A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR I thought it might be wise of me to say that the girl in this story has a plan to suicide. If this upsets you or has the possibility of triggering anything I suggest to read another one of my stories. ~~~ 'Came a time when every star fall brought you to tears again.' I love those words. ........ I'm Fallyn, this is my story. Two weeks ago I went over to my friend’s house, only to find her dead. She'd slit her wrists the day earlier. This has brought me to realize that no matter what everyone dies in the end. Whether you're rich or poor, young or old, weak or sick. It doesn't matter if it's by murder, age, sickness, accident or suicide. Death is the ultimate equalizer and everyone gets a ride on that train at some stage. That's why I'm standing here, in my underwear, in the middle of the night at one of the highest bridges that I could find. The Widows Arch Bridge to be exact. In a couple of minutes I plan to jump, once I finish my cigarette it's bye bye world. Everything that I've needed to do has been done, I wrote a note and put it in my black duffle bag that was on the ground next to the wide railing that I was standing on. Someone would find it and take it to my Mum, I'd put her address on the note so she'd know what had happened to me. I said what I needed to...I hoped that she would be happy knowing that I'd done what felt right and ended my life. It's not like I was going to be of use to anyone. I didn't have a boyfriend or a family that cared much. Sure I had friends but they were nothing compared to my best friend Katelyn who I shared all my secrets and dreams with. But I didn't want anyone to miss me or save me, I was at peace with my decision. I don't want a savior. I've finished the final puff of my cigarette. I guess I should say goodbye now, I hope that you have a life that makes you happy. Those are my final words to you. So Long and Goodnight, Fallyn This plot and original characters are copyrighted©

Cassie has wanted to rebel against Better Living Industries her whole life, but the mass of exterminators and Draculoids in Battery City have made it hard for her. When she decides to go to a rebel concert in the outskirts of Zone 6, little did she expect to meet the Fabulous Killjoys, who have been running from BL/ind for years. They take her in, unaware Korse was right on their tracks. This is a story of love and revenge, death and saving your allies. Welcome to the Fabulous Killjoys.... ~Note: In the near future, a major revision is going to be done to the story (in full)! Though the major plot will remain the same, perhaps you'll want to re-read when this revision comes?

Those Fabulous Killjoys have got nothing on us! Meet the Feminine Killjoys: Black October, Romantic Revenge, Horror Angel and Fallen Dreamer. These four fiesty females are the complete oppposite to the Fabulous Killjoys and are proud of it too. Each with a bone to pick against the other team, these two groups of four have plenty of reason to hate eachother. But what happens when Black October's younger sister gets kidnapped and the two teams are forced to work together? Chaos. A My Chemical Romance Fan Fiction.

2019. Nothing special to say about really. Life was about as normal as any day could've been. You had the working classes and business officials. Self-expression was nothing, it was imaginary, and frowned upon. Either you worked for Better Living Industries or you were one of their hopelessly drugged minions. Forced to be happy by an amphetamine they shoved into your body. Me? I wanted nothing of it. I was a rebel, or a Killjoy, something that got you killed in todays society. Funny thing was, Killjoys never die and I was willing to take that risk.