A/N- Wassup? It be TOBN here with the sequel to our musical story!
Yup! This is the sequel to Starring MBAV, with a not so clever title. Jokes! But in any way possible, there will be more songs, more drama, more humor, more romance, and more musical chaos! Are you excited as I am?
This is the first time I actually finished a story before actually posting it, so my update schedule is every Friday, because Fridays are awesome, and you have even more to get excited for! So I hope you are happy with that! Sad part is that you'll have to wait a WHOLE WEEK for a chapter. Impatient? No problem. I am too ;)
So like my last story, there will be a soundtrack and deleted scenes at the end, because along with a beautiful story, you need an even more beautiful soundtrack. So that will be broadcasted at the end of the show :)
I am totally dragging this along, because I know y'all know how to read. Lol! But nevertheless, I hope you are excited for this, and I know you will have as much fun as I am going to have!
Oh! And before anything, I will NOT be taking any musical requests. I am sorry guys, but I have a great list of songs that range from popular musicals like Phantom Of The Opera, all the way to Les Miserables and what not! So don't you worry! But what I am trying to say here is that I have everything planned out already, so unfortunately, I won't be taking requests :/
But don't feel down, because I have a great story planned out! I hope you drop a review, and start reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own MBAV or its characters. I also don't own the songs in this wonderful broadway story, so I hope you know that. I do own Monica, and the plot. But that is pretty much it.
ENJOY!
Starring MBAV 2: Act 1: Here We Go Again
Prologue
Benny was in the corner of the dark and grey room, shivering with blood scraped on his cheeks. He curled himself in a ball as he wiped the tears off his face with the back of his filthy hand.
How did he get here? All broken and withered up? Where was his friends? Were they coming? Was he alone?
Benny faced his emerald eyes to the ceiling, remembering what she did to him. He shuddered at the thought of it, and more tears streamed.
And everything was going so much better earlier….
As he shivered in the cold and damp surroundings, he sang a little tune. Not even trapped in a dungeon, or whatever this was, allowed him to escape the musical chaos that was outside. He took shaky breaths between each words as he closed his eyes.
"Edelweiss, edelweiss, bless my hometown...forever…"
BEFORE
Act 1: Scene 1
It was dark in Whitechapel, and all the lights were flickered close and dulled a light that was barely shining.
A mysterious figure was waltzing along the streets of the sleepy town, a rather decorative box in his hands as he spotted a person, who was alone and taking her dog for a walk. The shadow licked his lips; this was absolutely perfect.
He walked up behind her and smiled as he caught her attention. The woman frowned a bit as she looked confusedly at the shadowed person.
"Um, hello. Do you need something?" She asked rather nervously. A glisten of white, pearl fangs shone in the moonlight, as the girl dropped the leash she was holding. Her eyes widened in horror as the guy's eyes glowed a hazy neon blue. The girl took shaky steps backwards as the boy grinned evilly.
"I kind of do" He said with a snarky smile.
And with that, he sucked her dry, making her screech in fear and pain as she dropped down on the ground, dead.
He took a breath of relief as he sighed in pleasure, the lingering taste of her blood on his lips. He then looked at the girl and realized he had to grab her soul before it was too late.
He opened the box and her soul floated into the air and drifted in the box. He smiled in accomplishment as he sped off to the composer's final resting place.
When he found her grave he smiled as looked at the engraved box.
It had been a while since he had used this, but when he found out that he could transfer one soul on a regular moon, he just had to try it. As long as he isn't exchanging more than one soul, he could still get back a person by trading a soul for a person's life. Besides, a Lunar Eclipse was soon, and he would get the chance at gathering more than one soul.
But first, he had to resurrect the girl who'd help him with those soul collections.
Jesse Black opened the Cubile Animus and looked to the moon, rising the box in the air as he started to chant the meditation to rise the dead.
"I only have one offering for this regular moon, and I ask the gods above!" He roared, wind circling the grave as he looked down at the grave, then at the Cubile Animus, which released the soul. He grinned and said the final words.
"PLEASE!" He yelled. "BRING MONICA LAFLEUR BACK TO LIFE!"
He waited a few minutes, sitting on the ground as he sighed; had he failed?
But he knew he didn't, as soon as he watched a red, velvet gloved hand shoot out of the dirt and grasp onto the soil. Jesse grinned.
It was done.
Act 1: Scene 2
Ethan walked down the streets of Whitechapel, wrapping his scarf around his neck as he shivered a bit, a cool autumn breeze drifting through the air. He was on his way to the library for a nice little studying break.
