A/N Hello people of ! This is Starkidtheatregeek back again with a sort of Breredith thing. But this one isn't like they normally are, the others, I have a co-author with me! She actually wrote this chapter, and her name is Peaceful Sunrise! Welll, that's her author name at least.

This is the story of the people who kidnapped Brian in The Stars' Fault, so if you've read that, great! If not, you'll be fine for now at least, but I don't think you will need to read it, but I'm not opposed to you reading it! It can be found on my profile.

The characters in this chapter are Peaceful Sunrise's OCs, I did not help her come up with this at all. The next chapter will be written by me, and I think we will switch off like that. Enjoy!

John Smith had been born with the unfortunate name of John Smith, something he loathed all his life. How was he supposed to become famous with a name like that? For, all his life, John Smith had dreamed of one thing: to become famous. But that dream seemed to slip further and further away each year he got older.

For apart from having a common name, John Smith was about as far from extraordinary as the sun is from Pluto. As a child, he didn't have any particular talents that stood out: performing about average in class, never the class dunce, but never the class genius either. He tried going into the Little League, but quit after a few games. He was not particularly charismatic, and his resentment at other more talented children made him the social outcast. Still, he dreamed of being famous, somehow, although how exactly he would go about doing it, he didn't know. He was not skilled at sports like the other boys in his class, his music talents were laughable, and his art could only be described as a very very poor resemblance to modern art.

In high school, everything changed. Having randomly selected an elective course, he found himself in a drama class. It was then that he realised this could be it. He could be an actor. He could see it now. He'd change his name to something exotic, something extraordinary. He'd go to Hollywood, become rich and famous, win ten Oscars. He'd have anything he wanted, whenever he wanted. People would scream and cheer whenever they saw him. No more "John Smith, the loser"! People would be on their knees, begging for him to acknowledge them.

His dream of making it to Hollywood was ruthlessly crushed when his teacher told him that very few actors made it to Hollywood and became successful. He was absolutely devastated for months after that, until his parents, trying to snap him out of his funk, took him to see a play. That's when he realised that he could still make it as a stage actor. Who needed an Oscar anyway? As he saw it, theatre would become popular again in a few years, and he intended to take advantage of that. He put all his efforts into doing everything he could to becoming a stage actor.

Years passed. He graduated high school, and went into university, majoring in drama. There, he finally managed to make one friend, a very large guy called Pip Roberts, who also aspired to become an actor. Neither of them had much talent, but while Pip did not have much of a brain either, John did have one thing going for him, and that was if he was determined enough, he could make people do what he wanted. As Pip was not very smart, it became rather easy for John to make him do things that he himself didn't want to do.

They were both fortunate and unfortunate to have a very soft teacher. Fortunate in that she kept encouraging them to try their best, but unfortunate in that she never criticized them, ever. Things they did that could be improved on were never told to them, so they assumed they had done it perfectly. Thus, by the time they graduated, both John and Pip held high assumptions of themselves and their acting talent, and thought they were bound to get hired immediately.

They were quickly and suddenly brought out of this high by real life. Both auditioned for multiple plays, but someone else was picked each and every time. Both in desperate need of money, they took low paying jobs at restaurants, working late into the night. When they did have spare time, they tried various improv and stand up comedy shows. If the people were nice, they were simply lightly applauded. If the crowd was not nice, they were booed off stage.

Things took a turn for the worst for John when his parents kicked him out of their basement. According to them, he should learn to live on his own. He immediately moved in with Pip, who had scraped enough money together to buy a very small and rundown apartment. The two miserably grumbled together over their lack of success in the acting business, and fantasized about what they would do when they became famous.

It was purely by accident when they first discovered Team Starkid. Living in Chicago, John was reading a newspaper when he came across an article talking about a group of actors calling themselves "Team Starkid", who had made it big while still in university. They had already made three very popular musicals and one web series, and had a very wide and devoted fanbase. Both Pip and John were rankled at this. How come these kids could become famous while still in university, and with a parody musical to boot? Deciding to investigate, they went onto the group's YouTube channel to see what all the fuss was about. When John saw the amount of talent there, he saw red.

This stupid kids had put on some stupid play about that stupid book series, and gotten famous off it, while he, a real actor (or so he thought), was slumming it out! This was absurd! Why would anyone like those stupid musicals anyway? Only nerds liked that Harry Potter thing, and the one with the dicks was just plain weird. The songs weren't even that good! These kids didn't deserve to be famous! It should be him! Him, who had worked so hard!

