Ghosts-An MCR Story

Chapter 1

Darkness. That's all I see as I lay face first in the sand with gunshots and explosions all around me. I feel the bloody water on my legs. I take my head out of the sand and see a man shouting ,"Gerard! What do we do!?"

Then I remember what I'm doing and who's counting on me. I shout to the man, "Go to Defense Line 1!"

I stand up and raise my rifle. As I start to run I see men clutching their helmets in fear. Other men bled out on the sand. The unluckiest ones who didn't even make it out of the boats turned the water red with their blood.

"Go, go, go!" I yell at the soldiers.

As I get to the first defense line I check my soldiers. But more importantly I check my friends.

1, 2, 3

Wait, who am I missing?

Mikey.

I look frantically for my little brother. I look to my right and see him.

He's looking right back at me.

"Gerard! I'm coming!" He yells.

"Mikey no!" I yell but it's too late.

He stands up, and starts to run to me.

I see it happen in slow motion. Mikey hits the sand of the beach and blood spurts out of his chest.

I can't breathe

"MIKEY NO!!"

I can't think

Then I feel Frank's arms around me holding me back.

Ray runs over to Mikey and all I can hear are Mikey's cries of pain.

Mikey looks at me one last time and I see the life go out of his eyes.

Those eyes were so full of life and adventure. Now they had been taken away from me.

As a scream I feel the warm darkness comes over me like a disease.

The last thing I see before the darkness takes me is Mikey's blank look on his face.

Darkness