the fabulous five (mikey way)

Chapter two

Party's POV.

I remember when we were little, still Gerard and mikey. When we didn't need ray guns or code names.

I remember when he dragged me to a party and he saw a girl he liked.

I noticed. How his eyes lit and he flipped his hair and stammered when she spoke to him.

That's what he's like with blasta, he really likes her. I don't know about blasta, the scarecrow unit has shaped her into a robot, clean cut and clinical, no

time for emotions.

Blastas POV.

I'm running through the desert, sweat beading on my forehead. I hear the scream of engines behind me as the dracs swerve to avoid hitting me.

My feet hit the damp sand, caking my legs and feet in the sludge. My tee-shirt is damp with rain and sweat and the undone shirt I wear over the top is flying out behind me.

I'm sixteen again, and still yet to reach my full height.

That's when I scream as my arm is grabbed, with the car still powering through the desert, I'm dragged along the floor, screaming in pain as one of my arms breaks and my skin is ripped away.

I'm eventually pulled into the car and roughly shoved into the back, whimpering and crying. This is the last time I've outwardly shown fear. Since then I've even stopped registering my disgust and anger. That's the second time I had been kidnapped by BL/ind. this time they were taking me to scarecrow.

I'm dragged out of the car into the white building. Expanses of white corridors. White rooms. White drac masks. White everything.

I'm writhe and squirm, screaming as they tie me down to the metal plate. A drac places a hand on each side of my shaking head, holding me still....

I sit up abruptly, almost bumping heads with kobra, who is holding me down onto the bed.

"What the fucks wrong blasta? You were screaming the place down, and having some kind of fit" he looks concerned and i sigh. I don't know if I can trust him, but it's something about his eyes that tells me I can.

Compelled by Kobras eyes, I tell him my story from start to finish, being kidnapped at 15, escaping on route guano, barely living for eight months, being kidnapped at 16, taken to BL/ind head quarters where they try to make me into a drac, I pretend it worked when it didn't, stole a car and a gun and run away when they thought I was on patrol. This is what earned the reputation of being sneaky. I learned to live then, enjoying the lifestyle, taking town 400 dracs at once earning my fame.

It was a month before my nineteenth birthday that I was taken to scarecrow and tortured, a living, feeling guinea pig taking away my ability to feel, then escaping three months later, getting me where I am today.

"You make my life sound easy" sighs kobra, after I've told my story. "Do you miss feeling?" He asks, his tone soft and caring, something I've not experienced for a long time.

"I do feel kobra I really do. It's just like I can't show it. It's a weakness. Something for them to pray on, just another way to get to you"

"I'm sorry" Kobras words are all it takes for me to break down, tears spilling out of my eyes, my body convulsing with every wave of the overpowering sobs. I haven't cried for years, and never like this- but now- right here, in this bed with Kobras arm around me, his whispers of comfort barely touching me it feel right. It's like for years I've bottled it all up, my hatred, my fear and my loneliness.

Finally I finish crying and wipe my red eyes on the sleeve of my pyjama top.

"You should sleep" says kobra softly and I lie down, kobra getting up to go.

"Stay?" I ask. Not asking for anything romantic, just avoiding the nights loneliness. He nods, sliding into the narrow bed next to me, wrapping one arm around me and pulling me close.

Kobras POV.

I stay awake long after she slips into sleep. Happy to see her finally in peace, I like her, really like her. She's beatiful, and tonight I've realised there's so much more to her that killing dracs. For once I think I'm actually in love.

. I stay there for hours, until about two am, when I slip away and downstairs, making myself coffee. I must have woken her, because she pads downstairs, just as my coffee is done. I hand it to her and she smiles, watching as I make mine and we sit in one of the booths, the sun creeping over the horizon outside.

"Three days" she sighs, and I look up, a questioning tone in my eyes.

"Three days until the drac attack" she sighs.

"Only three days?" We turn, seeing l and party, the door way as ther sit opposite us where were sat next to eachother in the booth.

"Three days till what?" Says lady j, as her, c and jet and ghoul come in to, j and c sliding into the booth and the guys pulling up chairs.

"How much do you know?" Asks jet and I sigh

"Everything, their getting four squads, or four hundred dracs, circling us while we sleep and blowing the place up"

"That's it?" Questions part

"That's it. There's no back up. Their stupid if you ask me" I laugh lightly

"I'll patrol" offers c "girls you up for it?" The others get up and look to me. I nod and follow them, getting into one of the cars. Were two in each car, me with lady j.

We each take a different route, us taking route guano.

"Kobra really likes you ya know" she states after a few minutes. She then giggles and pokes me playfully "what about you?"

"I haven't thought bout it" I say dryly. I'm not in the mood for 'girl talks' right now.

"Come on. You must have" she pesters.

"I don't have time. And no I haven't and I don't plan to"

"Why?" God why won't she leave me alone?

"BL/ind. my past. My future"

"What if it wasn't?" She asks and I sigh audiably.

"It is though" I say bluntly and she finally shuts up. I hear her moaning about my irritable attitude to the other wives later on. Like I care.

I find myself alone with kobra as we go to bed, the other killjoys gone to celebrate their joint anniversary in some abandoned warehouse a few miles away.

I make my way upstairs, kobra following me and walking past me to his room. I reach out, grabbing his arm. He turns, his searching eyes reading my need for company and he trots into my room after me, curling up on the bed with me.

Lady j's POV

(The next night)

I hear whispering coming from Blastas room, the hushed voices of her and kobra. I grin knowing she likes him no matter how much she denies it.

"Looks like there will be fabulous five wives after all" I say to ghoul, who's awake next to me.

"What?" He says and I nod toward their room.

"No I don't think it'll happen" he says sceptically.

"come on! Their in bed. Together" I persist and he shakes his head.

"No Kobras told me, he's worried about her because she gets flashbacks, she'll wake up screaming in the night, kicking and lashing out like someone's trying to kill her. I know everyone says she's emotionless but I think she's lonely. Just wants a friend" I can hear honesty in his voice, but my stubborn side makes me huff, turning over and facing away from him.