Bitten (MCR Vampire Fic)

Who Are These People?

(Skylar's POV)

I open my eyes, and many unfamiliar faces are staring back at me. "Morning sunshine, are you ready to die more than you did in the past week?" Gerard asks sarcastically. I get up, and I move quicker than I've ever moved before. 

"Who are these people?" I ask, and my throat screams in agony.

"I'll explain later. Let's get you something to drink." Gerard says, and grabs my hand, and leads me somewhere. We move quicker than what I thought was ever possible. We stop moving in a clearing of mountain lions. Gerard leaps on one of them, and starts ripping it apart with his teeth. I can hear the helpless creature's heart stop beating. I mimic his movements, and kill one, and the entire herd starts running in the woods. "Okay, follow me, and I'll explain." He says, and runs back into the woods. I run in front of him, and he begins to catch up to me. We jump over a small creek, and I pass him up once again. I catch a scent of something-what it is I'm not sure, but it smells mouthwatering. I stop, and once Gerard catches up to me, he stops too.

"I'm not sure what you did to me, but why is that scent so appealing?" I somewhat whisper.

"Skylar... don't. It's just hikers." He says, and steps in front of the pathway protectively. "Beat cha." He says after a moment of silence, and starts running. I start running after him, and dart in front of him. I reach the back of the building we were in earlier, and run inside. 

"Where's loverboy?" One of the shortest ones asks once I get inside. Now, the lights are on. Gerard bursts in, and looks around at everyone. There's probably twenty people around me.

"Okay, Skylar, you are now a vampire. I bit you and changed you because I found a note in your locker from a newborn like you, saying that you were next. The newborns are the reason for these murders lately. Most vamps drink human blood, but the group that you see here only drink animal blood." Gerard says in a calm voice. "Some of us have special abilities, and others don't. The majority of us do. Guys, get in a line so that I can introduce you." He says, and everyone gets in a line but us.

"Gerard, you act like you're telling her that her Dad died from and undiagnosed cancer." The person with bubblegum pink hair says.  

"Shut it. Okay, from left to right. Pete." He says, and a short person with eyeliner and tattoos waves. "Patrick." A shorter person wearing a fedora waves. "Joe." A tall-ish guy with tattoos raises his chin up. "Andy." The guy with tattoos and sunglasses raises one eyebrow. "Tyler and Josh" The guy with yellow hair and the guy with a button up raise their intertwined hands. "Ryan." A somewhat short guy who looks like someone that I've seen before smiles. "Brendon." A guy with a large forehead raises his hand. "Dallon." The tall guy who looks like he tells many Dad Jokes waves. "Jon," The man who looks like he plays guitar a lot waves. "Spencer." A guy about my height raises his hand. "And lastly, Bob." The guy with blonde hair and a lip ring plays with his lip ring.

"What about Frank?" A bloody Frank says with a smirk as he walks through the doors. 

"Frank is insignificant." Josh says, earning a laugh and kiss on the cheek from Tyler.

"So Pete, Patrick, Frank, Tyler and Josh, Brendon, Ryan, Dallon, Mikey, and myself all have different abilities that normal vamps don't have." Gerard says awkwardly as he shoves his hands in the pockets of his black skinny jeans. 

"So I'm pretty much dead right now?" I ask.

"Yeah. Glad you heard the news." Brendon says, and everyone laughs.