THE Demolition Lovers

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

xx__ Chapter 1__xx

"We're NEVER gonna be able to work on this today, guys", addmitted Gerard, sweat shining on his face. The band were working on their new album, but so many distractions had happened that day it was impossible to do so. Gerard was stuck thinking about the time he went out for one of his ciggarettes, and somecrazy fan came up and hugged him so tight he swallowed the thing. Bob and Mikey had to carry the fan away from him, while Frank called the ambulance. Gerard had to go to the Emergancy Room to get the ciggarette surgically removed.
The five men departed the studio, all looking angry and exhausted from the days work. Mikey pulled his elder brother aside before he went off to his home, which was in a different direction to Gerards. "Look, if you have any troubles tonight, any at all, call me. I don't want you getting hurt, Gerard", whispered Mikey, looking up at the night sky. It was a clear night, a velvety blue colour with a purple tinge. All was silent.
"Okay Mikey. Okay", replied Gerard reluctantly, after his brother had shot caring glares at him. "See you tomorrow at recording, Little Bro." And with that, Gerard reached up to pat Mikey on his head, walked round the corner, and entered his dark and gloomy mansion.
As Gerard sat on his balcony, another ciggarette in his hand, the night darkened around him. It was now nearly pitch black, the only light issuing from the candle on Gerards outside dinner table on the balcony. Cloud had whisked over the sky earlier that evening, and now the last remenants were fighting to stay in their place in the sky. Eventually, the wind removed them. The full moon was visable in the darkness, watching, waiting for the moment...

