The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome

*anathema's POV*

the chapter was mostly finished, but i needed an answer to my own QOTD. i knew i had a copy of rebels, but i didn't have a copy of sex & hollywood yet. it was impossible to find! which reminded me, i had thought i read about somewhere you could download it. i looked for a while, but couldn't find it again. o well. i'll look later. i went back to post the chapter, i'd just have to fess up to missing the sex & hollywood EP... and the whole chapter was blank.

gone. my so-incredibly-brilliant narrative! my dick-cooties jokes that would have made 2-3 people laugh! disappeared! i felt the rage boil, and began to type...

*Gwyn's POV*

I sat on the couch, waiting for Andy, when I felt my rage at the injustice in the world course through my veins out of nowhere. It pulsed through my eyeballs, throbbing in my feet and temples, and then there was horrible pain. I howled, screaming, wanting to destroy the people who hurt their animals, who didn't care for them properly, the people who discriminated against me in veterinary school and high school because of my appearance, the bigoted peoples of America or anywhere else, anyone, anywhere who did any of the things I couldn't stand, but most of all, whoever was responsible for causing the Black Veil Brides' fan fiction website to malfunction! Some small part of me, whatever was left of my humanity, said, 'What the fuck? Fan fiction?' But I lowered my head and bellowed like the rancor from Star Wars, banishing any dissent. I had to destroy!

Just then, Andy came running from the bathroom, toothpaste in his mouth, toothbrush in hand. "Gwyn, are you- FUCK!" The look on his face when he dropped my toothbrush, a mix of terror, surprise, and something else, gave me pause.

I realized I was hunched over, like some kind of predatory beast. I must have grown some 3 feet. I looked down at my hands- they were massive, with ropey veins, thick, yellowed claws, and rough, leathery skin. "Andy..." I said, my voice was lower than his, and I sounded like an ogre in a fantasy movie or video game. He looked sad, but determined. I couldn't even imagine what the rest of me looked like, he couldn't see me like this. The thought filled me with fresh rage, and I turned to the door.

"Wait, Gwyn, I can help!" Andy yelled after me as I body-slammed the doorframe and made myself an exit. I had to get away from him and destroy my enemies! I could never have a happy life like this, so I would use my new form to exact the vengeance I had always wanted! I roared as I ran down the parking lot, down the little path, and into the small woods by my apartment complex.

*Andy's POV*

The Creators had interfered again! Why they did such bizarre things to people I cared for, I'll never know. What I do know, is that I've had enough experience with this kind of shit to rectify the situation. It's a little unfortunate to be in such a fucking time crunch to do it in. Fucking piss!

I called Jinxx.

J: Hello?
A: Hey man, I really need help, and fast.
J: Uh, ok...
A: Gwyn just turned into a level 3 and ran out the door of her apartment.
J: Fuck!
A: Yeah.
J: You wanna keep track of her?
A: Yep.
J: Ok, give me a few minutes... I'll text you with any instructions.
A: Thanks man.
J: No prob.

A few minutes later, I got a text telling me I should take my shirt off, put some sugar under my tongue (luckily I was able to find some in Gwyn's house, though it was old and practically a solid block, yuck!), tie three of my hairs in a knot and place them at the door frame horizontally, and wait 30 seconds before starting to look for her. Um, ok... The second I crossed the door frame, I knew exactly where Gwyn was, and the fastest way to go to get to her. Fucking Jinxx, man, he is the shit!

I wasn't surprised that she had gotten pretty far already, so I walked to the sidewalk and looked around to see if anyone was around. Not really. Fastest path to her was by air. So I spread my wings, worked the kinks out, crouched to get a good start, and took off.

*Gwyn's POV*

I felt two burning presences in my mind. One was bad. I was sure it was causing the glitches in the website, it must, to be so evil! It was hard to think with words, feelings were easier. I charged along, faster, trying to ignore the second presence as it gained on me. It was a warm and a brownish-red. I knew it wasn't evil, but I could tell it was following me. I was afraid it would try and stop me. The fear made me scream in frustration. I didn't want to ever be afraid again!

