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Part 2
Brittany smiled. “********, I still cant believe your here, and I left my dad for you.”
I laughed.
“Awe... now it sounds like were in a relationship,” Britt sighed.
I took a sip of my slurpee, and dug around in my pocket for my piece of s**t cell phone. It was one of the bigger old ones.
“You know her number right?” I questioned Britt.
She took the phone from me and looked up at me.
“Take off your hood! You have killer hair! You don't need it!,” She violently pulled off my hood, leaving me laughing while she dialed Carla's number.
She then handed the phone back to me.
I could hear it ringing between static.
“s**t its fuzzy,” I murmured.
“Well its better than mine, Christ I don't even have a phone,” Britt rambled.
There was a loud click in my ear and someone said hello.
“Carla?”
“Yeah, who the hell is calling at this time of night?” The girl yawned.
“Its Goddess, and Britt.”
“WHAT?!?!” There was a loud crash on the other end, as I expected she either dropped the phone or fell out of whatever she was sitting in.
I smiled. “Yeah remember that PM I sent you a few days ago?”
“Yeah, but I so didn't think that was you.” She sounded surprised, and more awake than she had when she answered the phone.
“You sound funny,” She added, now she was more into it.
I shrugged the playful insult off as another loud crackle interrupted our call.
“Okay,” Carla continued. “I want you guys to meet me at “The Boathouse” At ten tomorrow morning.”
Now she was in charge.
I agreed and hung up on her, getting back at her saying I sounded funny.
I turned to Britt who immediately demanded the details.
“We need to be in Guelph tomorrow morning,” I explained. “So we should steal a car or something.”
Britt nodded. She too was getting more into my far fetched plan.
Thats when I remembered.
“Britt! I brought you something,” I opened my small Nitemare Before Christmas bag that usually hung at my side and pulled out three hair dyes, blue, pink and green. “Have at 'er.”
She gasped and grabbed the things from my hands.
“OH MY GAWD THANKS SO MUCH.”
And then I was engulfed by Brittany.

Carla smiled, sitting on her bed with her back pack stuffed to bursting, it was morning and time for her to get out of the house. Her alarm had went off at 930, giving her enough time to get down to the boathouse.

......
On empty shelves
In empty rooms
In lifeless skys
In lifeless skys
In empty shells
I remember when I used to
Be my own self
I remember when.....


Aiden cut through the scilence that was Guelph, and when Carla got down to the boathouse, she saw where it was coming from.
A really old, beat up, black car.
There was a very angry looking morning crowd sitting around the boathouse.
She knew it was them.
Knocking on the car window, the door opened and the music got even louder as the car shut off .
There was Brittany, and Chels, in the flesh.
“Am I dreaming?” Carla laughed staring at the two. “And Britt! Your hair!!!”
It was Green and black.
They had dyed.
She pulled the two in a group hug and whispered in their ears; “Can either of you drive?”

I shook my head, “Thats why we need to get some ice cream and drive to the border and ditch the car.”
I whispered back.
“As if were going to get across the border without an adult,” Carla scolded.
I had forgot about that.
“Any ideas?” Britt questioned.
“Lets get some Ice cream.”

Part 4.
It was bliss, staying in a New York hotel room with the six best girls in the world. All went well, the other two phone calls had been the same as the first four. Shock, disbelief and a lot of noise.
All girls had brought bags, making this smarter than myself, as I only brought my purse.
We used my remaining dye on hair.
So everyone in the group had rad hair. I advised the girls to go apply for jobs in New York as this was going to be our basis of opperations. Warped Tour had to hit here.
And there were plenty a TV stations to choose froom.
Eventually everyone wound up with a job. We made enough to buy ourselfs and apartment and even a computer.
That was something we all needed to survive.
We took over 'The Black Parade' a week ago. Brittany could hack like a mad woman.
Even though she was a master at hacking, it had only been a few minutes before she was yelling; “s**t, s**t, they rerouted me into friendster.”
We were all laughing at her.
I shifted my weight in my chair, as my sister poked me.
“Mhm?” I hummed.
“So you really think this is going to work?” she questioned.
I turned to Claire. “Have a little faith, I mean, I know its farf ectched but I bet we can pull it off.”
Mandy had said she was unsure too.
And so had Beth.
But they hadn't felt the magic yet.
“Look it how far we've gotten already!” Carla yelled. “Its practically a revolution already.”

