to the readers of Thank you for the Venum- i posted chapter 20 but only one person saw it... just thought i'd let ya know *sniff* only one person saw it...
*Party Poison’s P.O.V*
The fight almost seemed to stop, like in slow motion. I could only hear three things right now. My heart beating and two voices. The two voices, one seemed to have a little tiny British in it and the other a little high pitched but they were men’s voices.
They whispered, “Avenge…..” The same thing over and over again, “Avenge….”
The voices just got louder and louder till I couldn’t take it anymore. I fell to the ground covering my ears, “LEAVE ME ALONE! STOP PLEASE!” It was unbearable. “GO AWAY WHO EVER YOU ARE PLEASE!” I kept shouting but they just continued to scream at me.
*Satellite Bullet’s P.O.V*
I looked at Party Poison confused, “What the hell is he doing?” He was like spazzing out and screaming.
Everyone literately stopped and looked at Party Poison. I ran up to him and tried picking him off the ground. He pushed me back, “STAY AWAY!”
Grenade Doll ran up to him, “Party Poison?!” She shouted trying to get a hold of him.
“STOP PLEASE!” He pushed her away too. We all watched confused. For once dracs and killjoys weren’t fighting. We just stood there confused.
I randomly shot the drac next to me; I was tired of him standing there. As the drac fell to the ground Party Poison’s screaming got a little quieter. I got an idea and shot the other dracs. Finally Drew drove away, running off like always.
*Party Poison’s P.O.V*
The two voices were almost completely quiet now. My ears felt like they were bleeding. I was lying on the desert floor curled up letting tears stream down my face.
The words changed, “You didn’t kill them….” After that there was no more.
I was picked up off the ground, “Are you okay?” It was Grenade Doll.
I hugged her tight, “Yeah I'm fine, let’s go.” We walked back to the Trans-America and I let Fun Ghoul drive.
“What happened?” Grenade asked me worried.
I looked at her trying to explain it, “Well I'm not sure exactly… to explain it there was lots of screaming. LOTS of it. My ears still feel like they’re bleeding…”
Grenade looked into my ears, “No blood but no one was screaming.”
I frowned, “Well there was. There were two people screaming at me, both saying ‘avenge’ over and over again. Then after the dracs left one said ‘you didn’t kill them’ then no more.”
“Well I don’t know ghosts maybe? You never know with all the ‘super-natural’ things that have been going on lately.” Grenade said looking out the window.
“I just wanna go home… I still hurt from damn dracs not being able to kill right.” I said sighing.
Grenade Doll smiled slightly then rested her head on my shoulder. Today has been so bad for me.
*Fun Ghoul’s P.O.V*
I don’t think we’ll ever know what happened back there. Grenade Doll and Party Poison had been whispering to each other but I didn’t know what they were saying. I pulled the car into the diner just wanting to eat something. I got inside and went straight to the kitchen.
“Watcha doing?” Satellite Bullet questioned me cutely leaning on my shoulder.
I looked through the cabinets for food, “Getting food.” I pulled out two cans, “Want some?”
She shrugged, “Sure why not.” She took the can and we went to the front where the booths were. We sat down and began eating.
Not long after we started eating the door flew open, “GERARD?!” The voice called. Wait- a drac?
Party Poison came out to the front, “whose requesting my presence?” He stopped and we all looked at the drac. He immediately took out his yellow gun and pointed it at the drac.
The drac put his hands in the air, “Whoa, whoa calm down!” He took his mask off, “It’s me!”
Party Poison dropped his gun and we all jumped up happy. Party Poison hugged him, “GOD DAMN IT BOB YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHERE’VE YOU BEEN?!”
Bob laughed, “Here, there, everywhere, you know.”
Party Poison pushed Bob’s hair away, “You still look like a hippie. Get a haircut!”
Bob rolled his eyes, “What about you?! You’re hair is longer than mine! Plus yours is bright sexy red! Did I say that out loud?” Bob grinned.
“You still working on that solo project?” I smiled thinking back to that day.
“What?” Party Poison asked confused.
“I made it up during the Black Parade. Frank named it Gerard-o-lopoly.” Bob grinned.
“Wha- I don’t wanna know…. I think.” Party Poison said getting his lazar from the floor.
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who ever can tell me who the voices were gets bonus points that dont mean a thing ;D
