Death Is Our Specialty (Gerard Way FF)

Death Is Our Specialty (Gerard Way FF)

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Misery, regret, an unmovable sense of insecurity - these fears controlled my life until now. He changed it all. One look from his hazel-green eyes and I felt my destiny shift. From birth, my fate consisted of holding the apathetic hands of Death and awaiting the moment when he would look me in the eye and wrench my fingers backwards, breaking every single bone in my hand and wrist, severing our hauntingly peaceful agreement of mortality. Nevertheless, when I met Gerard, I no longer feared Death's cold grip. I became aware of the false reality placed upon me and planned my escape. I didn't need to live in fear, I just needed to live. I would control Death, become Death, even. I would be the Grim Reaper and fate would be consumed by horror if she dared gaze upon my unearthly countenance. I would be my own and no other's. At that realization, I left everything behind. I swerved off the road of circumstance and paved my own. And to Party Poison I owed it all. (Gerard Way aka "Party Poison" FF) This story is a spinoff of the KillJoy series A/N: Chapters will be named after My Chemical Romance, Halsey, Melanie Martinez, and possibly more, songs. I suggest you look them up while reading because most of the time, they fit the chapter pretty well.
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