At this point, John's mental state was not very stable. Having been rejected so many times was taking its toll, and he needed someone to blame. That someone, or someones, was Starkid. In his mind, they were responsible for him failing as an actor. He should have been the one who was famous, the one with the devoted fans, not this stupid little theatre troupe! What did they know about acting? They were just kids, some of them still in university! It ought to be him out there, shining in the spotlight. And so the seeds of jealously and resentment grew.

He wanted revenge. Revenge, for taking what was rightfully his. What he wanted most was to personally kill each and every last one of them, but he knew that was not feasible. They outnumbered him, even with Pip, who was such a softie that he wouldn't be much use anyway. So he had to settle for the next best thing.

He would destroy them.

But that turned out to be rather harder than he thought it would be. Every time he tried to say something unpleasant about the Starkids, the entire fandom would immediately shoot it down and start hating him. Their fanbase was too wide, too devoted. There was no way he could ruin their reputation. So, he had to start plotting again.

The idea was inadvertently given to him by Pip, who mentioned how he had once visited a beekeeper, and seen a new hive being settled in. The queen had been taken, and all the other bees had been lost without her, until they saw her again in the new hive. This gave John an idea. If he took out one of the most influential people in Starkid, the rest of the group would flounder. Their spirit would be gone, broken. But he couldn't do it alone.

Getting Pip on his side was ridiculously easy. Pip, although he liked their musicals, was jealous of them as well. John cultivated that jealousness, planting ideas that everything bad that had happened to him was Starkid's fault. After that, Pip was his.

The first matter of business in their plan was to choose the one to kill. At first, John had suggested the short girl called Lauren Lopez, who was very popular with the fans.

"No way." Pip had said "I'm not hurting a girl. My ma always told me never to hurt a girl."

He was adamant on that, and since John needed him for the plan, there wasn't much he could do.

"How about that Darren Criss guy?" Pip asked.

"You idiot!" John snapped "He's on that TV show, Glee, and he's already popular with the audience! We kill him, the whole world's gonna be in an uproar! We'll be caught for sure! He's too famous."

"What about that dude, Jim Povolo?" Pip suggested resentfully. Being only slightly shorter than Povolo, he was a bit ticked off that someone so similar in size to him was so popular, when he wasn't. John didn't really understand Pip's mind sometimes, but if it worked, why not?

"He's not as influential." John said dismissively.

"That Walker guy?"

"That's an option." John said slowly "He is helping to write their next production, I think. Write that down. That's one of the options."

"Well, how about the other writer guys?" Pip asked "Like, I thought they had the same writers for all their shows."

"That's right." John narrowed his eyes "They also started the company. I think you're on to something here."

Pip beamed.

"We could go for the director." John mused "I think his name is Matt something. But their stupid fans don't really know too much about him. He's not the public figure type, and we need someone whom everyone knows and loves."

"Uh, why?" Pip asked "I thought we're trying to avoid publicity."

"Yes, but we want to crush their fans as well." John said "They're the biggest offenders. Without them, Starkid wouldn't have made it."

"Public figure?" Pip frowned "Why not that Holden dude then? Isn't he in almost all their announcement videos and stuff?"

"Yes, yes he is." John said, stroking the rough stubble that was growing on his chin "He's also one of the writers and founders, and he's played popular characters in two of their shows. Yes, he would definitely do. I think we'll go with him."

The second thing to do was to come up with a plan on how they would go about doing the deed. Pip was in favour of a drive by shooting, but John vetoed that.

"There's no guarantee we'll hit him." John said "And we might hit other people too, and then we'll be in deep trouble."

Poisoning was brought up, but both agreed there was no guarantee he would be the one to eat the food. Besides, poisoning required a poison, which could be easily traced. Idea after idea was discarded, until Pip again came up with a good idea.

"Why don't we just abduct him?" he said "Then we don't have to worry about doing it right away. We can come up with a good way to kill him, and then do it."

"I like the way you think." John said, surprised that Pip, of all people, had come up with two great ideas "But where are we going to put him? People are going to notice if we bring him here."

"Well, there's an old warehouse my family owns near the lake." Pip said "No one goes there anymore, but it's still in good shape."

"Good, that's good." John said "And we can dispose of the body easily too. Just weigh it down and drop it in the lake."

As they finalised their plan, John felt a rush of exhilarating pleasure. He would have his revenge, and he would enjoy it.