You're Impossibly Fast, and Strong.
Frank finds out Gerard's a vampire
Twilight/MCR Crossover. Oneshot.

Something was wrong. Ever since Gerard had gone on that walk alone by himself, he'd changed, and it wasn't funny. He always wore makeup, but now he never went without it. He had started wearing dark red lipstick, and painted his face so white he was glowing. He usually stayed out of the sun but now he never came out in it, ever. Not to mention the huge amounts of golden colored contact lenses he kept blowing his money off on Ebay. Frank was worried.

What had happened yesterday had only increased the doubts and theories that he'd been formulating all week. Frank had been in the parking lot. It was the night before the Taste of Chaos tour kick-off and most of the tour buses were starting to pull in late. He'd been checking his bag when one of the buses had spun out of control, coming towards him with fierce speed. He heard the screeching and turned around, only to find that the bus was about 10 feet away from him. He was too shocked to move, until a hand pushed him out of the way.

Frank had looked up and had seen Gerard, staring back down at him, one hand on the car in front of him and another pushing the bus away, a huge dent where it touched the bus. Gerard took his hand away from the bus. He looked shocked at what he's just done, and had run away from Frank without saying anything. Gerard was now sitting on the couch in their tour bus reading Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. Frank walked towards him cautiously.

"Gerard, I've had thoughts." He heard Frank's voice and put the book down, sitting up slowly and looking straight at Frank. Gerard's golden colored eyes burned a hole though him.

"You've got to give me some answers," Frank said.

"I'd rather hear your theories." Even Gerard's voice had changed. Before it had a little squeak to it, now it was low and deep. Frank deliberated.

"I have considered radioactive spiders, and kryptonite." Gerard laughed, shrugging.

"It's all superhero stuff right?" he looked at Frank sharply, continuing, "What if I'm not the hero? What if I'm, the bad guy?" Frank didn't believe him. Gerard was crazy sometimes, it was true, but he was one of the nicest people he had ever met. Frank reached a hand forward and touched his face, it felt like he'd just taken a shower in freezing water. He added everything up, the makeup, the contacts, the whole new demeanor.

"You're impossibly fast, and strong. Your skin is pale white and ice cold. You don't go out into the sunlight," Frank muttered. Gerard moved closer to him, whispering slowly, his voice as deep as it would go.

"Say it, out loud." Frank hesitated.

"Say it," Gerard urged him.

"Vampire." Gerard moved away, still keeping his eyes on Frank.

"Are you afraid?"

"Yes," Frank said, before running out of the tour bus, screaming. He went to go hide behind a confused Bob. Gerard shrugged and lay back down on the couch, opening his book up again.