The Black Parade part 2

Welcome to The Black Parade

As they drove on Patient started to hear drumming. He looked at the drum kit but no-one was playing.
“Where’s that sound coming from?” he asked, walking to the front of the float.
“Your next memory” the figures answered as one. Patient looked out at the memory and gasped in delight.
“The parade!!!”
Tall figures dressed in green marched past, towering over him. Confetti fell like multicoloured rain. His father squeezed the young Patient’s hand and pointed out the float. Patient giggled and jumped up and down. The portal shimmered. Patient and his father were lost. Patient spotted a man lying in a gutter, one of his legs at a funny angle. He was sobbing in pain. The young boy looked up at his father and pulled some coins out of his pocket. Patient walked over to the man and handed him the small amount of money. The man clutched them to his chest as though they were priceless gold.
“Bless you, Boy” The man muttered to him. Patient smiled at him sadly and ran back to his father.
“You’ll be the saviour of those poor, broken, beaten, damned souls one day, my lad” his father whispered to him
The portal faded.
Patient was on his knees again, tears pouring down his face.
“Are you okay?” asked the figure at the microphone, putting a hand on his shoulder.
“It’s just…my Father...” he sobbed.
“We understand” the figure nodded sadly “He was far too young to die”
Patient jumped to his feet and looked at the figures, shocked.
“Who are you?” he whispered, backing away from them
“We are The Black Parade” the figure said, pulling off his cloak to reveal a tall, white haired man. The others did the same. They were all wearing black military uniforms.
“I am Gerard, leader of the Black Parade” the white haired man told him.
“I’m Mikey, second in command and Gee’s brother” he had short black hair, dark eyes and a medal on his chest.
“I’m Frank” the youngest smiled at him. He also had black hair and his knuckles had HALLOWEEN written on them. He bounced on his toes, as though he couldn’t stay still.
“I am Ray” Ray had an afro and looked disapprovingly at Frank bouncing around.
“I’m Bob” He had blonde hair and startlingly blue eyes. He stood near the drum kit and seemed ready to play.
It was Frank who broke first. He absent-mindedly started strumming on his guitar. Suddenly the whole group were playing a song. Patient stood there, shocked.
What the hell was going on?!?
“Um...Stupid question but who are The Black Parade???” Patient yelled over the music. They stopped suddenly.
“We didn’t tell you?” Gee looked at him “oops, our bad. The Black Parade is there where you die, coming as your fondest memory. It could be a little girl, a parade. Dude! It could even come as a kitten!”
Bob perked up at the mention of a kitten
“KITTY!!!” he yelled happily. Everyone except Patient sighed
“Anyway…” Gee continued, looking worriedly at Bob who was hugging the air as though there was a kitten there
“We take ‘em, go see a few memories and then we drop ‘em off at death’s door where He decides if you go to Heaven or Hell. Simple!
“Next memory!” Frank called, spotting it.