xx__ Chapter 2 __xx

A scream of hurrendous pain spurted from Gerard's mouth. His astonishing green eyes went exceedingly bloodshot; within mere moments, the iris had turned a gruesome blood red colour. Gasping for air, Gerard staggered out of his chair. Letting rip another shriek of agony, Gerard toppled and landed in a heap on his balcony. A boney bat-like arm erupted from each of his shoulders. A leathery substance folded between the fingers, which, when the arm waved in circles, would cause him to hover of the ground. Wings were attached to Gerards body. With another howl of pain, causing Gerards back to arch rigidly, his canines becoming rapidly longer and sharper.
The Demon crawled to the corner of his balcony, where he sat on the cold concrete floor, hunched over and gasping with pain. This is what Mikey had meant. This is why he was worried. If anything especially bad happened during Gerards monthly forced transformation( normally he can transform fine, but it is exceedingly painful to be forced to by the moon), he should let Mikey know as soon as possible.
A shadowy figure leapt onto the balcony. It was hooded, wearing only black. It kept its face down low. Gerard looked up, his red eyes gleaming in the light of the moon. The figure glided across the balcony to him, and beant down to his eye level. It lowered it's hood, and removed it's long, swaying coat.
Gerard stared, transfixed. There, kneeling before him, was a girl. A girl he had heard of from Billie Joe, when Green Day took My Chemical Romance on tour with them. This girl had shoulder length black hair, that framed her face. She had shocking and extravagent green eyes, which looked sunken into her head as she was wearing vast quantities of black eye liner and eye shadow, and skin so pale it looked ghostly against the dark night. She wore a My Chemical Romance hoodie and what looked alot like black drainpipes, but instead of ending tight around her ankles, they went into a bootleg cut and gathered around her ankles. They had a red patch on the right pocket, which reminded Gerard of his own drainpipes.
"Gerard, are you okay? I know what has happened here tonight. I know your Gerard Way", spoke the girl. Her voice was kind, gentle and understanding. "I know how you feel, Gerard. I know its hard for you. Please come back inside, before you catch a chill", she continued, holding out her hand. Gerard took it, and she helped his weak form stand and re-enter his house. He was too stunned to speak.
She sat Gerard on the sofa and closed every door. There was a blanket over Gerards bed, which she fetched and wrapped around him. Gerard nodded a word of thanks, still unable to speak. She sat down next to him. She asked, in that gentle voice,"Would you like a drink, Gerard? Tea? Coffee? Hot Chocolate?"
At last, Gerard managed to speak, although his voice unusually small and shy. "Hot Chocolate, please" he answered.
But insted of rising to go and boil the kettle, the girl stayed sitting exactly where she was. Insted, she pulled what looked like a very smooth and shiny wooden rod from the back pocket of her jeans. She murmered something under her breath, while maiking an odd swaying movement with the rod. Two steaming mugs of hot chocolate appeared from thin air.
Gerard did not look suprised in the slightest way. In fact, he looked as though he had been expecting something like this to happen. He caught his mug, and muttered a word of thanks to the girl, clearly deep in thought.
After a momentary silence while the pair sipped their drinks, the girl started to make conversation. "I guess I should introduce myself", started the girl."My name is-"
"Yazmin, I know," finnished Gerard, regaining his voice. He smiled as he said this.
"How do you know my name?" asked the girl, astonished that Gerard knew of her existance.
"There was a certain person who told me", he explained. He continued,"He is a very gifted wizard, as I'm sure you know. His name is Billie Joe Armstrong. I do believe he's your father."
The Witch was dumbstruck. She stared at him, entranced by his knowledge of her kind.
Yazmin had a secret. She had always been in love with Gerard, and her father having met him, told Gerard all about her. Never did she once think she would ever meet Gerard.
But Gerard harboured a secret too. After all the stories he had heard abotu the girl, he became desperate to meet her. As he saw her that evening, with her alarming green eyes and shining black hair, he realised she was beautiful. After she spoke her first words to him in a kind voice, understanding him, treating him like a normal person and friend, he came to realise the stories about her were true, and his feelings for her increased. Gerard Way was in love with the Witch.
"Well", said Yazmin, blushing."I suppose I better go before anyone realises I was ever here...", and she stood up to leave.
"No! Please stay!" said Gerard loudly, grabbing her hand. She turned round to face him, as he blushed. She sat back down again. She could feel herself turning redder, as her love for the man sitting beside her grew wilder and more desirable.
"Gerard, I-I...", Yazmin started, knowing she was turning redder and redder by the second. She kept on stuttering, but Gerard cut across her.
"Shhh, it's okay. I know what you are trying to say", he whispered. Yazmin thought she was going to die from embarresment, until she realised his tone was not angry, but happy. He pulled her closer to him, and put his arms around her, as they turned to face each other.
"Yazmin, I know how you feel about me, your father told me. And I have to tell you the truth", Gerard said, comfortingly, even though the girl he was holding in his arms was close to tears; she thought that Gerard would never want to see her again.
"I guess i should be going then", Yazmin sniffed, tears trickling down her face.
"No, you shouldn't. Yazmin, I love you too. More than anything", Gerard said quietly, and her flow of tears ceased. She stared at him.
Gerard was moving closer to her now. The girl could count the freckles on his face. Gerard was pulling her towards him slowly, carefully, as though not to break her.
"Yazmin, we love each other. We were meant to be together. We aren't like most people, we aren't normal. People can't understand us as much either. Yazmin, will you be my girlfriend?" Gerard asked soothingly, knowing the answer.
"Of course, Gerard!" Yazmin replied joyfully, crying from happiness. Gerard was pulling her towards him even more, he could see the tears clinging to her eyelashes, until both of them closed their eyes, and embraced true loves first kiss....
A loud bang boomed somewhere below the happy couple. The two broke apart, and gazed outside the window. It was near sunset, and people in houses oppisite were starting to rise.
"I'm really sorry Gerard, I have to go", rushed Yazmin, collecting her cloak. "I'll keep in touch. And it might be a good idea to tell the rest of your band you have a girlfriend, you wouldnt want them getting suspicious about what your doing everynight."
And then, as unexpectedly as she appeared, the girl vanished into thin air. Gerard was left sitting alone, already missing his true love.

