I think I'm breaking a barrier here, posting the first KND Linkin Park songfic. If you haven't heard the song, hit YouTube or something and listen to it, it will help with understanding the mood.
Anyway enjoy.
Disclaimer: "Hands Held High" and its lyrics are property of Linkin Park
Hand Held High
Hoagie let out a sigh. It was cold, too cold for someone to be sitting around just a T-Shirt and jeans, but he wasn't just sitting around. Abby sat beside him, half-asleep, half-crying, still shocked from the horror they had witnessed just hours before. She had his jacket over her, and Hoagie had his arm around her, but still she shivered.
They weren't alone, they huddled with dozens of others, many the same age as them, in the abandoned church outside of town, if you could still call it a town, it was more a like wasteland. A single guard stood at the door with a very large automatic gun.
Hoagie looked around at the starving and wounded and a mixture of hate, anger, fear, pain and pity began to build up inside him. He couldn't take it anymore, how long were they expected to live like this.
Before he knew what he was doing he was walking up to the front of the church, picking up the mike lying on the stage checking if it was working, leaving a rather confused Abby behind him.
The mike was working.
Someone started playing a sad tune on the organ beside the stage as someone else started drumming on an old drum.
Everyone in the church looked up as Hoagie lifted the mike and began to speak:
"Turn my mike up louder I got to say something Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping Risk something, take back what's yours Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before Like this war's really just a different brand of war Like they understand you in the back of the jet These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the check For a leader so nervous in an obvious way And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
Light weights step to the side when we come in
People on the street they panic and start running
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme, I'm dumping
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and
Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping
Say something that you know they might attack you for
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor
When you can't put gas in your tank
Asking you to have compassion and have some respect
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
In their living room laughing like 'what did he say?"
A small girl at the back of the room began singing:
"Amen"
One by one the other people joined her:
"Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen"
Hoagie looked at Abby who was giving him a very faint smile, he returned the smile and continued:
"In my living room watching but I am not laughing World is cold the bold men take action Ten years old it's something to see Taken and bound and found later under a tree Do you see the soldiers they're out today It's ironic at times like this you pray There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads My dad he's got a lot of fear I know My brother had a book he would hold with pride On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside Meanwhile, the leader just talks away And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen
Have to react or get blown into fractions
Another kid my age drugged under a jeep
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me
They brush the dust from bullet proof vests away
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday
Inside your market, your shops, your clothes
But enough pride inside not to let that show
A little red cover with a broken spine
'When the rich wage war it's the poor who die'
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
both scared and angry like "what did he say?"
The crowed once again began singing:
"Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen"
The next thing Hoagie knew, Abby was standing next to him. And as the crown kept chanting she began chanting, she took the mike and started sighing:
"With hands held high into the sky so blue,
As the ocean opens up to swallow you.
With hands held high into the sky so blue,
As the ocean opens up to swallow you.
With hands held high into the sky so blue,
As the ocean opens up to swallow you.
With hands held high into the sky so blue,
As the ocean opens up to swallow you.
With hands held high into the sky so blue,
As the ocean opens up to swallow you.
With hands held high into the sky so blue,
As the ocean opens up to swallow you."
The church became silent.
Hoagie took the mike back from Abby.
"So who's with me?" he said in a low voice.
The crowd erupted into cheer and began marching to the door. Abby and Hoagie smiled at each other. That guard didn't stand a chance.
Catch the full story behind this oneshot after Operation: S.O.U.T.H. A.F.R.C.A. concludes.
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DarkMike