Unapologetic Empathy

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There is a short epilouge after this but basically the story is done after this chapter. Just as a little disclaimer, this chapter is really quite violent.Enjoy. Here is an actual quote from MCR, though it may be paraphrased a bit cause I don't remember the exact phrase usage. "What was the hardest part of making the black parade?
The Black Parade? We met them in a parking lot. They brought knives-didn't fight fair at all."
Finale-Me Against Me
Over the next couple of months Anna Lucia dedicated all her time and energy to helping the real My Chemical Romance get their strength back and filling them in on what they missed. She had not left the hospital since the day of My Chemical Romance's awakening. Until today. Today the band and her were headed in a minivan on a road trip to Mexico. It had been a tearful experience saying goodbye to Nurse Garcia but the girls had exchanged contact information and promises to keep in touch.
The minivan of vendetta seeking vigilantes arrived in Mexico City just as the Black Parade were starting their sound check.
My Chemical Romance and Anna Lucia burst down the doors and ran for the stage.
"What the hell?" said Jiggy, until he recognized the people who had interrupted their practice. His face was already as white as a ghost from all the facepaint he had on, but his eyes grew to three times their original size. "No-no way. I-it-it can't be....You're supposed to be..."
"Dead?" finished the real Gerard. "Well guess again motherfucker." Gerard lept up on the stage and soon the two Gerards were rolling around on the stage, fists flying and grunts escaping their twin lips. The rest of the real My Chemical Romance were soon to follow. It was like watching Pokemon: The Movie where they all fought the clones of themselves at the end. It was enough to make Anna Lucia's head spin.
"I told you! I told you she was a fake!" Brian screamed defiantly, appearing out of nowhere. "She's not Arowin, she's just some reporter from Spin come to-" Anna Lucia punched him in the face and he landed on his back. She placed her combat boot clad foot on his neck.
"I've had just about enough out of you," she cried before promptly kicking him in the ribs. Brian grabbed her foot and dragged her down. They soon joined the paired off scuffle going down on the Mexican stage.
Jiggy started whacking Gerard with a microphone stand only to have the real Gerard try to strangle him with the microphone chord.
Frank and Niro had each grabbed a guitar and for all intensive purposes were going after each other like Star Wars: Rock Opera.
Louis had taken off the rope coiled around his shoulder and was attempting to whip Mikey into submission. Mikey hid behind a giant speaker. As Louis went behind the speaker Mikey jumped onto the poseur's back, both of them falling to the ground. Before Louis had time to react, Mikey began bashing his head into the ground repeatedly. A pool of blood soon formed around the pair, with the occasional tooth mixed in.
Sean went after Bob, whirling his drum sticks around his fingers like batons. Bob high kicked him in the face and drove the drumsticks as far into Sean's ears as they would go.
Which left Brian and Anna Lucia. The threat of Louis now lying dead on the stage, Mikey was free to pull the sword from Jiggy's belt and tossed it to her. Anna Lucia managed to catch it and quickly eviscerated Brian Schetcher.
Ray tied Boris to a hose projecting from the stage and then flicked a switch in the pyrotechnics booth. The fake guitarist's burnt flesh filled the arena with a sickening aroma.
Gerard managed to pull the chord tight enough around Jiggy's throat to make his face go from beet red to blue. Gerard spat on his twin's broken form and stepped back to survey the scene.
Niro was struggling to regain the upper position in the jedi fight from hell. Frank grabbed his beloved Pansy by the neck and swung for Niro's legs; a solid hit. Frank began to bash Niro's brains in until he was knocked out cold. He then proceeded to use one of the broken guitar strings to slit his lookalike's throat.
The boys and Anna Lucia were all breathing heavily as they looked at the carnage covered stage.
"How the fuck are we gonna explain this?" voiced Ray.
"It's Mexico," gasped out Gerard. "Who's gonna know?"
* * * The songs didn't take them very long to learn. They had already practiced them many a time back at the hospital. My Chem had to admit they were pretty good, especially Mama and Cancer. They slipped on the costumes, went over the routine one last time, and stepped out on stage to over 20,000 of their fans.
The performance went off without a hitch. After Teenagers Gerard decided to address the audience.
"Mexico!" cried. "How are you?" A deafening cheer was their immediate response. "It's been so long, we've missed you guys so much, how have you been?" Another arena wide cheer. "You look real good. I just thought I'd let you know, that this is the last performance of the Black Parade FOREVER!" More cheering. "And we wanted to come down here, to Mexico, to properly kill them off!" If possible, the crowd cheered even louder. If only they knew just how true Gerard's words were.
For a band that had been in a coma until a month ago, they held up amazingly well. As the final chords of Famous Last Words echoed across the arena, Gerard announced, "the Black Parade...is DEAD!"
The End
I had way more fun writing that than I should have. Hope it didn't gross you guys out too badly.