xx__ Chapter 3 __xx

"Gerard, you okay?" asked Frankie. It was the second day of recording, and once again, it was going rather badly. Gerard was absorbed in thoughts, Ray had fallen asleep with his head in Bob's lap and nobody could move him (he had passed out due to Mikey pole dancing for a dare)and Frankie had used the microphone for a weight-lifting session. Gerard took a puff out of his ciggarette; he needed to clear his mind with fresh air, but his craving was calling him. He was thinking about what Yazmin had said: To tell the rest of the band he had a girlfriend, and who she was. As he re-entered the studio, he called the rest of the band to gather around him. "Look guys, I have a connfession to make", he started, but then Frankie and Mikey cut across him.
"Yeah, us too Gerard... you see, we've kinda met some girls and...." but the sentance didn't need finnishing, as Gerard was wearing a broad grin across his face.
"Yeah, me too guys, me too. So what are their names? What are they like?" Gerard wanted to know.
"Well...." said Mikey slowly, but looking sly. "Her names Loz.... she said she knows someone whos a witch, goes by the name of Yazmin or something" (Gerard coughed in alarm at this point, and so did Frankie)" and... shes a Vampire", he finnished, grinning.
"How does your girl know someone claled Yazz?" demanded Frankie. "My girl knows her! My baby is called Allie, and she's a Siren. Gawd, is she beautiful!" said Frankie, a lustful look on his face.
"Well, looks like all us freaks have girlfriends now", replied Gerard happily. "We're not outcasts anymore. 'Cuz my sweetie, the one I've been searching for, she's the friend both your girlfriends know. She's Yazz. And as you guys know from our tour with Green Day, shes a Witch and Billie Joe's daughter."
Looks went all around the room, from Gerard to Mikey to Frankie to Bob to Ray and back to Gerard again. Ray randomly announced "Well now everyone has their worries off of their chests, GROUP HUG!" And although everybody except Ray looked disturbed, they hugged anyway.
"Well, we've ran out of time to record AGAIN", stated Bob. The band were packing up their equipment, when the doors of the studio suddenly flew open. A chilling breeze ran through the area, followed by ear peircing, high pitched screams. And then...... he arrived. Holding a headless bat in one hand, an arrow in the other, and chewing what looks like the head of the bat, wiL Francis strutted through the door, cackling madly to himself.
"wiL", asked Gerard cautiously," Are you still sane?"
"Was he EVER sane?" demanded Mikey.
wiL scowled at Mikey; wiL continued to chew on his bat head as if it was chewing gum. "I have come to take you hostage!" cackled the nutty Ozzy Osbourne impersonater, also known as wiL Francis.
"And why would you want to do that?" questioned Frankie, a look of humour and disbelief on his face.
"Because I want Gerard's preserved Bat!" Declared wiL manically.
All of MCR broke out in hysterical laughter. wiL started looking agitated at what the My Chems thought was highly amusing.
"You think that its funny?" demanded wiL angrily. "How is this for funny!?" wiL hurled five headless bats around the room, each landing in a member of MCRs mouth, gagging them.
"You'll never get away with this, wiL!" screamed Gerard through his gag. "Yazz will find me, and then there will be war! The Angels of Doom will be after your ass!"
"Oh really?" asked wiL, now sending more bats (with heads) to bind the five men in front of him. "We shall see!"
wiL grabbed all of MCR, pinned them to the ground, attatched them to Giant Mutated Bats and took them away to a place we call " a Knife Blood Nightmare", Gerard still declaring his belovéd will declare war on their new enemy.

