(Hey, Killjoys! I got inspired to do this fanfic, and I hope you all love it! Tell me what you all think, please?)
“Gerard! Wake up!” A voice yelled. A very familiar voice. Gerard stirred.
“What do you want?” he groaned.
“If you don't wake up, Karmen is going to kill you.” the voice said.
“Ugh! She always wakes me up for early training.” Gerard groaned. He rolled over in his bed, putting the covers over his head and groaning.
“I don't know. I really can't wait to start school, though. It'll be my first year! Do you think I'll find my soulmate right away?” the voice said, giggling excitedly. It was almost like a little school girl, Gerard observed. Gerard groggily opened his eyes, to observe a blurred vision of his brother.
“Must suck, being a weapon.” his brother said said.
“Shut up.” Gerard mumbled. He looked up to see his brother pulling on his socks, and his tie wrapped around his neck.
“The uniforms are great! So classy!” Mikey said, grinning. He finished lacing his shoes, humming a tune. Gerard rolled his eyes and slowly sat up, holding onto his pillow like it was about to disappear.
“Why are you so optimistic?” Gerard groaned, rubbing his eyes.
“Because! I can finally find a weapon of my own! I'm so excited, Gee!” Mikey said, grinning. He finished tying his tie and straightened his jacket.
“You look good, bro.” Gerard said, groggily, nodding at his brother. He smirked. Mikey's glasses were perched at the end of his nose, and he looked so smart, he almost looked like a world-class geek.
“Thanks! I want to get a good weapon.” He said, winking at Gerard. “You know, I have to make a good impression.” he said, before stepping out of his room. Gerard laughed and shook his head, getting on his uniform and brushing his teeth. Then he heard a banging at the door.
“WAKE UP! LAZY!” A girl's voice yelled at him. He sighed and shook his head, opening the door. There was a girl with a black tank top on, and leather gloves that went all the way up to her elbows. Her black hair hung around her face, straightened. She had on black leather boots, and black jeans. Her leather choker had on metal spikes. She looked up at him with dark brown eyes.
“You coming?” She said, with a smirk. She looked him up and down, then sighed. He looked down and saw is buttons were uneven. She unbuttoned all of them, and straightened them for him. He blushed the entire time, looking away. She scoffed and shook her head, giving him a smirk. This made his mood a bit more surly, however, and he gave her a wary look.
“Your early training annoys me every morning.” Gerard sighed.
She rolled her eyes. “Come on, Pyro. You know that you love fighting.” She said. Gerard sighed. She was right. For a man who claimed to be a pacifist, he was quite violent. However, that was part of the job description. Karmen gave him a sweet smile and took his hand. They both walked out the door to the school training grounds.
“Okay, so, should I transform, or what?” He asked, awkwardly letting go of her hand. She looked away, blushing a little, before shaking her head. This was time to practice. That's the whole reason she made him come there in the first place. She looked at him, looking curiously at her.To hide her awkwardness, she grinned widely and got into position. Gerard nodded, and grinned back, before jumping into the air and transformed into his weapon state. Karmen grabbed onto his hilt, and swung his shining blade around. A glimmering curved scythe. Karmen smiled and jumped toward the five dummies that were standing at the end of the arena. Each one had a less-than-human shape to it, and they were in weird colors of purple, black, and red. Karmen smiled to herself. They must have re-painted them during summer break. She again regained focus on her fighting, for when she reached five feet of them, they would start to move, and she would have to be one her guard.
“Ready Pyro?” Karmen yelled, and the end of the scythe burst into flames. Karmen grinned. “I thought so.” She said, and yelled as the dummies moved toward her, swinging Gerard around in his flaming glory.
