*Frank's POV*
"The state of Indiana has been raided," I looked up from my guitar, to the TV that was playing the news. How the Fuck does an entire state get raided? "The suspects go by BL/I, short for Better Living Industries. Wait, that reminds me of when I was in my emo phase. I try think it was an old band called My-" I turned off the TV. This can't be happening. Is this a prank?! The phone rang, I picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Frankie?"
Oh Fuck. I almost dropped the phone.
"G-Gerard? Hey, how are you? Have you seen the news?"
"I'm okay, but I've seen it. You don't think that it's real right?"
"I'm afraid I do. Gee, they said Indiana. Remember my ex-girlfriend, Lina?"
"Yeah, the one that you got preg- Oh SHIT! Doesn't she live in Indiana? "
"Yeah, I haven't seen her forever. She could be kidnapped. Or even dead, Gee!"
"What about the kid?"
"Gee, where are you?"
"I'm actually in New York, I was working on Doom Patrol signings. Its almost over now, but Lyn-z and Bandit are at home now. Fuck, what about them?I have to get home to them."
"Gee, get to New Jersey as fast as you can."
"W-Will do, see you in a bit."
I hung up. I went to my closet. In the back, was something I never thought I would see again. My old Killjoy outfit. Suprisingly, the others' uniforms were there too. I got all the outfits out. I didn't have to worry about telling Jamia that I had to leave. She, she left me yesterday. She filled divorce and she took the kids. I found out why she left me soon. She was cheating on me. I really couldn't care anymore about her. (It hurt to right that they were perfect for each other) But my kids, I miss them like hell. I tried on my outfit, and of course, it was too small. I had put on a few pounds, so it doesn't fit too good anymore. I'm not obese, just have a bit of extra skin on hips. The shirt and vest fit, but not the pants. I went into my drawer, and grabbed a pair of skinnies that still fit.

I took my clothes and hung them up. Same with Mikey's,Ray"s, and Gerard's. Looking at the outfits reminded me of when MCR was still together. I remember when Petekey was around, that was funny as fuck. I remember making out with Gee on stage. I didn't even notice my cheeks turn red as a fucking tomato. I heard the knock on the door. Damn, Gerard got here quick. I looked at the clock and noticed that it had actually been two hours. I ran to the living room and opened the door.
"Hey Frankie." Gerard said
I felt my heart twitch a bit at the nickname. No Frank, keep it together.
"Hey. Come on in. We have a lot of catching up to do."I ushered him inside.
"Frank, where's Jamia and the kids?" He asked
"Fuck, uh. Jamia divorced me yesterday. She uh, she was uh cheating on me."
Gerard looked at me as though he was gonna beat the SHIT out of Jamia.
"Its okay though. I think we lost the spark anyways."
His features softened.
"So how's Bandit and LynZ?"
He smiled at that.
"They're great actually. Bandit is getting so freaking big. She's figured out which superhero is which, and she's really good at drawing and coloring. She loves singing. LynZ, I've been kind of worried about her though. She's been getting sick, and having high fevers. She won't let me take her to the doctor. She says it's just a flu. I'm really worried about her." I felt sorry for Gerard and Bandit. I turned on the TV. What we saw, terrified us. There, standing with a gun, was him. It was the fucker, Korse. I looked at Gee. That's when he spoke,
"You still have the clothes?"

100 miles away, two young girls were speeding down the highway. The van with Korse driving was gone, but they knew it would be a matter of time till they're back. Faith flipped her tiny gauges in her ears. She was really nervous. She had already drank a Peace Tea, a Monster, ate a Cliff Bar, and one of Kacy's apples. Kacy didn't mind. She just wanted to be able to get to Frank's house, and have him help.
"Turn right, in 100 feet."the GPS spoke. Faith was pulling on her fingerless gloves. She got into the glove department, and pulled out a pistol.
"Woah, where did you get that?" Kacy asked Faith. The older girl never saw it.
"Remember the clown attacks last year?"Kacy nodded,"Well James always kept a pistol just incase. It still has amo and has only been used once." Faith also took out a small roll of duck tape, and a pocket knife. She tore off a large piece of duck tape, and taped the pocket knife to the bottom side of the pistol.
"Now I have a great weapon." Kacy just laughed at Faiths actions. That's when Faith felt a sharp pain go straight through her shoulder. She screamed bloody murder. It distracted Kacy, and they fell into a ditch. No one was hurt, well maybe the car and Faiths shoulder, but other than that it was just a few bruises. They grabbed their weapons, and bags and got out of the car ready to fight. They turned around and saw Korse, with four Draculoids. The two girls each fired a gun. They ran, as fast as they could. Faster than they ever ran before. Kacy soon felt something hit her leg. She dropped, and screamed. There, in the back of her calve, was a knife. Faith ran back to her friend, and just as she was about to drop down to help her, a rag covered her face. It smelled of chemicals. She fought back the urge to sleep, but it was no use. She was out cold in a matter of seconds.

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