xx__ Chapter 4 __xx

She waited. He was ten minuits late - he promised he would be on time to meet her. Yazmin paced around the front door of Gerard's house, waiting impatiently. Gerard promised he wouldn't stand her up because she meant more than the world to him. Yazmin was starting to get worried, and it wasn't safe to stand around outside at this time of night; the sun had already set, leaving the sky dark and empty. Strange noises could sometimes be heard issuing from the forest near the neighbourhood.
The time crawled by. Half an hour had passed and Gerard had still not returned. Fearing the life of her loved one, Yazmin set of to find her most trusted companions - her friend Loz, who was always there for her in any situation, and her other friend Allie, who had helped her in sticky moments (also known as when she stuck a chocolate bar down her throat whole and had to have it surgically removed). Gerard would never stand her up this long, unless some life threatening event had happened to befall him...
Tears ran down her face. Thinking about what might of happened to Gerard pained her, and thinking of never seeing him again caused tears to stream full-flow across her face. She buried her face in her hands and sat down on t he doorstep, consumed in thoughts...
Two wails filled the air. Yazmin knew those voices like the lyrics to her favourite My Chemical Romance songs, Demoltion Lovers and The Ghost Of You. Running towards her from different ends of teh street, eyes bloodshot and tearful, came Allie and Loz. Both looked in as much distress as each other and herself - obviously, something extremely awful had happened to them too.
"Yazz, Frankies gone!" Screamed Allie, tears dripping off her skin onto the road below her. She had her long black hair tied back in a pony tail, and her pale pink mesh gloves glistening in the night sky.
"What!?!?" Yazz exclaims. This was NOT a coinsednce. "Gerard's missing too!"
"Gee AND Frank have gone!?" cried Loz, obviously shocked and thinking along the same lines as Yazmin. "Mikey's gone too!"
"Okay guys, this can't be unrelated. This... this MCRnap," said Yazmin, formulating a rescue plot in her head.
"Emo Nap!" screamed Loz. Whenever Loz gets megaly upset, it backs up into hyperness.
"What are we gonna do? We can't get them back from wherever they've gone on our own!" whimpered Allie, sitting down on the step next to Yazz, exhausted.
"We find out where they are. And then, there will be war. Whoever took MCR will have the Angels Of Doom after there ass!" said Yazz, wanting to avange her loved one. "Gather round, I will try and teleconnect with Gerard."
Yazmin closed her eyes and sat as still as a statue. Loz and Allie could sense a brain pattern connection beign forged between the two lovebirds, trying to figure out the whereabouts of each other. After about five minuits of brain connection, Yazmin awoke from what seemed to be a very deep slumber.
"The Ozzy Osbourne impersonater has them. He has all of MCR", growled Yazz, clearly angry.
"Whos he?" asked Allie, her face blank.
"wiL Francis", informed Loz. She knew wiL was weird like that - her poster of him kept staring at her.
"Why did wiL take MCR hostage? And where are they?" Loz and Allie asked at the same time.
"wiL wants Gerard's preserved Bat. Freak. And they've taken them to the Knife Blood Nightmare. Its a place in Antarctica, with steep mountins. But the place has been modified to wiL's liking, making the ground be covered in flames, there to be little oxygen in the surrounding air, for snow to fall in clumps from the sky, and for every bat to be mutated in some way. Its HORRIBLE", told Yazmin in a disgusted tone of voice.
"Well... we better get going if we're gonna get all the Angels rounded up to help us", muttered Allie. She had a nack for stating the obvious, but in a good and reminding sort of way.
Allie and Loz walked down to the end of the street, getting to know each other. Loz turned around, and yelled "Come on, Yazz!" back to Yazmin.
"I'll catch right up with you!" replied Yazz, her gaze fixated on her feet. She stood up and turned around to face Gerard's front door. She wouldn't let anyone treat her boyfriend this way. She and Gerard would either escape, and make their revenge felt to wiL, or the Deolition Lovers will die trying.

