2019. The year of, before, and after the BLI takeover. They took everything, destroyed everything. All colors were taken away. Clothing within the new "real world" consist of blacks and whites. Battery city being the soul of everything. Just picture it. A world so strictly colorless and heartless. Apocalyptic. Now, enter the killjoys. Those fighting the system. The ones in the colors. The ones that are to be found and eliminated, executed, ghosted; you name it. Party Poison being more or less the ring leader. Now that you've pictured that, the killjoys with their laserguns and profanities, enter in a woman. A young woman. A 19 year old girl on the run, running from the past, running from her future. Running to anywhere she may belong. She has long lost her true name. Those whom have seen her call the woman, "Shadow Shock." What, may you ask, will happen when she happens to run into these revolutionists, her facade being lost in the dust. Trigger warning: selfharm; suicidal thoughts;

Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.

Teacher/Student Frerard & Rikey~ Frank's abused at home and bullied at school. He feels alone and he would have been long gone without his only friend Ray Toro. He feels like giving up until a new teacher with bright hazel eyes turns up along with his brother. When trouble arises with his dad and a secret relationship starts, how will his life turn out? For better or for worse?

Angels. Angels. Angels. All Sam and Dean know is they have to leave this parallel world. One wrong move and the whole universe is toast. People are dying. The impossible is happening. Sherlock and John team up to help out, and The Doctor finds his long lost love. The Weeping Angels may keep what's important, but that won't stop the SuperWhoLock team. Even when all doesn't seem to go to plan, things can always work out...at least we hope. Remember: Don't blink.

Sam and Dean Winchester are shocked when they run (literally) into the Doctor and Rose Tyler on a no name back road in South Dakota. But when the TARDIS takes off on it's own to 221B Baker Street Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are even more surprised. The unlikely allies now have to fend off aliens, demons, angels, and the apocalypse which again hangs over the Winchesters heads. In this SuperWhoLock fanfic the hunt though space is on.