“Ignoring the fight brewing before me I announced the new course of action. “Someone needs to get a job at a TV station, I don't care which one, just get a job there.”
They stoped talking and turned to me.
“Why?!”
“You'll see, just the least weird looking of us, go apply.”
Mandy shook her head. “Lets all apply at different times, the better the chances.”
I smiled. “Did I ever tell you, you were brilliant?”
Mandy shook her head. “No actually you should do it more.”

It turned out that the only one who was hired was Beth. And she was the first to apply.

It was a nice day outside, and standing on the balcony beat sitting inside.
I heard the sliding door open as someone came to join me.
“I STILL THINK WE NEED AN ADULT!”
Carla broke the silence.
I shrugged.”Lets go adult hunting then.”
“I think we should send Claire, Mandy, and Sami,” Carla smiled. Beth was at the TV station, getting to know it.
“Tell em then.”

“BUT WHY JUST US?!” Sami protested, shotting glares at Carla.
“Well its obvious someone has to stay with Goddess, I mean shes not THAT smart,” Carla remarked, crossing her arms.
“We'll take her then!” Claire grabbed my hand pulling me to their side. “Shes got a better judge of character than you anyways.”

So we were adut hunting. As Chessy as it sounded.
“We need to go to local venues,” I started. “Thats the only place I can think of finding someone with the slightest inclination of helping.”
'Or the skate park,” Claire suggested.
I shrugged. “Or the skate park.”
The Skate park was huge.
It was amazing, filled with people that looked exactly like us. It was like home away from the apartment.
So we started walking around.

As expected we had no luck, everyone just looked at us weird. Just wait, they would see what they passed up.
Shrugging our failed attempts off I told the others that we had to go shopping.
Without a second guess they agreed.
Kmart.
It was huge, and there was something about that store that just made me want to steal.
But I didn't, yet.
I walked into the store narrowly avoiding the sliding doors that nearly killed you every time you walked through them.
With the posse behind me we walked around the store.
Ending up in the Barbie isle (with much protest from Clarie) I explained the shopping list.
“We need masks that only cover our eyes, we need black face paint, we need black clothes. Not dresses as that would distinguish our sex.”
I stopped as a little girl walked past our huddle, giving us weird looks.
“And thats it, I finished, meet back here when everyone has enough for themselves, I'll worry about the others.”
“But does it have to be Barbie?” Claire moaned.
We broke and I ended up walking with Mandy and Sami in search of masks and face paint.
Eventually we found it. I picked out a silver mask, Mandy a red one, Sami a blue one.
I picked a green one for Britt, a purple one for Beth, and a gold one for Carla. Claire showed up and picked out a White one. The masks were sparky making it them all the better.
We picked up the clothes and ran off to the checkout.
Her name tag read Talyn, which surprised me because I definatly knew a Tylan from gaia.
I lifted an eyebrow and placed the things on the counter, then I leaned over the till too look at her shoes.
“Erm.. Miss? What are you doing?” She said.
“Looking at your shoes,” I replied.
“I don't think thats really nessiscary.”
“You, you, have a gaia don't you?”
She nodded.
I copied her nod. “Well – so – do – we.”
“So?”
She was a tricky one. She reached out to grab our things and start scanning them, and i noticed that her hands were covered in blood and sharpie.
“What do you need all these for?” She asked.
I shrugged. “Oh you know the usual.”
“Actually, no I don't know.”
I laughed and handed her the money.
“You should really come by out apartment when your off of work.”
I took her hand, and a sharpie of my own and scribbled the address between the other scribbles on her hand.
We took our things and left.

