Setting my world on fire (a Black Veil Brides fan fiction)

It had been a little over a week since we found the army. I remember it like it was just yesterday.

We had been sent to look for other outcasts, Clove, Rachel, Sam and I. Davy was back at the camp sewing a hole in the knee of Sam's jeans, seeing as he was one of the few people that could sew we decided it would be better if he had sewn it and not me (probably because I'd end up sewing the legs of the jeans together). Lola was going out with the destroyer (and some explosives) to blow up a disused building to create more space for the army.

Passing what for all the world appeared to be a simple music hall, we heard shouting from inside. Running in holding our make shift weapons from the camp (I was wielding a slightly blunt kitchen knife, Rachel a pair of scissors, Clove had a heavy chain with a padlock on the end, and Sam had a horse riding whip)

"So remind me again why I got the girly riding whip?" Sam pouted to us, sarcastically striking what he believed to be a girly pose.

"Cus your a girl already! Woo!" yelled Rachel, running into the music hall. We all sighed and followed her.

Eventually we found Rachel in the orchestra pit of the music hall, with a girl with bright purple hair.

"Hey guys come help!"

We ran to her, to find the girl with a gash on her leg.

"The society..." I muttered to myself. That was what we called the old governments, the society.

Sam quickly bandaged her leg and we got out of there - just as the destroyer and Lola arrived with the explosives.

"We've come to blow this sh*t up!"

"I can see that..." I said sarcastically.

We stood there watching the building collapse in on itself after a loud bang.

"Who are you?" came a voice from beside us. A voice which belonged to a purple haired girl.