Gerard Way Party Poison Novels & Stories

One sip from it, make her start coughing loudly. “What the fuck is that?” she asked with a teary eye. “I call it life, it has a way of messing up if you don't take it easy, but it a great relaxing therapy once you understand its tactics,” I said pushing the hit back to her lips, she inhaled it, gently this time and didn't cough or have any discomfort. “That's my girl, now tell me why you think Ghost killed your parents,” I said while sipping from whiskey, the burnt sensation from the back of my throat mixed with the hit was making me feel light-headed. I gave her the remaining hit which she was sipping bit by bit.

With service pistols, the first rounds were usually blanks—meant to intimidate, not kill. But the sound was enough to shake the hall, sending a jolt through everyone present. Even Brian’s composure wavered. He had planned it all carefully. From the moment he learned the date of Theodore’s funeral, he’d been plotting his revenge. He had laced the tea with a high dose of mercury—colorless, tasteless, and nearly impossible to detect. In his mind, it would have taken out everyone in the hall, Adora included. He hadn’t counted on her never touching it and walking away without a scratch.

Out into the private forested stretch behind the corporate compound. Security footage would later show nothing clearly—only a massive blur disappearing into the trees. But those who were inside the office that day would never forget the sound. ************** Violetta collapsed into Gerald’s arms as soon as he was gone. “What happened?” she gasped. “What was that?” Gerald’s face was grim. “Poison.” Her eyes widened. “For him?” “No,” Gerald said quietly. “For you.” The realization hit like a blade to the chest.

“So pregnant women aren’t supposed to be sexy? That’s what you’re saying?” He ran a hand through sweat-damp hair, laughing under his breath. “Nah, nah, that came out wrong. I’m just—fuck, I’m fucking trashed right now.” To prove it, he snatched a half-full cup from some stumbling guy beside us and threw it back in one long swallow. He didn’t sniff it. He didn’t ask what it was. He just recklessly consumed it. Children, this is how you get poisoned at a party. And rich kids, this is how you end up in the morgue.

"What? No way! Rachel, She wouldn't dare go that far." Gerald nodded slowly, "I didn't believe it either at first. But the evidence is pretty strong. The poison used to kill them was found in the glass your parents used." I felt my head spin. "No, it can't be. I can't believe this; why would She do this? My parents took care of her," my voice was hoarse with pain and confusion. My aunt Geralda took a deep breath, "I don't know, I don't know, but we have to deal with this. You have to help me destroy her life again."

He was poisoned by the criminal and almost killed by him. If Hendery had not stepped in and taken the blow for him, he wouldn’t have been able to take the criminal down. Kayson said, “The poison is known as Exradere. Once the poison hits you, you will lose all your power for a short amount of time.” Campian was slightly shocked as he said, “Impressive, Mr. Yarde. I didn’t expect you to tell what kind of poison it is with a glance.” Kayson did not say anything and asked, “In other words, other than sustaining some injuries, Hendery is poisoned as well, right?”

He maximized the volume before tapping on the play button for everyone to listen to. The recording began with Gopher’s chuckle. “It’s done, Mr. Rich. I spiked the family’s drinks with sleeping draught and poison. The sleeping draught will kick in after an hour, and the poison will work after an hour and a half. All four will fall asleep first, and after that the poison will numb their breathing until they die from lack of oxygen.” After that, Andre’s voice came. “Four? Wasn’t it five?”

The elders rushed forward, took a close look, and exclaimed before Darryl responded. "It's green. Is that the rumored rarest poison, Hysteria Powder?" "I think so. I've heard that the Hysteria Powder is green. One would lose one's mind after inhaling just a small amount." "So, is Elder Walt the culprit?" During the discussion, everyone in the bedchamber turned to Magnum in shock and anger. 'That man is a wolf in sheep's clothing.' "Magnum, it was you!" Finally, the Great Elder was the first to burst out in anger and yelled at Magnum, "You b*stard. The Sect Master had been so kind to you. How could you poison the Sect Mistress?"

“Gerald and I have been speaking and I think this is the right time to tell you guys about it,” “Gerald is a trained police personnel at the Retirement home, he has solid connections with high ranking policemen , so Geraldine definitely will not be getting off this easily,” “After my father’s death, he approached me, he has quite some evidence, we also contacted the security at Geraldine’s house, we found a bottle of Pentobarbital in her waste which was also found in large quantity in my dad’s system as a cause of his death,” “I was able to hack into her phone to see the proof of payment for the particular drug,” Gerald added and we all turned to him.

That's when I remembered that I was in so much pain that night after we left the party. I screeched my brows and recalled what had happened at the party. I didn't even have much to drink. It was just a cup of juice. Then how would be poisoned? “Who would want to poison me?” I asked, and my ears were filling up with tears. “Why me?” I asked with my voice cracking. “We are still investigating, and we will get to the root of the problem and catch the culprit,” Nicklaus responded. His voice Was barely above a whisper, and he looked sad.