“Erm... Goddess?”
I smiled.
“Did you know her?” Sami asked.
“Well yeah from gaia.”
“How do you know thats the same user?” Mandy joined in on the questioning.
“Just by what she lookeed like.”

When night hit everyone was back at the apartment. Beth had said her day was great, and that now she knew the TV station like the back of her hand, even though she was only a maintenance mans help.
What could seven bucks and hour get you?
I explained to her about the run in at Kmart and she nodded.

Lights turned off in Kmart, giving off a kind of powering down sound.
It was late out as all the employees piled out of the store.
The girl we are following, didn't have a car, so she walked to the buss. But then she remembered. That girl.
That apartment.
And changed directions.
Why?
She didn't know. She didn't even know what user off of gaia she was.
But there was something about them. The whole group. Maybe it would be something to change her life.

She pushed the buzzer and said her name, the front door opening.
When she reached them, they all gave her warm welcomes.
She smiled and took a seat on the floor, as they had no sofas.
“So erm... why am I here?” She asked.
“Well to put it simply,” Claire started.
“Were taking over the world,” Beth finished her sentence.
Then we all chimed in and told her everything, after which, her ear started to bleed.
I thought it was from all that we said, but it turned out that it was from a piercing in the cartilage.
I got her a Kleenex for it.
“So... do you like you job?” I asked trying to make conversation.
She shook her head. “I absolutely ******** hate Kmart.”
“Did you tell her our user names?” Britt asked, saving my a**.
“Oh yeah, well, were, [UserFruendly, Nuzumi, The Umbrella Academy, It_Spelled_Chorus, .mistress.grimm., superstar 2828, and Ferris_Wheel_Ablaze.” I pointed to everyone in succession.
“And your [.T.o.x.i.c.o.l.o.g.y.].”
She nodded.

Blarg. I tried to make it cool. I dont know how cool it is.
And these are the songs that I use to write too:
http://media.putfile.com/AFI---prelude-26
http://media.putfile.com/Enter-the-Circus
http://media.putfile.com/Tommy-Lee---Love-Train
They are the songs I picture for the soundtrack of the story. So lisetn to them.

[Turn On Your TV]

Televisions everywhere sputtered a silver snow. Everyone watching TV was looking at the same blank screen.
The sound slowly faded into what AFI fans would recognize as the prelude to December Underground. And then the snow was replaced with people.
They made viewers gasp. There were eight of them, all dressed in black. Even their faces were painted black. It was a costume. The one sitting in front had a silver mask over just its eyes, leaving her mouth and nose visible. The others had masks of other colors, but the sliver one sparkled.
It was brilliant, you couldn't tell whether they were male or female, and most importantly you couldn't judge them by how they looked or what color their skin was.

A grin grew on sliver's face.
“Call us 'The Black Parade.'” She slowly said. “www.theblackparade.com”
“I'm glad too see that we have achieved your attention, for there are pressing issues we would like to discuss.”
They were so formal, yet so relative, it confused the best of people.
“The world is changing and not for the better,” the silver one continued. “People are so judgmental they don't allow people of the same sex to be together when they love each other. People are so judgmental that anyone who looks different is shunned and treated different. Parents kick their kids out of their own homes just because they dyed their hair a funny color.

If you ask me that needs to stop.

Prices are rising for gas. How will humans we able to get around?
Food is going up, how will we eat?
Everything is going up, but you know whats going down? Workers wages.
It seems that we have to die to live.

If you ask me this needs to stop.

Organized religions are trying to convert people who don't even know what religion is. Its religion against religion, and whoever has the most people saved wont go to hell. Who are you too tell us were going to hell? I believe thats gods decision.

If you ask me this needs to stop.

The world is based around sex. You think about it every seven seconds, theres porn shops everywhere. People want to have sex as bad as they want food or the basic needs. Theres people on the Internet messaging little girls, asking them if they want to star in a porn movie. And the kids say yes because their family is hard up on cash.

If you ask me, this needs to stop.