xx__ Chapter 5 __xx

The Black Mariah had finally got there. Through rain and snow, sun and wind, on horseback and on skis, the Angels of Doom had arrived at the gates of the Knife Blood Nightmare.Yazmin stood up on Allie's shoulders, who was standing on Loz's shoulders, who was standing on an iceburg, so the three of them could be seen and heard. The iceburg had been partially melted by the fire inside the Knife Blood Nightmare, so it was more of a rock than an iceburg. The three girls were glad of this, since Loz was at the bottom of this three-man pyramid and she had a reputation for being a bit of a clutz.
Yazmin looked out at the sea of creatures standing before her. There were Witches, Vampires, Sirens, Elves, Zombies, Centaurs, Demons, Phoenixes and humans. The amount of people who had volunteered to save their Gods was extraordinary - they all knew they were risking their own lives to do so. The dedication to MCR is so great it became a religion within the forces, keeping their spirits high.
"You know why we are here", rang Yazmins voice, silencing the crowd. "MCR have been taken by teh forces of craziness, their leader being the Ozzy Osbourne freak himself." Laughter filtered through the army at this point."You have all came here tonight to save MCR; I honestly respect your dedication deeply. MCR would be proud. To all those that might lose their life tonight, I am sinscerly sorry. MCR would not of wanted you to go liek this, but they will respect the gesture forever." The three leaders could see tears welling up in the eyes of people nearest to them; Others were giving salutes to them. "Remember what we are dealing with; Those screams coming from in there could be issuing from the mouths of one of our Gods. wiLs a nutter, do not underestimate him." The crowd was nodding, clearing preparing for battle. "Okay, you know what to do. Wild Eyed Jokers, your upfront for the battle. Your job is to get msot of the opposition away from the torture chambers in the battle, and to take as many out as you can." The Elves nodded, understanding their duty. "Hearse Drivers, take out all the high tech equipment of theirs you can find, starting with this gate. Get to work now." The Witches all scurried about, casting curses and enchantments to knock down the gate. "Vampires and Prisoners, take up your position on high land, so you can shoot down and swoop over the enemy." The Phoenixes shuffled and the Vamipres looked ready to fight. " Bloodstains, Venom-dealers and Sunsets, que behind the Elves, your going into action after them." The Centaurs, Zombies and Humans all looked bloodthirsty. "Pixie dust, fly between the enemy ranks, pulling pranks et cetera. Cause HAVOC." The Demons grinned evily, excited by their task. "And Sirens, your with us. If anybody stops us, enchant them with your great looks... then punch their lights out." Yazmin said this with a smile, and the Sirens flipped their hair happily when she said this.
A loud crash suprised them all. The Witches had opened the gate, and entering the Nightmare. "This, my friends", said Yazz, a determined sound in her voice,"This is war. Do us and MCR proud." And with shouts and screams, the war had commensed.

[Amy]

wow.. ...this should be your job .
i'm very proud yazz !!!!!!!! ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
8-)Amz xxx

[Jess]

