Chapter One
Note: I've created my own rock star, Smith. I couldn't think of a better name.
"Wow. This is so cool. I just love rock concerts and Smith." Joe Hardy commented to his brother beside him, as he joined in singing with the crowd.
Frank smiled. He had gotten used to his brother's behavior after seventeen years spent with him. This was just one of his peculiar moods. Joe was a great fan of Smith. He owned every single album he released and blast it on his stereo every morning. Unfortunately, Frank wasn't a great fan of him. Joe had dragged him to his world tour concert, by taking a loan from him for the tickets. He could recall the unfaithful day. .
A week before
"Hey bro, I finished my assignments. I've been really good. I even aced the history test on the French Revolution." Joe announced to Frank as soon as he got home.
Frank was suspicious. Never in his life he heard Joe acing a history test. There must be something up his sleeves.
Joe went on. "I fixed the van from the previous damages caused by you."
Frank confirmed his suspicion. "What's it Joe? Just get straight to the point."
"I just wanted to be a sweet little brother." Joe smiled innocently as he said that.
"Yea, right. The last time you did that was because you accidentally threw away my homework." Frank retorted.
"Okay, fine. Smith is coming to Bayport! Could you believe it? The tickets are limited! Well. ." Joe paused midway.
"You want some cash?" Frank sighed as he said it.
Joe smiled. Frank knew him too well. "Just this once."
Frank gave in. He knew he had to. Otherwise, he would be tormented by his consistent pleas. "Alright."
Joe gave a whooped of joy. "Thanks! I own you!"
Present
That was how he was stuck here in the midst of a Rock concert. The last song just ended. He could hear Smith making a speech about how excited he was when he heard a loud crash. He looked up to see the drummer behind him lying on the floor, bleeding excessively from a wound.
"What was that?" Joe asked shockingly. Frank was wondering the exact same thing. Soon, Smith was emerged by bodyguards on the stage. Somebody took over the mike.
"I'm sorry. But, you all have to leave. Something just happened here. The police is arriving to investigate and we need to clear the scene." The person bellowed into the mike. This was followed by noises of disappointments. The arriving police soon cleared the concert hall.
As Joe and Frank left, they met Chief Collig along the way.
"Joe, Frank. What are you guys doing here? Investigating the scene?" Chief Collig asked, surprised by their presence.
"Well, we were here for the concert until this happened." Joe shrugged.
"Could you guys fill me in with the details?" Chief Collig asked.
They soon updated him with the chain of events. Chief Collig's eye went bigger after each sentence he heard.
"Well, that was sure one excitement. I'm sorry, but you have to leave. You know the procedure." He apologized upon saying that.
"It's alright. It's getting late and we have to head home anyway. Give us a call if you need us any moment." Frank reassured him as he walked out of the exit.
In the van, Joe was full of questions.
"Hey Frank, what do you think happened? Could Smith have offended somebody?" Joe asked, puzzled.
"I don't know. That's his life for sure." Frank wished he had answers for those questions, but he was just as puzzled as Joe.
When they both reached home, Laura and Fenton were surprised.
"Well, that was early for a concert." Laura said jokingly.
"It sure was." Joe answered glumly. Frank filled both his parents in with the earlier events. Both their reaction were similar to Chief Collig's.
"I guess that would be the most memorable concert ever. I guessed I would be occupied in future with the investigations." Fenton gave a sarcastic comment.
"Dad, could I help?" Joe said, a little too eagerly.
"That depends son." Fenton knew Joe was obsessed with Smith.
"Alright. ." Joe answered, dejected. This was his only chance to meet his idol.
"Night Mom, Night Dad, Night Frank" Joe said as he went into his room.
"He sure sounds disappointed." Frank informed his parents. "That got to wait. Now, we just got to gather as much information about the incident." Fenton said as he went into his study room, preparing to call Chief Collig.
"I guess that's all the excitement we can get for the night. Good night Frank." Laura told him as he headed to his room.