And lastly look at what the youth today is going through in school. Theres kids beating them up or the way they look. Theres kids trying to get other kids to do drugs, theres kids with no friends.
I think the parents need to take more responsibility when raising their child. So many are homeless, how would you like to receive the call telling you yours is dead, or yours brought the gun to school that killed 15 other kids.” Silver paused.
And the phones rang. The smart ones sat there astonished letting it ring, the others picked it up only to hear the same message as was on TV.

“If you ask us, we are in need of a revolution, and if you agree, join us. The teens of today are the adults of tommorow.”

Hundreds of kids and adults alike rushed to the computer, and at the same time hundreds sat where they were, it looked like the people of today would need a little more persuasion.

The television cut out, the words “The Black Parade” still etched into every screen.

From that moment on the followers did all they could to help. They did all they could to look for the next clue to this mystery. But nothing followed.

Part 7
“What the ******** are we supposed to do for a distraction?” Carla moaned. The group had already split.
And Sami, Carla and Dante were walking behind the stage near the band tents.
“One of you punch me,” He stated.
“NO!” Sami yelled. They were already attracting attention.
And thats when Carla reached over and did it.
Dante fell to the ground in a ball, his face hurt and bleeding. But it wasn't too bad, she was a girl, so she didn't punch that hard.
That was what Dante was expecting.
People began flooding them wondering what had happened.
The whole of My Chem came pushing through the crowd.
“Whats happened here?” Gerard's voice was the loudest. But no one answered him.
The blond man looked to the ground and then from girl to girl.
His eyes grew wide as he spotted blood on Carla's hand.
“You did this to him?” It looked like the vocals of MCR was having trouble putting the puzzle together. “Your just a girl.”
How could that come from him?
If anything Gerard Way wasn't sexist.
Carla was mad.
“What?” she stuttered.
It seemed as if the world was even affecting the greats.
And then what he said, hit him, and he immediately started to apologize.
But this was all to much, epically when Dante was coved in blood from his nose, lying on the ground.
She fainted.

Gee carried her to the first aid tent, followed by the rest of MCR.
The distraction had worked.
Dante and Sami walked the opposite direction, ready to get into costume. Dante, still bleeding slightly, it would stop soon. Being friends Carla hadn't hit him that hard.

Carla awoke in Gerard's arms, on the way to the tent. It took her awhile to comprehend the situation.
He was carrying her to the first aid tent.
The blond set her down on the nearest table and looked her over, causing her to blush slighty.
It wasn't everyday the lead of MCR looked you up and down.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
But before she could answer everything and everyone just stopped.
Nor could anyone see. Warped tour was filled with smoke. Where it came from no one knew, but nothing was visible.
It was completely silent except for the following:

“Ladies and gentlemen
Boys and girls
Step right up, step right up
Come closer, you won't believe your eyes
Behind this curtain,
Witness something you've never seen before,
Heard before, dreamt before
The most amazing show on earth

La la la la la la la
It's the most amazing show on earth
La la la la la la la

Do you want to be widely entertained?
People to know your name?
Do you crave fame?
Well they say "things aren't always what they seem to be"
Even your greatest fantasies
You won't believe your eyes
Won't even recognise
The wonderment that lies
Behind the shimmer and the lights

Is it true what they say?
Is it all just fun and games?
Or is there more behind the makeup,
And the faces full of paint?

I ask you, do you want to come and play?
Hahahaha
Get the world to come and play
Hahahaha

So sit back, relax, fasten your seatbelts
It's going to be a bumpy ride to the other side”

The smoke cleared and on the main stage, where the new My Chemical Romance was supposed to be stood a group.
Not just any group.
Hands flew in the air, as the crowd erupted in cheers and screams. People pumped their fists in the air.
And there stood Silver, twirling Gerard's microphone the same way he did. She bore a huge grin on her face at the irony.

But none of them said anything. They waited.