:oWICKED so far yazz =]] go on!!! fight fight fight fight fight! ;D lol


i cant wait to read on. hee hee

Jezzay
xx

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

xx__ Chapter 6 __xx

Everybody stood in their positions. Yazz, Loz and Allie climbed onto a high rock behind their troops, looking across at the horizon. The sun was setting blood red infront of their eyes.
A burst of noise erupted from the horizon. A surge on movement marched forwards, the figure of a human raised from the sea of creatures. He seemed to be wearing all black, had a ridiculous amount of tatoos, was holding what appeared to be a headless bat in his left hand and a bloody arrow in his right. wiL Francis seemed to be riding something that looked alot like a giant Garden Gnome, which was raising him from his army.
"What do you think you're doing?!?!" screamed wiL minacly, pointing at Yazz, Loz and Allie in turn.
"We've come to watch the bullets rain down on you, impaling your heart!" Shouted Allie, pretending to shoot wiL.
"We've come to claim our sweet revenge, and watch you suffer in this hearse!" Yelled Loz, pointing at wiL.
"We've come to experiance our lives on the murder scene, and you will fall victim to our power. Blood shall be spilt from you, and we will have our revenge on the murder scene!" Screamed Yazz, and then shouted an enchantment which made her nearest enemy's eyes bleed, eventually causing them to die from bloodloss.
"You fools!" Cackled wiL crazily. "You'll never defeat us! Attack!!"
Everybody engaged in battle, as wiL turned around to exit the fight on his Garden Gnome. Yazz screamed "Come on!" at Loz, Allie and Allie's Sirens, started running and gestured for them to follow her. They edged to the left side of the battlefield; blood had soaked the earth and corpses occasionally flew through the sky. Yells and cries from the wounded and dying filled the air. Yazz could see huge bolts of fire raining down from the sky, and knew it was one of her Phoenixes; she stopped to salute it before rushing onwards again.
She could see wiL entering a door at the very end of the building her unit were creeping along, and slammed it shut. It was the torture chamber he owned, and he could only be going in tehre for one reason. But why would he do it? He must realise it would only enrage their fans and army even more, and make them more desperate for revenge. What could he gain from this?
Realising what she must do, Yazz urged her team to run faster. But they had all suddenly stopped, and Yazz realised why.
They had been surrounded by what looked like human mutants. They were glaring at the girls snarling, obviously pleased with themselves.
Yazz was in deep thought, thinking of an escape route or spell, and Loz was looking round at their captors making rude hand gestures, and getting ready to bite. Allie, however, looked compeletley calm, althoguh worried.
"Yazz, Loz, the other Sirens and me will deal with this", she said, voice strong. "The first chance you get, run for it. And..." her voice went all shaky now, and her eyes swelled with tears."If I don't make it back, tell Frankie I love him, won't you?" asked ALlie, sniffling.
"Of course we will", said Loz and Yazz together.
"You will make it out ALlie, I know you will. We'll all be okay", said Yazz caringly, but Loz saw that the Sirens were all ready seducing their captors, and the first escape chance had came. With a final glance at Allie, Yazz and Loz had slipped through a gap in their captors formation.
Yazz and Loz were running even faster now. They were over halfway to the door of the Chamber, and they needed to be there before wiL had left it.
But they were too late. wiL had reappeared, riding his Gnome, with a tray covered in bat skins and five bound people tiesd to it. The tray was dragged along behind the Gnome, who had come racing towards the pair, but suddenly stopped. wiL jumped off and landed on one of the people attatched to the tray; a loud crunching noise had issued from whoever wiL had landed on - he had broken somebody's ribs.
He untied the tray and waited, as his Gnome charged towards the pair. Loz turned bright red and pushed Yazz out the way; She was suddenly vicious and snarling.
"Well, well, I would of thought you two would learn your lesson after they got taken", sniggered the Gnome, putting an emphesis on the word they.
Something about the Gnome seemed familiar to Yazz; how did it know who they were? Unless...
"Oh, just 'cuz you wanted to poke Gee in the eye you suddenly go all Satanic and wiL-worshipping on us!?!?" questioned Loz. Yazz's suspicions had been right; this was Mike, Loz's ex boyfriend.
Pulling Yazz aside, Loz was Loz said, "Yazz, I'll deal with Mike. Go and face wiL. I know its you who has to go on, not me, not Allie, you," between snarls at the Gnome. But then her voice suddenly turned shaky. "If I don't make it back... tell Mikey I love him? Please?" asked Loz, eyes swelling with tears.
"Of course", replied Yazz, through a small stream of tears. "We'll all be okay, I know it, we'll make it through, everything will be just fine, we'll all be okay, I know it, I won't let it not be..." babbled Yazz, Loz silencing her by gentley whispering,"Go", into her ear, and turning to Mike. The pair of them locked in combat as Yazz ran away from them, looking back over her shoulder at Loz.
There was still a fair distance between Yazz and The Phyco, but wiL had already noticed her approach. Unbinding Bob from the tray, wiL clambered onto a high rock with him, holding his arrow in one hand and a knife in the other (It would appear he had eaten the remains of his bat already). He was slicing through the skin on Bob's arms gentley, and then deeper and deeper. After what seemed like hours, wiL raised the knife to Bob's neck, and swept clean through his neck. Blood spurted everywhere; wiL threw Bob's head and body away onto the ground below him, and reached for Ray. wiL had taken a lighter from his pocket and waved it threateningly in front of Ray's face. A flame arose from the lighter, and set Ray's hair on fire, severely burning his face and choking him on the fumes, then stabbing the bloody arrow through his heart. wiL cackled madly and threw Ray's steaming corpse off of the rock.
Yazz was closer now, but still not close enough. There would be at least another cruel murder before she could stop wiL.