He could really go for a coffee right now, since he was tired after studying for an exam [school just started], and looking into the details of a suspicious murder down on Eighth Street, where a girl was...drained of her blood. And then the strange break-in at the cemetery? It was all too strange.
He had been doing research, and it had seemed like the grave was Monica LaFleur, the musical director who was trying to destroy Whitechapel by sucking everyone's souls.
'Does this mean Monica is back? But how?' Ethan thought to himself, clearly puzzled as he turned a corner and was met with Benny, who was wearing a beanie over his natural frizzy hair. Benny shot his best friend is usual smile.
"Hey E! Good morning!" He sang, mimicking the song that they first sung when Monica first came in town. Unfortunately, Ethan remembered it clearly, and absolutely hated it.
"Looks like you were watching the news yesterday, huh?" Benny nodded. "And I can't help but tease you about it, E! When the whole 'musical fiasco' was going on, you were a trainwreck." He said, laughing a bit, as if it lightened up the mood somehow. Which it didn't.
Ethan looked at his friend with his signature look of disbelief, and it certainly made Benny's laughs die to an awkward cough.
"But seriously B, what if this is actually serious? Someone might have resurrected her back from the dead! Is it possible she is still...y'know...out for revenge?" He stammered awkwardly, kind of nervous at this point. Benny just sighed.
"All I know is that you are stressing about this, so you look like you can go use a coffee. On me?" He offered. Ethan shot Benny a small smile, and Benny knew they were on the right track again.
"Well...I could go for a latte…" He mused aloud, making Benny slap Ethan on the back softly, a huge grin pasted on his face.
"Awesome!" He exclaimed, grinning as the two turned a corner, and was met with none other than Rory, whose arm was wrapped around Della's waist. He smiled as he looked at his two friends with a grin.
"Hey guys!" He chirped happily, being his usual bouncy self. Ethan smiled as Della's face darkened at the sight of them.
"Hi guys," She said flatly. "Did you guys read the paper? A girl getting sucked dry? Terrible." She said with a sad sigh. Ethan nodded.
"I was just on my way to the library, and I was going to to study and maybe research on the subject…" He pondered, trailing off in thought as Benny interrupted him.
"But," He said loudly. "I am treating good ol' E here for some coffee to relax his old soul." He said with a wide smile. Ethan rolled his eyes as Rory's eyes lit like fire.
"Ooh! Can we come?" He asked excitedly. Benny looked at Rory with slumped shoulders, but rolled his eyes as he sighed.
"Fine. I guess I can buy y'all some coffee too." He said after a while, making Rory float a bit in happiness.
"Awesome!" He exclaimed, grinning as Della mouthed a grateful "Thank you.", and was dragged away by Rory, who led the way.
They were at an intersection when they ran across Sarah, who smiled at the four teens. Ethan blushed.
"Um...h-hi Sarah." He said bashfully, looking down meekly as Benny stifled his laughs. Sarah grinned as she pecked Ethan's cheek happily.
"Hey you!" She said flirtatiously, making Ethan's cheek flush. Benny nearly face palmed as he looked at the fail that was happening right in front of his eyes.
"Dude, even if you have a girlfriend who loves you, you are still some stuttering freak." He said with mock disappointed shake of his head, making Sarah giggle and Ethan roll his eyes.
"We...uh...Benny's treating us all to coffee! You want to tag along?" He asked as cooly as he could. Benny's eyes widened as Sarah nodded.
"Oh yeah! Thanks Benny!" She said happily, shooting a happy glance at Benny, who just sighed, taking out his wallet and scrunching his face up in thought.
"I suppose I have room for one more coffee…" He said with a shrug, making Ethan beam and Sarah smile.
"Awesome! Thanks Benny!" She said gratefully. Benny dug his hands in his pockets as he looked at the two couples, who were together. He certainly felt like a third wheel here.
"Get a room guys. I want me some caffeine." He said with a grin, crossing the street as everyone followed the spellmaster into Lotta Latte.
When they arrived inside, they were greeted with a familiar blonde face that stood in line. She twirled her hair nonchalantly, not noticing the five teens that just entered. Benny's eyes widened as Ethan nudged him teasingly.
Benny gulped as Erica turned around to see him in particular, her stare intensifying as she saw the green eyed boy. Benny weakly smiled as Erica's expression softened, smiling as she blew him a kiss. Benny gulped nervously as he tugged his collar, grinning as he joined her in line. Benny smiled his signature goofy smile.
"Hey Erica! I am treating everyone for a coffee. You want?" He asked with a shy smile. Erica grinned as she nodded.