Carla grinned at her friends cleverness and the part she played in it all.
“s**t!” She heard Gerard yell. He grabbed her hand and pulled her beside him. He was worried that she would pass out again.
They weaved in and out of the crowd until the whole of My Chem and Carla reached the stage.
Carla refused to go on stage, for fear of becoming noticed it would ruin the Revolution.
Gerard jumped up and Silver turned to him. They were standing face to face. Silver stopped twirling the mic and with a flourish bowed to the man.
“Its defiantly a pleasure to meet you. “
The microphone was used for speaking again.
Gerard was awestruck.
“We're here today to propose to you an idea. Now I hope you understand that Ideas never die, just people do. And if you refuse us, we'll get someone bigger. “
Silver stepped closer to Gerard.
“Obviously you know what we're up too, for theres no need for an explanation, but we do want you to take your own idea back into your hands and help us take it farther.
We're going to change the world.”
Gerard couldn't help but smile, and so did the rest of the band.
“The choice is yours, we need you to continue.
Its an open forum, if others would like to help – say Aiden, or AFI, talk to Gerard here.”
He grabbed the mic out of Silver's hands.
“I guess its official. Everyone here today is witnessing the begging of a revolution.” The singer nodded, handing the microphone back to Silver.
She refused it.
“Now play us some ******** music.”
She pulled Gee into a hug, carefully whispering the apartment address in his ear.
There was a loud roar from the audience. People cheered them as The Black Parade walked off stage.
They received another nod from the man as they walked into the bathrooms, locking the doors.
"We are the ******** s**t," Ty smiled, clinking her bottle with Brit's.
Britt nodded.
It was the next day and everyone was once again having a victory drink.
And then there was a knock on the door.
"The bands are here."

[Voters Tally]
The ride there was awkward.
“I wish we could just advada kedavera his a**,” Carla said.
And you know what?
We had to get out of the car and walk, in our costumes, but we fit in.
Because everyone else around us was in costumes too.
I swear the all of Washington was filled with people.


“And when your heart stops beating,
Ill be there wondering,
did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your

And if you get to heaven,
Ill be there waiting, waiting,
did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your life wont wait,
then your heart cant take this hell...”

My Chemical romance.
People sung along and cheered.
The White House knew something was up, we weren't very inconspicuous.
Security was outside, but they couldn't do anything, the people of America were like a wall.
Everyone was holding hands, Like a love train. It was a revolution.
And then The Black Parade showed up.
The crowd parted allowing them to walk single file, exactly like a parade. Like other times people cheered and the music stopped.
Gee smiled, and the rest of the band couldn't help but join into the good mood.
There were even bands around that hadn't shown up at the apartment.
The member in the gold mask spotted a German band and squeaked, a German band.
It must have taken them awhile to get down to America.
All of Aiden was there too, causing certain members to blush, but it was unnoticeable under the black paint and masks.
After taking notice that almost every band was there, the Silver masked one, presented Gerard with the same flowery bow as used at Warped tour.
He handed her the microphone.
“Friends, family, it has been to long, but from what I see here, your faith remains.”
Audience members were confused, none of them bore a gun, how would they kill the president?
Some raised their hand. And others followed.
“I know what your thinking, how are going going to kill the president?”
People nodded.
“Its already done, it was done last night, all we have to do is wait.”
There were gasps, people were shocked.
The only one who wasn't shocked was silver.
“Last night I was in the White House, silent as a ghost.”
Security was freaking out. Running back inside, trying to get to the president, but he was gone.
Just sitting there, cold and dead, in his chair.
Even they knew it was time for a change.
Silver laughed. But it wasn't the same, warm laugh.
And then silver withdrew a small glass vile, from within the costume.
It was held up, people staring at it.
“Hes dead, last night he had his final drink, and he laughed as he perished. Even he himself knew it was over. His last words?”
Silver grinned.
“Thank you.”

It was a mixture of shock, confusion and happiness.
It was time for a new start.

“So the question remains, why are you here today?”
The one in the green mask stepped forwards, Green had already figured it out.
The mic was taken from the leader.
“Your here to pick a new leader.”
Silver stepped off stage, followed by the rest of TBP.
“On a piece of paper right the name of who you want. And hand it too a band member, any band member.”
In answer, there was a collection of nods as people got to work.
The Black Parade had TV coverage. It wasn't known before, but they were on every TV around the world, again.

