The Black Parade is dead.The Killjoys are born.

A fan fiction about the band My Chemical Romance in a horror. Who will survive? Mikey? Frank? Gerard? Ray? Read to find out. * Written 9 years ago so definitely a bit dated! If you feel like going ahead anyway, please enjoy with this in mind x

-REWRITTEN/EDIT THE ENTIRE STORY ON 7/24/17- Coughing, the smoke swirled in front of me as beams of black and white flashing lights raced across my vision, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. My lungs ached as they tried to pull in clean oxygen, my eyes straining to see through the grey haze. Once the smoke dissipated some, I could see we had appeared in the middle of a road. It was cracked and full of potholes, the yellow lines coated with dirt and grime from over the years it seemed. Taking a better look around, it looked like a bomb had gone off and I was witnessing the remainders of a city.

Toxic Torrent wasn't your average killjoy. Mistrusting and a nomad, she never allowed herself to get close to anybody. But when the Fabulous Four come into her life, Party Poison is the one thing she can't run away from. I don't own any of the Killjoys except Toxic Torrent, Silver Shock, Blood Beam, and any other original characters. The Fabulous Killjoys and storyline (other than events that I have created) all belong to My Chemical Romance.

What do you do when you're locked in a dark room with just a pen and a knife?