"Thanks! I don't think I have enough money anyway." She said with a shrug, smiling as Benny adjusted his woolen beanie and placed the six orders for everyone.
When the coffees finally came [at a rather stunning price, if Benny had anything to say about it], he gave it to his friends, who grinned and thanked him, toasting cups as they sipped some coffee. Ethan sighed in pleasure.
"This is exactly what I needed today. Thanks B." He said with a smile, making Benny beam. "Anything for Team V." He shrugged, making everyone smile and laugh.
They continued to talk some more, some conversations about schooling and exams, others about the supernatural occurring in Whitechapel, especially the conspiracies about Monica returning from the dead.
"I just don't see why someone would want to bring Monica, out of all people, back to life. No one knew what happened with the musical fiasco, and no one really cared when she died. Who would want to resurrect her?" Sarah mused, taking a sip from her vanilla shot ice coffee. Ethan shrugged, sipping a latte of his own.
"I don't know, but whatever it is, I am sure it wouldn't be good." He said with a sigh.
Della was in the middle of reading the Whitechapel Times, when her eyes widened in shock. Rory seemed to notice this as he smirked.
"What's with the wide eyes, babe? Is it my ass?" He said, winking as Della tried her best to stay serious.
"Unfortunately for you, no." She said with a small grin. Rory pouted as her expression turned serious once more.
"The reason I am all wide eyed is because the Whitechapel Theater is closing down!" She said urgently, making everyone snap to attention. Erica grabbed the paper in shock as she read from the article.
"It says that the Whitechapel Theater is closing down due to lack of funds and shows, and they are gonna use the space for a mall or a small plaza. Or something like that. The point is, they are closing, and that really sucks." Erica said, throwing the paper on the table in frustration. Benny frowned.
"I didn't know you were so fond of the old theater." He acknowledged, making Erica shrug.
"I dunno; maybe it is because the thing is older than me - which is saying something since I am an immortal vampire -, or that I actually went there as a child, but I am just sad to see such a landmark being closed down for crappy 21st century uses." She explained, slumping down into her chair, sipping her coffee as she buried herself in her trenchcoat. Benny rubbed her shoulder reassuringly as Rory grinned softly.
"Well, we could always just trap ourselves in there, so they can't destroy the building! A guy did that to a tree once...or was that a cartoon I watched…" He mused aloud, before shrugging and bouncing back to his oblivious state. Sarah sighed sadly.
"It seems like we are losing everything. I actually really liked that theater. I went there to go see The Rocky Horror Picture Show a few weeks back. I should've saw this coming; the crowds weren't really busy." She said with a sigh.
Ethan hated to see his friends like this, and as he stood up, he smiled at all his friends.
"How about this; we go and visit the theater for the last time. It should cheer us all up, no?" He prompted, making Sarah squeal as she shot to her feet, nearly knocking her coffee over.
"Yes! Thanks Ethan!" She said, kissing him on the cheek as she waltzed out, humming a tune. Erica and Benny shrugged as they followed her, and Rory and Della after them.
Ethan was the only one left, sighing as he took a long sip of his coffee, before following his friends out the doors of Lotta Latte, and into the autumn breeze
Act 1: Scene 3
Ethan, Sarah, Benny, Rory, Erica and Della finally arrived at the Whitechapel Theater, they saw yellow tape surrounding the front and some construction workers in the front of them, going over some floor plans.
"I am afraid we're late." Ethan said with a sigh. "It looks like they are going to be tearing this place down soon." Sarah shrugged. "I guess it is for the best." She said sadly.
Suddenly, Mrs. LOL came along, walking right up to Ethan and his friends. Her eyes widened as she ran up to them, eyeing Ethan in particular.
"Ethan!" She called out, running towards them. "Ethan!"
The Seer turned around at the sound of his name as he smiled kindly at their drama teacher, sending her a smile.
"Hey Mrs. LOL. Did you come to say your final goodbyes for the Whitechapel Theater?" Mrs. LOL shook her head quickly.
"No! Actually, I was able to come up with a way to save it!" She chirped happily, catching the attention of all six teens.
"How? They are tearing this place up by the end of the month!" Rory said in awe. Mrs. LOL flipped her hair with a grin.
"I was able to land us a finale performance before this place closes down, and if I can raise enough funds for the theater, and have a success with the original screenplay, the Whitechapel Theater would stay open, and I would own it!" She chirped. "Isn't that exciting?"
Everyone nodded eagerly, happy to see that there is a chance at the theater being saved. Mrs. LOL then faced her attention to Ethan.