The gold masked member went off on her own. Something earlier had caught her eye.
And she went up to him. But their conversation was in German, so I couldn't tell you what it was.

And the blue masked member departed. She ended up talking to someone named Troy.

It took a few hours before people started to leave. And once everyone but the bands were gone, the ballots were brought to Silver.
There was over a million.
And so began the voters tally.

Part 12

Lined up in a row.
We sat.
This was it. Would we judged?

We blended in with the black backdrop, only the colourful masks standing out.
And so it started.
The red one was first.
"Mandy."
She removed her mask.
Then the blue.
"Sami"
Then the green.
"Britt"
Then the gold.
"Carla"
Then the White.
"Claire"
The Purple.
"Beth"
Orange.
"Dante."
And lastly the pink mask was removed revealing Ty.
As Gerard worked his way down the line, he stoped at Ty.
People were confused, first they were presented with Gerard, and now they were missing the silver one.
The supposed leader?
And the man didnt say anything at all about the silver one.
Where was he/she?

"These are the faces of today, tommrow, and yesterday. Our future rests with nine teenagers. How does that make you feel?
I myself have never felt better."

The camera panned over allowing the silver masked person to step into frame. Silver wasnt sitting, like the rest of her team. But instead Silver looked right at the camera, standing next to Gerard, she removed her mask.
"Have I kept my identity well hidden?"

The people that knew these kids were feeling a mixture of hate and pride.
Of coruse when everything went back to normal there would be punishment.
But whos to say things would go back to normal?

"Your looking at the face of your new leader," Gerard continued, raising his hand and showing me off as if I were product.
And again came the bow.
Starting at the hand and working its way through my body.

Gerard was still talking.
"People of today, your in for a treat. Thigns will change.
This is something none of us can explain."
And then he touche don the most obvious matter.
"To think that a group of kids noticed things were wrong before adults even dreamt it.
The world needs to get smarter."

Chels had sat down with the others.

"As The Black Parade, our first notion is too lower prices, so people can eat, and aford gas. Once again you will remember what its like to be able to live.
A better standard of living is on its way."

The televison sets went black.
Leaving the group sitting around dumbly in an unfilmed TV studio. <******** Gee that was brilliant," Ty congraduated.
Everyone else joined in on giving the man paraises and hugs.

"I think a party is in order," Carla commented.
Everone nodded.
But things were differant now. They could do just about anything.
From that moment on people knew who they were.

"You guys go party," Chelsey was kind of quiet. "Ive got buisiness to attend too."
She grinned.
"You'll like it though."

The others left without her. Besides she was acting weird lately. And the only one that ever really talked too her was Gerard.

And so the group split. Figurativley speaking.
Or was it?

They didnt come home drunk, or stoned.
Gerard was sober.
But they're kind of party was coffee and the internet cafe.

And I wouldnt call it coming home.
Bacause in the time they were away I took the money and used it to make us offical.
We now lived ina n offical building.
It was a castle. As stupid as that sounds it was really a castle.

There were dungeons, and corridors, and emaculet ball rooms.
And the biggest kitchen one could ever behold.
The tiles were a mixture of Silver, gold and red.
The furiture was all wooden. Furnished beautifuly.

So the group returned to the apartment only to find a note.
"We dont live here anymore, and we have no more money, but it will come."

"Shes ******** up."

And so The Black Parade hit the streets in search of thier leader.

"Lets check the tree," Ty suggested.
And there they found another clue.

"This is directed at Carla; Think Harry Potter, this place isnt hard to find, its probally staring you in the eye."


It was common sense. Since when did a castle just appear?
And since when was it built in about three hours?
It had to have been started eariler.

"Were looking for a ******** castle." Carla said, figuring out the clue.

"What?!"

She nodded. "So has anyone seen a castle lately?"


The Castle was built on the water. The Ocean to be percise, just outside of new york.

I sighed standing in the court yard, looking up at the clear sky.
Would they find me?