relax, but I also felt like breaking down. Frank suddenly hugged me tightly. "How can anyone hurt their kid?"

He said, hugging me tighter. I hugged back and silently cried into his chest. "We won't hurt you, though. Ever.." He says. I nod and he pulls away.

I look at everybody else and they're all giving me warm smiles. "Come on. Not that much further." Says Gerard. We all nod and head back in the direction we were going in.

They led me into the vacant and broken down city. Every building looked old and abandoned. We reached a large two story house.

Just like most of the buildings and houses, this one was pitch black. Ray took out a key and opened the door. We all stepped inside. What surprised me was how well kept and clean it was on the inside.

Well, aside from all the band equipment and guitars laying around. Still, there was no color, aside from a little bit of red here and there. Plus my hair..

Ray immediately picked up his guitar and started playing. Bob plopped down, on the couch, Frank went upstairs, and Mikey went for the coffee maker.

Gerard had stood by me, giving me a reassuring smile. I gave him a small half smile and looked around from where I'm standing. "Coffee?" Mikey asked.

"Yes, please! Harls? You want some coffee?" Gerard asked. "Um, sure." I replied. Mikey came out with three cups of coffee. One cup was in his mouth.

He handed the other two to me and Gerard. We both thanked him and he went back to the kitchen. I looked outside to see it was pitch black.

Not a speck of light. "Why is it so dark outside all of a sudden?" I asked. "It's nighttime." Ray replied. "Gerard's the only one who can see at night."

Said Bob. "Barley." Said Gerard. "Weird. It was the middle of the night when I got pulled in here." I said. "You were out cold for the rest of the night and almost the whole day."

Mikey said, walking into the living room. I took a sip of my coffee and then set it down on the half wall. "How was I out? What knocked me out?" I asked, not taking my eyes off the floor.

I felt Gerard's hand on my shoulder. "We're not sure. I think it was because you were pulled from your world into ours."

I just nodded. "Whelp. I'm going to bed." Ray randomly blurted out and headed upstairs. "Good idea. We have a show to play in the living world tomorrow anyways."

Said Gerard as he grabbed my hand and began leading me back upstairs. "Wait, you can actually do that? Go to the living world?" I asked.

Gerard looked back at me with a smile. "Yeah. We do it all the time. How else do you think we perform at concerts?" He replied/asked.

I tilted my head understanding. He had a good point. Gerard led me to the farthest door down the hallway. The inside of the bedroom was fairly large.

There were drawings scattered everywhere. I guess this was his room. "So, how is it that you can go into the living world?" I asked.

"It's a lot to explain. I'll tell you in the morning." He replied. He was removing his gloves and jacket, leaving him in a t shirt and his Black Parade pants.

He pulled something out of his closet. It was his skeleton onesie. "There's a bathroom right there. It's all I have for you to wear. For sleep anyways."

He said, handing me the onesie. "Ok. Thanks." I said. I took the onesie and changed in the bathroom. It was really big on me. The sleeves overlapped my hands.

When I walked out, Gerard was wearing Batman pajama bottoms and a t shirt. He looked at me and I can see red appearing on his face. Oh my god, was he blushing?!!

"You look cute." He said. Now I think my face was red so I looked away. I sat down on the bed and Gerard laid down on the tiny couch.

"Well, goodnight, Harls." He says, reaching for the lamp. "Wait, you're not gonna sleep on your own bed?" I asked. He shook his head.

"You're sleeping there. It's fine. I can sleep on the couch." Ok, now I feel bad. "Dude.. It's your bed. Plus it's a queen sized bed."

Gerard looked at me with a raised eyebrow and a small blush. "Y-you want to share a bed?" He asked. I blushed and looked away. "I mean, I just feel bad for taking your bed.."

I replied. Gerard then came and sat down next to me. "Alright. If you insist." He said, winking at me. I blushed again and laid down. He laid down next to me and turned off the light.

"Goodnight, Harls!" He whispered. "Goodnight, Gee." I say back and cuddle up under the blankets. Holy shit it was dark in here!

Literally pitch black! I couldn't see my own nose! I was honestly kind of scared. I've never slept in pitch black darkness. I kind of want to snuggle up to Gerard, but that would be weird for him.

Then, as if reading my mind, Gerard scooted closer to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him. I let out a small gasp at his actions.

"There's nothing to be afraid of." He said softly. "Now. Just sleep." He whispers. I nodded, feeling way more relaxed in his arms and drift off into dreamland.