"All my friends are Heathens" Crowds of black figures surround the room, only their shadows seen. "Take it slow" They walk as if they are crippled, but they are the most powerful beings to exist. "Please don't make any sudden moves" Moving is a sign of weakness, breathing is a sign of weakness, fear is what they feed on. "You don't know the half of the abused" You don't know us. This is a fanfiction based off Heathens by Twenty Øne Pilots Warning: Violence, Bloodshed, Horror, Trigger Warning, Smut, Mature Language. "Watch it" *****THIS BOOK IS DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE*****