Coming Back Home

Sep 12, 2011 17:10

Title: Coming Back Home
Author: kannibalkilljoy
Pairing: Frank/Gerard,
Rating: PG13
Warning: Violence, murder, language
Disclaimer: I don't own them etc.
Summary: The man cocks his gun and Frank decides he doesn’t want this to go any further and closes his eyes, reaching his hands behind his back and waiting. He thinks of his twin guns and wills them to life, feeling the tingling sensation as they pop out of his skin.

I posted this a few days ago but since I had a request to make a sequel of some sort, I had to change a tiny bit in this so I'm posting it again.



Frank

“Give me your money, punk!” Frank feels the barrel of the gun push harder against his temple and tries to cower against dirty alley wall.

“Don’t make me hurt you,” he whispers, knowing too well that to come out of this alive he has to use his power. It’s risky, but he knows that to survive now and then, he had to do it and hope The Squad didn’t find out. He feels out the position of the gun tattoos on his lower back and gets ready to animate them at a seconds notice.

The man laughs, his whisky breath billowing around Frank’s face. This man had been following him for a few minutes when he left the bar. Frank had walked as fast as he could but the man had ran and pushed him into the alley and aimed the gun at his face. He knew Jersey was full of crimes but not once in his 20 years had he seen or been a part of a crime.

The man cocks his gun and Frank decides he doesn’t want this to go any further and closes his eyes, reaching his hands behind his back and waiting. He thinks of his twin guns and wills them to life, feeling the tingling sensation as they pop out of his skin. He grabs them with his hands, fingers on the triggers and whips them out, pushing the barrels against each side of the man’s chest and shooting. He hears the muffled shots faintly, feeling the gun against his head drop to the floor out of the man’s limp hands. The man falls backwards, the blood already starting to pool around the body, the dark red the only colour against the dirty grey concrete.

“Shit,” he mumbles angrily. He holds his guns in the centres of his palms and closes his eyes again. He wills the guns away and opens his eyes just in time to see the black dust float away in the slight breeze.

Frank hears voices at the end of the alley and he whips his head around, seeing two men walking past. He holds his breath, hoping they won’t see him but of course everything has to go wrong and they do, the taller one pulling on the other mans arm to stop him.

“Fuck sake,” Frank sighs.
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Gerard

Mikey grabs Gerard’s arm to stop him and turns him to see the small man stood over a body on the floor, “Gerard, what’s happened down there?”

Gerard looks down and sees the red puddle. He instantly wishes that Mikey hadn’t stopped them.

“Mikey, let’s go. Now,” Mikey must hear the authority in his voice and doesn’t question him, just starts to walk.

“Wait!” a voice calls down the alley. Gerard hears the man’s footsteps and thinks of running. But he knows that would do more damage.

He stops and turns, the man stood in front of him with a scared look on his face. Gerard doesn’t think he’s armed but doesn’t want to find out. He looks at the man face and instantly recognises it. How had his boyfriend from high school got involved with crime? He gasps, taking a step away.

“Frank?”

The man’s eyes light up and he knows it’s him. In the street light, flecks of blood cover his cheeks but he knows that the guy stood in front of him is still the guy who had left him. But if Frank hadn’t of done it first, Gerard would of had to. When his power first manifested, he couldn’t control it. Nearly every time he opened his mouth, his voice would be like a sonic boom. And anytime he got scared, force fields would shoot out of his hands. The latter came first, and after he blew a bully away with his voice, he couldn’t go to school anymore. Then the force fields came. And now he feels lucky that The Squad didn’t find out and take him away.

“Fucking hell! Gerard, Mikey, is that you?” the bright smile that Gerard loves covers his face and he feels a twang in his chest.

“Yeah. What happened to you?” Frank looks back down the alley and shudders.

“You have to help me. He put a gun against my head and I didn’t want to die,” Frank cries, his eyes going shiny.

Gerard breathes deeply and shoots out a force field using his mind, using it as an umbrella to cover them and shroud them from view.

He walks down the alley, Frank and Mikey hot on his heels. He looks at the body, two gaping holes in the man’s coat, black with gunshot residue. At closer inspection, he sees that the bullets had gone through the man’s back too. There’s a gun on the floor which he guesses was the dead guys.

“Where did you get your guns, Frank?”

When he doesn’t answer, Gerard looks up to see him with an uneasy expression on his beautiful face.

“I guess I should tell you, you are helping me after all.” Frank exposes his right wrist, showing his barbed wire tattoo that he had got in the time Gerard hadn’t seen him. He sees the skin start to bubble and rise, barbed wire forming over the tattoo. Frank grabs the wire and holds in carefully in his hand. Gerard looks, incredulous at seeing the tattoo still there and the wire in Frank’s left palm.

“This is why you left me in school?” Gerard glares. He feels Mikey put a restraining hand on his shoulder and relaxes slightly.

“I couldn’t control it! The tattoos I got before I was old enough started popping out of my skin! Do you know how it feels to be in possession of about 100 guns? It’s horrible. I couldn’t get rid of them and they would appear at anytime. I couldn’t risk getting caught. And since The Squad are killing mutants, I think I picked the right choice,” Gerard looks down, ashamed at thinking he and Mikey were the only ones that had to watch their actions all the time. It was a few months later where Mikey found out he could channel energy. No wonder all the light bulbs kept blacking out even if they were new.

“I’m sorry. If it makes you feel better, it happened to us too,” Frank looks up from where he was looking at the body and cocks his head like a dog.

“Mikey?” Mikey nods and out stretches his arm towards the streetlamp. The lamp flickers out, the light travelling down to his palm. He closes it then opens it again, the light in a perfect sphere. The light reflects off his eyes which were now glowing a light brown.

“Man, that is so cool!” Frank looks at the light like it’s the best thing he’s ever seen, “but aren’t you afraid that The Squad could see you?” Mikey shakes his head.

“I trust Gerard.”

“I have a force field around us,” he says before Frank could ask, “So we’re invisible and soundless at the moment. I can also create force field waves with my voice.”

“I spent all that time alone when I could have just told you!” Frank says, kicking a garbage can.

“Where are your guns?”

Frank closes his eyes and Gerard sees the barbed wire disintegrate and blow away. Gerard nods and motions for the two of them to follow him. They walk back to Gerard’s house, catching up on what the other had been doing. When they arrive, Gerard looks around to make sure no one’s looking and drops the field, making his way into his basement.

“What are we going to do about the body?” Frank asks, making himself comfy on Gerard’s bed.

“We do nothing. They’re not going to get a match to your guns since they don’t exist anymore and no one saw you do it so you’re safe,” Frank nods, the tension falling out of his body as his shoulders drop from their rigid position.

“Who wants to watch a movie?” Mikey asks. They nod and Gerard can’t help but see how everything was back to normal. Frank at his house watching a movie with him and Mikey. He knows that now Frank and him know that they each have powers, there’s no excuse to not see each other anymore. Gerard settles down on the bed, Frank snuggling up to him like old times and Mikey on his other side. He smiles when the opening scene from Star Wars comes on and knows that nothing can separate them now.

part 1, coming bag home

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