wiL snatched up Mikey. The blade of the knife glistened as wiL ripped off Mikey's shirt, and sliced down Mikey's spine. His red blood glistened in the moonlight, and he stood stock still, imobilised. Mikey Way had been paralized and was bleeding to death. wiL cackled madly and threw him of his Rock of Murder.
Yazz was nearly there now. A few more meters and she would be able to attack wiL. But he had already started his forth murder, seeing how close she was. He picked up Frank by the throat, watching him suffocate. Then he slit Frankie's wrists, and with Frankie still alive and gasping for air, blood trickling off his hands, he launched Frank at Yazz.
She felt the air leave her as Frankies body collided with her own. She was pinned to the ground by his weight, trying to move him but afraid to injure him more, until Frank gasped, "Yazz, save Gerard before he ends up like us. Tell Allie I love her, always. Now go", and rolled off of Yazz, awaiting his death.
Nobody seemed to of noticed these murders. Whoever was still alive was locked in battle, and nobody could see or hear the terror happening infront of this girls eyes. It uas down to her.
Hurling her way forward, Yazz leapt and landed gracefully on the rock, opposite wiL. Out of the corner of her eye, still bound to the board and with what looked like tears in his eyes, with clearly broken ribs, lay Gerard. It appalled her to see him in this condition; He had scabs over his face, which Yazz suspected to be from his torture.
Snarling evilly, Yazz jumped and landed on wiLs back, securing a firm grip around his neck. He dropped the bloody arrow, in an attempt to throw Yazz from him. She slid off his back gracefully, picked up the arrow and threw it to Gerard. "Cut your bindings!" she screamed, while punching wiL in teh face, who was regainign his breath. wiL's nose shattered and spurted blood in every direction; Yazz muttered an incantation under her breath to heal Gerards broken ribs, so he could escape.
Pointing her wand at wiL's heart, Yazz screamed "Snarkateria!" and snakes erupted from thin air, binding wiL's mouth and nose, constricting him. He raised his arms into the air, and bats came soaring out of the sky, devouring the snakes. With wiL being worn out, Yazz took a lunge at wiL. She peirced the skin on his arm with her teeth so it bled, then ducked through his legs so he couldnt grab her.
Looking over quickly while wiL was down, she noticed that Gerard had nearly unbound himself. Yazz turned to face wiL who was now back on his feet and lunging at her.
He took a swipe at his enemy's legs, trying to knock her over. She had to jump to avoid this attack, but kicked wiL in the chest when she was back on firm ground.
wiL grasped her leg, and pulled him towards her, pulling her off of the rock and onto the hard ground below them. The fall had caused Yazmin to lose grip of her wand, and she couldn't reach it. Pinning her to the ground, wiL whipped out his knife, and started tying to stab Yazz in the face. She ducked, the metal blade catching only a few strands of hair. Cutting a sleeve off of her shirt, wiL sunk the knife into her skin. She let out a small scream of pain, but only loud enough for one person to here. As the blood flooded out of her arm, and as she thought to brace death, a tall figure towered over them, with wings and shinging, blood red eyes. His black hair fell into his eyes, and he had the expression of most obvious anger over his extremely pale face.
Pulling wiL to a standing position by the hair, Gerard took off into flight, grabbing wiL by the waist and forcing him to drop the knife by repeatedly wacking him round the head while flying. Gerard and wiL fought in mid air, sending punches and kicks at the other.
Eventually, they returned to the ground, both brusied, and Gerard's wings retracted into his shoulders. In this time, Yazz had managed to retrieve her wand and stop the bleeding of her arm.
The two men started circling each other. Without warning, wiL pounced, not onto Gerard, but onto Yazz, stricking her arm again with the knife. She bled again, and he forced the blood out of her arm, while Gerard was constantly trying to intervine. Then, wiL smeared Yazz's blood over Gerard's face, temporarily blinding him. During this moment, wiL struck. Sinking the knife into Gerards heart, a manly howl of pain issued from his mouth, as he sunk back onto a rock.
An outraged scream silenced all. Everybody still alive turned to watch the Witch run towards Gerard, and holding him in her arms during his last breath. She turned, glaring angrily and evilly at the bastard who ended her loved one's life. Leaving Gerard gently, and with all eyes fixated on her, she roared, and shot spell after spell at wiL, imobilising him. Standing above him, and wrenching the knife from his hand, Yazz snarled. "You... you, who ended countless people's lives for your own gain, for preventing an everlasting love between three pairs of people, and a friendship stronger than many others between band and fans, you will get the same as what you've enforcedo n others. Prepare to burn for all eternity," whispered Yazmin menacingly, then struck the knfie down into each of wiL's gooey eye sockets, and then into his heart, leaving the knife there. She glared at him, as he bled from eye sockets and chest, eyes still impaled on the knife that was penetrating his heart. After one last wriggle and gasp for breath, wiL Francis lay motionless.
Turning to stare at the wreckage in front of her, Yazz spyed a single person moving between the carnage towards her. The figure was carrying a corpse, that looked undoubtably like Allie.
Yazz howled, tears flaling like rivers down her cheeks. The figure carrying the body of Allie was a also teary Loz, who lay Allie down next to the corpse of Frank. They knew the two of them would want to be together in death.
Yazz and Loz embarced in a tearful hug, while their Phoenixes all sang a sorrowful lament. All of them had survived of course, them being Phoenixes. Yazz lead Loz to the shirtless corpse of Mikey, and she collapsed crying next to him.
Yazz ran back to Gerard. He had only been dead a few minuits, but his blood was still fresh and it was in a pool on his chest. Yazz buried her face into his chest, ignoring the fact that her face was now covered in his blood, as his was with hers. She started crying loudly, and the Phoenixes lament became more mournful. They swept around the two survivers, as they sat crying, knowing that their lives would never be the same again.