"But the problem is that with my job at Whitechapel High, I won't be able to write an original musical! Which is why I need your help, Ethan." She said, turning to the brown eyed boy. His eyes widened.
"Me?" He squeaked, slightly nervous. Mrs. LOL nodded proudly.
"I've read all your plays and writing pieces in my class, Ethan. You have a knack for originality! And if all goes well, you might be able to save the theater! You just need a play by the end of the month." She said. Ethan gritted his teeth a bit as he weakly smiled, lowering his gaze to the ground.
"I don't know…" He said reluctantly, but after a lot of pleases and wishes from his friends, he turned bravely to the drama teacher and nodded.
"Alright! I'll give it a shot." He said. Mrs. LOL grinned. "Perfect! It doesn't even have to have original songs! You are welcome to use any musical number you wish, but in a original plot. Think of this as….extra marks!" She prompted. Ethan nodded happily as something began to change.
Ethan heard a familiar piano melody as Mrs. LOL looked at the gang with a grin.
"You shall start tomorrow!"
Leaves spun around the gang as Mrs. LOL and the construction workers started to dance around everyone.
Ethan, Benny, Rory, Della, Erica and Sarah were all crowded in a circle, watching as the adults circled around them, as if their bodies were being controlled by something. Ethan suddenly made his way through the crowd, his scarf itching his neck a bit as he started to sing to a piano melody only they could hear.
"The sun will come out, tomorrow." He blurted out in song, his eyes widening as he danced to the left side, letting Sarah come beside him.
"Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow," She sang unexpectedly, a force throwing Ethan and Sarah together as they nervously finished off, Sarah's hat almost dropping.
"There'll be sun!" They harmonized, Sarah going higher than Ethan. Benny and Erica made their way besides Ethan and Sarah, standing on a bench as they sung as well.
"Just thinkin' about, tomorrow!" Benny sang, blending his voice against Erica's. "Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow…" The four looked at each other in clear confusion.
"'Til there's none!" They harmonized, Ethan and Sarah staying at the regular note as Erica and Benny took it a note higher, stepping off the bench in unison as the construction workers kept beat with the hammers, and Mrs. LOL doing the same things as the construction workers.
The four of them stood in a line, before being broken apart by Rory and Della, who were hand in hand, and were singing as well.
Ethan gulped; this was all too familiar.
"When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey, and lonely!" Rory sang, looking at Della with fear in his eyes. Della shrugged as she sang as well, slowly starting to enjoy this once again.
"I'll just stick out my chin, and grin, and say!" She sang, linking hands with all her friends. "Oh!" Everyone sang in unison, breaking apart as they started to skip along the streets, everyone they saw humming to the same tune as they chased a sunset along the streets. They exchanged nervous and awkward looks as they continued to sing.
"The sun'll come out, tomorrow! So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow! Come what may!" They all sang, the boys and the girls separating into groups, singing back and forth.
"Tomorrow!" The girls sang.
"Tomorrow!" The boys echoed.
"I love ya!" The girls sang as they crossed paths with the boys, their feet being controlled and scattered all over the place.
"Tomorrow!" The boys cheered, their voice blending perfectly with the girls' voices.
"You're always, a day, away!" They wrapped up, throwing their arms around each other as Ethan stepped forward, singing for the rest of the group.
"Tomorrow! Tomorrow!" Benny looked rather embarrassed as he sang alongside Ethan, a little too close for his comfort.
"I love ya, tomorrow!" He answered. Everyone found a nearby bench and they all stepped on it, Ethan on the left side, Benny in the middle, and Rory on the right. Sarah and Della were in Ethan and Rory's arms, bridal style, and Benny carried Erica with some strength that he mustered up somehow. He couldn't believe what he was doing.
"You're always!" They sang. "A day!" They held the note.
"Away!" They finished off, holding the note for as long as they could, singing at the top of their lungs as if no one could hear them.
They panted for breath as the piano melody stopped, Ethan and Rory sitting down on the bench, Sarah and Della still in their arms. Benny gently dropped Erica, and they all looked at a rather horrified Ethan.
"I just agreed to write a musical," He said, his voice barely audible. "And I am in one again."
A/N- And there you have it! The first chapter to the Whitechapel Musical!
Were y'all surprised about Jesse's cameo? Does he have something to do with the plot? And it is confirmed; Monica is indeed alive, but what is she gonna do? You are gonna have to wait for next Friday!
Drop a review, and thanks for reading!
Keep On Keeping On (My new end-chapter catchphrase :P)