Shades Of Death Road

Well wasn't THAT disapointing? I'm getting so few reviews, it really stinks. People if you can take the time to read the story you can take the time to review. I'm so annoyed. Anyway, I know the new chapter's been a while coming, but I do actually have a job and that comes first. I need money to go see the Projekt Revolution tour. So here's chapter six, with hopefully chapter 7 following on it's heals in the next week.

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When Ville showed up at Gerard's house, he was disturbed to find only Mikey at home. He was actually across the street with Brandon (aka Bam), listening to activity in the house. He frowned, his face darkening a bit with anger and Bam asked, "What's wrong?" He'd only met Ville a few weeks ago but he was already attached to him, liked they'd been friends for eons. Because of this it made it pretty easy for Bam to read Ville's mood. "He's not here. I can hear his brother though, he's very upset." Ville told him. "You think that master guy or whatever you told me about did something to him?" "I'm not sure... We need to get closer, come on." Ville took Bam's hand, teleporting them into the house.

Ville knew the entire lay out of Gerard's home, he'd seen it in the blood. And he knew Gerard lived in the basement, so that was where he went. "Look for any clues as to where he may have gone." Ville said. Bam nodded and they began to poke around. "I don't get it, the kid had a real thing for you right?" Bam asked. "If by that you mean he loved me, yes." Ville replied, checking in the closet. "Then this doesn't make sense. I mean this kid's a messy pack rat but it doesn't look like there's anything missing. Maybe we should talk to his brother."

Ville hadn't been listening. He'd found something and the look on his face was pure shock. "What's wrong?" Bam asked. "I found his sketch book." "So?" "Brandon, he's an artist. And he never goes anywhere without it, not even to the store to buy cigarettes." "What does it mean?" "It means," a voice said behind them, "that he didn't leave here voluntarily."

Ville and Bam spun around, and saw Mikey at the foot of the stairs. "Tell me who you are and why I shouldn't call the police right this minute." Mikey said, phone in hand. "He's Ville, I'm Bam. Uh... You're not gonna call the cops because we're gonna find your brother." "You know where he is?!" Mikey practically screamed. "No, but we'll find out." Ville said, stepping closer. "Now, can you tell me the last time you saw him?"

Mikey sighed and shook his head. He should've been suspicious, hell he should have called the cops. But... He trusted these guys. "Last time I saw him was before I went to see Frank. When I came home he was gone." "Was there any kind of clue as to where he went?" Bam asked. "No, nothing." "Who's Frank?" Asked Ville, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, he's Bob's boyfriend. We were meeting to discuss Bob attacking Gee but he was late, then he left like 15 minutes later." Mikey gasped and looked at Ville and Bam. "Do you think they did this?"

Ville shook his head. "Not directly no... Mikey can Bam stay here with you? If I'm getting your brother back I need to go alone." Mikey gaped, then said, but I don't know this guy!" "If I get out of hand just shoot me, or give me a blow job, either or." Bam said, then laughed. "Look, just because my brother is gay doesn't mean I am." Mikey said. "Can he stay?" Mikey glared at both of them, then said, "One night." "Deal."

"Okay let me talk to him alone for a minute." Said Ville. "Fine." Mikey replied, then went up the stairs. "How did you do that?" Bam asked. "Easy, he would have come to trust us and befriend us eventually, I just sped up the process in his mind. Now listen, I should be back before dawn, I know who took him." "Bob's master?" Ville smiled at Bam. "You have been paying attention. Yes I believe so." "So now what?"

"Guard Mikey. If this master would go so far as to kidnap Gerard I don't know what else he's capable of." "Should I summon Cole?" Bam asked. "Only if there's an attack. Just try to keep Mikey calm and watch over him. And don't torment him like you do your parents." "Oh c'mon Ville, would I do that?" "In a heart beat." Ville smiled, then hugged Bam. "Be safe." And with that, he vanished.

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When I awoke the next night, I felt better than I had in years. I yawned and got out of the bed, stretching. The satin sheets made it a bit difficult and I almost fell, but I shrugged it off and padded over to the bathroom. I cleaned up, then walked back into the bedroom. I went over to the other side of the bed and smiled. Jared was still asleep, his hair ruffled and he was dead to the world. I gently shook his shoulder, then said, "It's dusk master, time to get up."

Jared yawned, then stretched. His eyes opened and he smiled at me. "Good evening Gideon," he said as he sat up, "are you ready to be introduced?" "Yes master." I replied. He got up and lead me to the closet. Jared had been great. He'd erased my former life because it'd been too painful, so I didn't remember it at all. And he'd given me a new name, Gideon. It was unusual but refined, which is what Jared wanted me to be.

"Now it's not a black tie event, but it's formal so we'll need a suit for you... Yes here we are." Jared selected a black three piece suit with a velvet blazer and a silver silk tie. I looked it over and smiled. "It's beautiful master." "It will be more beautiful when it's on you. Get dressed." Jared kissed my cheek and left the room.

I dressed quickly, smiling the whole while. 'Feel so good, better than in years' kept going through my head, like a personal mantra. And it was true, so I didn't mind. I pulled on a pair of wing tipped shoes I'd found in the closet, then stepped out of it. I moved over to the mirror and was playing with my hair and thinking of the party, when I heard something behind me. I turned around and jumped, there was a man there I hadn't seen before. "Who are you?" I asked, curious. He looked almost hurt when I said it. "Gerard, it's me Ville." I blinked, then shook my head. "I'm sorry, you must have me confused with someone else. I'm Gideon."

Ville stared at me, his jade green eyes seeming to pierce my heart. And they were very familiar eyes. "No, you aren't. What have they done to you?" He asked, coming closer. "What are you talking about?" I asked in reply, stepping back from him. "You're not Gideon, you're Gerard." The name didn't ring a bell, and this guy was starting to scare me. "I... I'm sorry but I'm not Gerard." "No, he isn't, not anymore." I looked up and sighed in relief, Jared had come back. He was in a suit similar to mine, except he wore a black tie.

He glided into the room, his eyes fixed on Ville. "How dare you invade my citadel, and disturb my new companion. I should destroy you right now." He growled. "You don't have the power, little master." Ville replied, then laughed. "How could you have become so cocky with so little power? You are like a flickering candle flame. One small gust of wind and you would go out."

Jared's eyes widened, but then he smiled. "If I am so powerless..." He held his hand out to me and I went to him, taking his hand. "Then how is it Gideon is mine now?" "Any vampire can alter or erase the memory of a human. But it takes a real master to reclaim it." Ville told him, then looked at me. "Come back to me Gerard." I felt slightly dizzy, and I couldn't tear my gaze away from his.

Ville was speaking to me, I think Jared was yelling for me but I couldn't pull away. "Come back Gerard. Remember me, and Mikey, even Ray. Your parents, your past, remember." My head started to hurt slightly, then it felt like I was being stabbed in the eyes with flaming hot daggers. The stabbing pain was in my head and I screamed. I fell to the ground, with Jared and a man I didn't recognize standing over me being the next sight that greeted my eyes. "Was that necessary Synyster?" Jared growled. "Broke the link didn't it?" He replied.

I looked to my left, and saw Ville lying on the floor next to me, unconscious. "Ville..." I whispered. My mind was a tangle of faded memories, but one came through. Ville saving me from the water, saving me from my sorrow. Then I was in Jared's arms, his lips at my throat. "Forget him." He whispered to me, then he drank from me again.

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There, wasn't that fun? And btw yes I know I'm torturing Gerard, I wouldn't write him if I wasn't going to. REVIEW.