No More (A Killjoys Fanfiction)

No More (A Killjoys Fanfiction)

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The killjoys have been riding the dry waves of the desert for weeks, not seeing so much as a human remain for miles. That is, until they see three motorcycles in the distance of the steamy road. Were they possibly henchmen of the notorious BLI corporation? No, how could they be? The bikes are colorful... In this fan fiction work, the killjoys have to buck up and decide whether or not to trust the first people they've seen in weeks, and if they do, what will they find out about them? Find out in "No More" by Rebel Cometeir.
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They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

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