Guardian angel (Sequel to Ghost Girl), chapter 3
A gunshot rang out in the stadium.
Hannah and Hazel immediately put glittering protective shields around Billie Joe and Mike. Backstage, Taz automatically put one around Gerard. Tre was left totally unprotected. "Shit, what in hells name is Isabel playing at?" Hannah whispered from the sidelines where she and Hazel were watching. Hazel shrugged.
A bullet ricocheted off Hazel's shield.
Another bullet landed squarely in the bass drum of Tre's drum kit. Tre yelped and ran around like a headless chicken.
Fans were screaming.
"We've been here before," Billie Joe said to Mike.
"Not with Hannah back we haven't."
"TAZ!" Hazel yelled. Taz immediately appeared at her shoulder.
"Yes?" Taz smiled sweetly, well as sweet as Taz can smile, which, thinking about it, isn't very sweet at all, it's scary.
"Put a shield around Tre."
"I can't, not without risking Gerards life. Seeing as we can only put one shield around one person"
Hazel nodded. "I see."
"Oh, fuck it. You guys are never gonna get this sorted, so I will," whispered Hannah.
Billie Joe's shield flickered and died. He yelped and dived for Tre's Drum kit. A bullet exploded on the stage behind him.
"Taz, take the fucking shield off Gerard!" Hazel yelled above more screams.
Tre's shield wavered as Hannah realised her mistake.
Backstage Gerards shield died.
A new shield flickered into life around Billie Joe, blocking a bullet speeding towards him. Hannah's shield flickered back to life around Tre.
"The police!" Hannah screamed as she noticed the men running into the audience. The gunner fired one last shot, which was easily absorbed by Hazel's shield.
"Am I the only one able to hold a shield for more than a few seconds?" Hazel asked as they pulled on their raincoats quickly, to stop the police recognising Hannah by her wings.
"Have I missed anything?" Isabel asked, materialising beside them.
***
"Where's Isabel?" Mike asked, walking into the sitting room, where Tre, Billie Joe, Gerard Way, Hannah, Hazel and Taz were all sprawled across the sofas, watching the Simpsons.
Tre shrugged.
"She got called back up for neglecting her duties, etc." Hazel explained, not taking her eyes off the screen. Hannah and Taz nodded in silent agreement.
"I might be getting a replacement angel," Tre said hopefully. Hannah, Hazel and Taz all shook their heads in silent disagreement.
"No, she's just going to get talked to by the big guy," Hannah explained.
"Told off," Taz added, smiling.
Tre's face fell.
"We're going out tonight," Billie Joe informed Hannah.
"Oh really?" Hannah asked, eyebrows raised. Billie Joe nodded.
"Without you, we're going to the pub."
Hannah scowled, but, sensing revenge, smiled at him. "Well, seeing as you are in huge danger from evil gun-people. One of us had better come with you. And, seeing as she's been neglecting her duties, Isabel had better go with you."
***
"Have fun!" Taz called out the window, as Billie Joe's black BMW pulled out the driveway.
"Right. No Billie Joe, no Tre, no Mike, no Gerard. NO ISABEL!" Hannah and Hazel whooped and high-fived each other.
"I got the phone," Taz grinned, holding up the telephone.
***
"Hannah, what are all these... Things, doing in my house?" Billie Joe asked.
The house was a mess. Taz and Hazel were sitting on the sofa watching TV, Isabel had gone home with Tre, Hazel and Taz had refused to go home with Mike and Gerard. So they'd gone home without their angels. The flat was full of fat flying cherubs all whizzing around and giggling.
"What did you give them?" Billie Joe demanded.
"Coffee."
"I don't have any coffee!"
"What was that stuff in the coffee jar then?"
"Fuck it, Hannah. That was weed!"
"Oh," Hannah looked slightly put out. "At least we didn't have any. It was a funny colour."
Billie Joe groaned.
"And there's someone you have to meet," Hazel said, sitting up and knocking a glass over with her wing.
Hazel got up and pointed at one of the cherubs, a fat baby with wings, it was sitting in the corner, sulking.