I was getting closer to the evil presence, but I was weakening, I realized my body wanted water. I looked around the trees, and eventually found a small pond. As I lumbered over to it, and bent over to drink, my reflection shocked me. I had grown knobby horns, and my head was huge. I had tusks that protruded from my lower jaw. I touched my hand to my face. I was stronger now, I could run- I had never been able to run before, I had such bad arthritis because of my knees and ankle. But I was a monster now.

I turned, looking at my reflection. My back was hunched and spiney. But I had so many muscles- I must be as strong as a gorilla! I laughed. Well, what are monsters for, if not for causing nightmares? I will give my nightmares to those that deserve them. I bent down to drink, enjoying the cool water.

Shit! My narcissism had cost me. The other presence was here!

*Andy's POV*

I didn't want to startle her again, and I didn't want a fight. I landed a small distance away, and found her drinking from a pond. I stood about 15 feet away. "Gwyn?"

She turned, ready to attack, murder in her eyes, nearly doubled over, but as soon as she saw it was me, she was standing almost upright, and all the fight went out of her. "Andy? How did you find me?" You could hardly tell it was Gwyn. But she still had the same, yellow/gray/green eyes, and they looked pained to see me.

"Gwyn, do you trust me?" I held out my hand. I knew better than to approach her, she was in a very volatile state. I had seen what could happen if this went south. She looked at me, looked at my hand.

"Andy, we just met! You expect me to trust you?" Whatever the Creators had done, it had been brutal. I saw rage transform her face, though I could see her trying to fight it. It twisted her mouth around her tusks into a sneer. "How dare you chase after me? I don't want you to see me this way! What would you possibly know about being a monster? How could you help? Get away from me! You're just a musician! I could tear you apart!" She had started out almost threatening, but lost a little steam as she saw I didn't waiver.

"Gwyn, I trust you. I don't think you would hurt me. I do know how to help. Do you trust me enough to believe me?" She said nothing, but didn't take my hand. Minutes passed. Alright, time to shift the balance. I crossed my arms to get something to push against, and popped my wings out.

*Gwyn's POV*

Andy spread his golden-red wings. My jaw dropped. They were huge. He must have a wingspan of some 30 feet... "Can I touch..?" I said as I couldn't help but reach for them with one huge, hideously clawed hand. He smiled and nodded. I walked to his left wing and stroked a primary feather, firm and resilient, and watched, transfixed, as my hands shrank and returned to their former, human state.

I turned to Andy and showed him my tiny, human hands on my monster body. I didn't know what to feel. He just held out his hand again. "Gwyn, please, do you trust me?" And I knew that I did. I took his hand, and he brought me to him, wrapping his wings around us, and kissed me deeply. At first he had to stand on tip-toe, but soon he was bending down to continue our kiss.

As our kiss ended, he said, "Oh thank goodness," as he held me. What?

"What's wrong?"

"I was worried you had bust through all your clothes and would be totally naked, but I guess you've still got some shreds left, so that's good," he chuckled. I laughed. "So, are you feeling better? I left some money, so hopefully we'll have a pizza waiting for us when we get back. I'm afraid your door is totally fucked, though."

I groaned. "Yeah, I feel better. But, um, yeah. I think we need to talk."

Now Andy groaned. "You and all your talking." He grinned and kissed me before I heard a weird 'popping' noise as his wings disappeared, and we started the long trek back to my apartment.

Notes

that fucking sucks. my chapter fucking disappeared while I was on another tab on my browser. motherfuckingshit! D:<<br>

Thusly, enjoy this non-chapter. (i didn't edit this, because it's not really a chapter, so, right, it may suck...)

:O)

I'll re-start the actual story with the next chapter