xx__ Chapter 7 __xx

The Phoenixes cry echoed around the silent night as they swept lower. Yazz lay crying, head in her lovers chest, one arm wrapped round his neck and the other clasping his icy cold hand. Rivers ran thick and fast from her eyes, making her breathless.
She sat up and looked round to the right at Loz - she was holding Mikey's head in her lap as tears splashed onto his face. She glanced to her left, as the corpses of Allie and Frankie lay side by side, arms wrapped around each other from how Yazz and Loz had positioned them.
The Phoenixes flew lower, cries becoming louder and more sorrowful. They landed gracefully on the ground infront of wiL's lifeless body. They walked calmly and quietly over to Yazz and Gerard, encircling them. Yazz sat leaning against a rock, Gerards head resting in her lap, staring up at her with blank eyes. Yazz started crying again, but the nearest Phoenix placed a wing gently on her shoulder, and her crying slightly declined.
Lettign out a mournful cry, the Phoenixes lowered their heads over Gerards limp form. Clear, glistening water droplets fell from their eyes, landing on his skin. Raising their heads again, the birds fell silent and watched.
Gerards eyelids were fluttering, his nose twitching. His eyes opened slowly, looking up lovingly at his girlfriend. Yazz cried tears of joy; the pair flung each other into the others arms, and embraced at joyful kiss.
Pulling apart, Yazz turned to her Phoenixes. They had expressions of happiness on their fethery little faces. Yazz beamed, and said "You guys did awsome. You fought well, and survived. And have reunited two people who seemed to be seperated forever". The Phoenixes cawed quietly, but joyfully. "Thank you all so much," Yazz continued. "Go and find Loz - Mikey has died. Loz will then take you to Allie and Frankie. Revive everyone who fought alongside you. You have all shown great trust, respect and enthusiasm. We can't thank you enough". With a gentle cry, the Phoneixes flew slowly along the ground to Loz and Mikey.
Yazz and Gerard looked deep into each others startling green eyes. "I thoguht I lost you", sniffed Yazz, holding back tears.
"I thought I was never gonna see you again", whispered Gerard, tears slowly falling from his eyes as he tried to prevent himself from crying. "I felt as thoguh I would die over and over again when we were seperated".
Yazz flung herself into Gerards arms, buring her head in his chest. He stroked her hair, looking down on her sweetly.
Loz and Mikey and Allie and Frankie ran over to the hugging couple, and flung themselves around them. All was well - the rest of their band and their fans would all be revived.
Lettign go of the pair in the centre of the group hug, the different couples embraced in a tight hug with their partners. Yazz and Gerard stared lovingly at each other, took each others hand in theirs and wondered off from the battlefield. The Demolition Lovers had now left reality.