A Tragic Affair

Okay, so this IS the last chapter. I would like to thank cherripepsiisgod, JulieDoc, somi, xSteelxCorpsesx, Smooshy, Chemical Angel, and xMiss_Bx for the lovely reviews. I really appreciate you guys taking the time to review this story. I know it's not the best out there but I'm glad you left me with your opinion, I just wish a few more people had done the same.

I should mention, I am NOT writing a sequel to this. I really can't, it's over, it's done. Well, unless I can invent some new and thought provoking characters in the next two minutes. Anyway, I'm actually pretty happy this is over because it frees me up to write some different fics. The next one's gonna be about vampires and feature Ville Valo from HIM so keep an eye out for that, huh? Anyway, on with the show, and thank you for reading.

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When I regained consciousness, I realized I was in a white room. Melissa had separated from me. The walls, ceiling, and floor of the room seemed to glow with their own light. The Ringmaster looked around, surprised. "Where are we?" "Your eternity." I looked over, and blinked. I'd have sworn I was seeing Mikey, but it couldn't be him. He was in a black suit, black shirt with white pinstripes down the front, a white tie and wing-tipped black boots. "Mikey?" I whispered, getting to my feet. Once I did though, I was horribly dizzy and almost went down again.

"No my darling, this is Death. He's taken Michael's form for the time being to put you at ease." Melissa explained. "So I am dead." I said, sighing. I didn't feel sad and I wasn't upset at the idea. I'd miss my friends but I would see them again. And I'd protected them, so a job well done. But Death simply laughed. He then turned to me and said, "It is not your time my dear. I simply could not bring Melissa back without bringing you as well." "You can't take me?" I asked, surprised. Death laughed again. "I know you don't want to die, but one would think you're disappointed you're not dead."

"Well you saw the hit I took to my stomach, I'm probably bleeding out as we speak." Death smiled and waved his hand through the air. It was almost like I was looking into a window that wasn't really there. I could see them gathered around me, my friends. The city hall was burning, and they'd dragged me outside. Gerard was applying pressure to my wound, Mikey was giving me mouth to mouth while Stokes did chest compressions. So they were giving me CPR, but Moth was standing away from everyone. His hands were out in front of him and his eyes were closed.

"What's he doing?" I asked, looking closer. "He's healing you. Minimal healing since he isn't a witch but it will keep you alive until the paramedics arrive." The image faded, then Death turned to the Ringmaster. "So my brother, you have finally been vanquished." I looked from Death to Melissa, confused. "Brother?" "Yes," said Death, "this is my brother Chaos. He was incarnated as a human as punishment for disobeying orders. He started your Revolutionary War a tad early. He was supposed to wait two years."

"I don't regret it." The Ringmaster said, glowering. "And what about our sister? Peace was not punished for failing to stop it sooner." "Leave her out of this. You know this was all your doing and all your own fault." "Whatever... And I am to do what now?" He asked. "Return to the Other Realm and relieve Tranquility, he's been doing your job for you and he's getting a bit stressed out. Oh and go see God before you do, They want to talk to you." Death told him. The Ringmaster shrugged, then faded out.

"Wh-what the hell?" I stammered. "Relax, it's all part of the design. Chaos was supposed to be imprisoned as the Ringmaster as part of his punishment. Justice was kind enough to help out." He said, pointing to Melissa. I looked over at her and she nodded. "I took on human form in your family to help punish Chaos. Unfortunately the side effect is not remembering my celestial origins. For Chaos it was the same."

I shivered, and I felt like I was going to cry. "You mean... Stokes, Moth, Mikey, Gerard, all of us, went through this just so this guy could get a cosmic spanking?!" I screamed. Death and Melissa, they looked at me, their faces blank but not uncaring. "Yes, but the trials you have already gone through will ensure a happy life for all of you." Melissa said. "And also, because of your lineage connecting you to Chaos and Justice, you, Gerard and Mikey are now all assured entrance to Paradise and may even apply to become angels. It will be the same for your children." Death added.

I sighed and shook my head. I pretty much knew that meant we could kill a hundred people and still get into heaven. "What about Stokes and Moth?" I asked. "I believe they deserve this rewards as well dear brother. What say you?" Melissa asked. Death was quiet, then nodded. "Yes, they may have the same reward." I smiled now. "Thank you." "Don't thank me just yet. You're about to wake in the hospital and you're going to be in alot of pain."

"One thing though my dear." Melissa said, taking my arm. "You may have one wish from me and from Death as a token of our gratitude for your immense help. Anything you desire." I really had to think about that. Wishing for anything I wanted? Hm... Finally said, "I want to have a child." Melissa smiled and nodded. "Any particular gender?" "No, boy or girl our line will continue. And I want for all of us to lead happy, productive lives, lives that we won't forget to live." "Well spoke, and done." Death said, then took my other arm. "This is going to hurt alot child. Be ready." I nodded and felt cold lips on my forehead. The cold engulfed my whole being, and everything went black again.

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That's how I wish it had ended, but it wasn't so. When I woke in the hospital, it turns out I'd dreamed the entire thing. The real memories came back to me. Gerard getting hit by that bolt, Mikey nearly torn limb from limb by the marchers. What's that you say, they're not dead? Well of course they're not dead, not technically anyway. The Ringmaster has permanently replaced Gerard, but he's taken over his body to do it. And because of the blood bond between Gerard and Mikey, the Ringmaster owns him now.

Remember how they needed me for a ritual for Halloween? Well they got their wish and in a few months we're going to find out exactly what the results are. The Ringmaster... He doesn't stop at boys, he likes girls too basically. It was painful, it was rough, and I'm surprised it didn't kill me. And now I'm pregnant, either with Mikey's or the fake Gerard's child. We'll see. But when the child is born, the rest of the Black Parade is going to be made flesh as well, and they are going to have terrible powers. They own me now, pretty much the entire Parade but Mikey and the Ringmaster like to keep me to themselves. But I do know the truth.

The Ringmaster IS Chaos incarnate, and he's not blind to it, he knows. He just doesn't want to go back! And Melissa, you know, Justice, tried to get him to go home but it was futile. Even with me, her powers weren't enough to force him back into the Other Realm.

But it doesn't matter anymore. Stokes, Moth and I are all now part of the Black Parade. We suck the souls of sinners into our fold, and now our master is plotting on getting more. As soon as he converts the rest of My Chemical Romance (it's going to take a while, Ray is putting up one hell of a fight) they're going to put on a special show. And when it comes, we're going to slip out and drag everyone into the Parade with us.

It hasn't happened yet, and God willing it won't. I'm not strong enough to fight him, I'm so tired. And my powers have been slightly diminished. I have all except the power to call Death to my hands, and now I'll never be able to stop them. But you, all of you reading this, now you have a warning. And you have a choice. If the day comes where they try to steal your soul, remember it isn't Gerard, he would never want you to do something like that. He's alive in there somewhere children, but none of us can dig him out at the moment. Maybe one of you can.

My tale is finished, and now I must go. If I'm discovered.... Oh I don't even know what would happen. I apologize for the gaps in this story, how long it's been taking to put them on the web, but put yourself in my shoes. My stomach is starting to poke out quite a bit now, so it's harder and harder for me to sneak out. If anyone out there can save us... Good luck sweetheart, you're going to need it. I love you all, and I don't wish this fate on anyone. Goodbye...

Varla.

THE END