Note: I've created my own rock star, Smith. I couldn't think of a better name.
"Wow. This is so cool. I just love rock concerts and Smith." Joe Hardy commented to his brother beside him, as he joined in singing with the crowd.
Frank smiled. He had gotten used to his brother's behavior after seventeen years spent with him. This was just one of his peculiar moods. Joe was a great fan of Smith. He owned every single album he released and blast it on his stereo every morning. Unfortunately, Frank wasn't a great fan of him. Joe had dragged him to his world tour concert, by taking a loan from him for the tickets. He could recall the unfaithful day. .
A week before
"Hey bro, I finished my assignments. I've been really good. I even aced the history test on the French Revolution." Joe announced to Frank as soon as he got home.
Frank was suspicious. Never in his life he heard Joe acing a history test. There must be something up his sleeves.
Joe went on. "I fixed the van from the previous damages caused by you."
Frank confirmed his suspicion. "What's it Joe? Just get straight to the point."
"I just wanted to be a sweet little brother." Joe smiled innocently as he said that.
"Yea, right. The last time you did that was because you accidentally threw away my homework." Frank retorted.
"Okay, fine. Smith is coming to Bayport! Could you believe it? The tickets are limited! Well. ." Joe paused midway.
"You want some cash?" Frank sighed as he said it.
Joe smiled. Frank knew him too well. "Just this once."
Frank gave in. He knew he had to. Otherwise, he would be tormented by his consistent pleas. "Alright."
Joe gave a whooped of joy. "Thanks! I own you!"
Present
That was how he was stuck here in the midst of a Rock concert. The last song just ended. He could hear Smith making a speech about how excited he was when he heard a loud crash. He looked up to see the drummer behind him lying on the floor, bleeding excessively from a wound.
"What was that?" Joe asked shockingly. Frank was wondering the exact same thing. Soon, Smith was emerged by bodyguards on the stage. Somebody took over the mike.
"I'm sorry. But, you all have to leave. Something just happened here. The police is arriving to investigate and we need to clear the scene." The person bellowed into the mike. This was followed by noises of disappointments. The arriving police soon cleared the concert hall.
As Joe and Frank left, they met Chief Collig along the way.
"Joe, Frank. What are you guys doing here? Investigating the scene?" Chief Collig asked, surprised by their presence.
"Well, we were here for the concert until this happened." Joe shrugged.
"Could you guys fill me in with the details?" Chief Collig asked.
They soon updated him with the chain of events. Chief Collig's eye went bigger after each sentence he heard.
"Well, that was sure one excitement. I'm sorry, but you have to leave. You know the procedure." He apologized upon saying that.
"It's alright. It's getting late and we have to head home anyway. Give us a call if you need us any moment." Frank reassured him as he walked out of the exit.
In the van, Joe was full of questions.
"Hey Frank, what do you think happened? Could Smith have offended somebody?" Joe asked, puzzled.
"I don't know. That's his life for sure." Frank wished he had answers for those questions, but he was just as puzzled as Joe.
When they both reached home, Laura and Fenton were surprised.
"Well, that was early for a concert." Laura said jokingly.
"It sure was." Joe answered glumly. Frank filled both his parents in with the earlier events. Both their reaction were similar to Chief Collig's.
"I guess that would be the most memorable concert ever. I guessed I would be occupied in future with the investigations." Fenton gave a sarcastic comment.
"Dad, could I help?" Joe said, a little too eagerly.
"That depends son." Fenton knew Joe was obsessed with Smith.
"Alright. ." Joe answered, dejected. This was his only chance to meet his idol.
"Night Mom, Night Dad, Night Frank" Joe said as he went into his room.
"He sure sounds disappointed." Frank informed his parents. "That got to wait. Now, we just got to gather as much information about the incident." Fenton said as he went into his study room, preparing to call Chief Collig.
"I guess that's all the excitement we can get for the night. Good night Frank." Laura told him as he headed to his room.