"It's Mayble!"
Hannah and Hazel immediately put glittering protective shields around Billie Joe and Mike. Backstage, Taz automatically put one around Gerard. Tre was left totally unprotected. "Shit, what in hells name is Isabel playing at?" Hannah whispered from the sidelines where she and Hazel were watching. Hazel shrugged.
A bullet ricocheted off Hazel's shield.
Another bullet landed squarely in the bass drum of Tre's drum kit. Tre yelped and ran around like a headless chicken.
Fans were screaming.
"We've been here before," Billie Joe said to Mike.
"Not with Hannah back we haven't."
"TAZ!" Hazel yelled. Taz immediately appeared at her shoulder.
"Yes?" Taz smiled sweetly, well as sweet as Taz can smile, which, thinking about it, isn't very sweet at all, it's scary.
"Put a shield around Tre."
"I can't, not without risking Gerards life. Seeing as we can only put one shield around one person"
Hazel nodded. "I see."
"Oh, fuck it. You guys are never gonna get this sorted, so I will," whispered Hannah.
Billie Joe's shield flickered and died. He yelped and dived for Tre's Drum kit. A bullet exploded on the stage behind him.
"Taz, take the fucking shield off Gerard!" Hazel yelled above more screams.
Tre's shield wavered as Hannah realised her mistake.
Backstage Gerards shield died.
A new shield flickered into life around Billie Joe, blocking a bullet speeding towards him. Hannah's shield flickered back to life around Tre.
"The police!" Hannah screamed as she noticed the men running into the audience. The gunner fired one last shot, which was easily absorbed by Hazel's shield.
"Am I the only one able to hold a shield for more than a few seconds?" Hazel asked as they pulled on their raincoats quickly, to stop the police recognising Hannah by her wings.
"Have I missed anything?" Isabel asked, materialising beside them.
***
"Where's Isabel?" Mike asked, walking into the sitting room, where Tre, Billie Joe, Gerard Way, Hannah, Hazel and Taz were all sprawled across the sofas, watching the Simpsons.
Tre shrugged.
"She got called back up for neglecting her duties, etc." Hazel explained, not taking her eyes off the screen. Hannah and Taz nodded in silent agreement.
"I might be getting a replacement angel," Tre said hopefully. Hannah, Hazel and Taz all shook their heads in silent disagreement.
"No, she's just going to get talked to by the big guy," Hannah explained.
"Told off," Taz added, smiling.
Tre's face fell.
"We're going out tonight," Billie Joe informed Hannah.
"Oh really?" Hannah asked, eyebrows raised. Billie Joe nodded.
"Without you, we're going to the pub."
Hannah scowled, but, sensing revenge, smiled at him. "Well, seeing as you are in huge danger from evil gun-people. One of us had better come with you. And, seeing as she's been neglecting her duties, Isabel had better go with you."
***
"Have fun!" Taz called out the window, as Billie Joe's black BMW pulled out the driveway.
"Right. No Billie Joe, no Tre, no Mike, no Gerard. NO ISABEL!" Hannah and Hazel whooped and high-fived each other.
"I got the phone," Taz grinned, holding up the telephone.
***
"Hannah, what are all these... Things, doing in my house?" Billie Joe asked.
The house was a mess. Taz and Hazel were sitting on the sofa watching TV, Isabel had gone home with Tre, Hazel and Taz had refused to go home with Mike and Gerard. So they'd gone home without their angels. The flat was full of fat flying cherubs all whizzing around and giggling.
"What did you give them?" Billie Joe demanded.
"Coffee."
"I don't have any coffee!"
"What was that stuff in the coffee jar then?"
"Fuck it, Hannah. That was weed!"
"Oh," Hannah looked slightly put out. "At least we didn't have any. It was a funny colour."
Billie Joe groaned.
"And there's someone you have to meet," Hazel said, sitting up and knocking a glass over with her wing.
Hazel got up and pointed at one of the cherubs, a fat baby with wings, it was sitting in the corner, sulking.
"It's Mayble!"
