Warnings:

dark fic, violence, angst, m/m sex, character dead, maybe non-con (but not as graphic as Hunted Down).

Prologue

Adam was sitting in front of a mirror in his dressing room, putting some eyeliner on. It was a good thing that he was able to do his makeup himself because today, his makeup artist and friend, Sutan, was sick. So he had decided to stay at the hotel to get some rest. Tonight, he was performing in front of about 700 people. It was not a big crowd, but Adam liked it that way. He had finished his international tour about a month ago, and this concert was going to be different. It was not going to be structured like the ones during the tour; it was going to be more a kind of jam session with his band. No dancers, no special effects, no structure; just a bunch of friends having fun doing music on stage. He knew that the members of his band, Monte at the guitar, Tommy the bass player, Isaac the drummer boy and Cam at the keyboard, loved that kind of show. So, a few weeks ago, when he had the demand to perform tonight, he was glad to accept.

Adam was finishing with his eyeliner when he noticed a blond figure walking toward him and smiling at his reflection in the mirror. That was another good part of this concert; his boyfriend, Sauli, was with him. They hadn't seen each other a lot in the past few months because the singer was travelling in different countries. Even if the blonde went to visit him a few times, they didn't have a lot of time together; Adam was so busy with the several concerts, interviews and photo shoots. But Sauli was really understanding; he never seemed to be bothered about Adam's busy life. He knew from the beginning of their relationship that the singer's public and busy life was part of the deal.

"Gosh, you look amazing!" the blond man observed, wrapping his arms around the taller man's chest from behind and kissing him on the cheek.

"If I look amazing, can you imagine how good you're looking?" Adam said, grabbing Sauli gently by an arm and pulling him in front of him.

"Yea…I know, I'm really gorgeous!" the blonde assured, sitting on his boyfriend's lap, his legs on each side of Adam's thighs. "And there is something else that I know…I love you so fucking much!" he added, kissing the singer passionately.

Adam, really pleased by his boyfriend's gesture, answered quickly by wrapping his arms around him and pulling him as close as possible. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue inside the blonde's mouth. He lowered his hands and firmly grabbed Sauli's ass, making the smaller man moan. The feeling of his boyfriend's warm body rubbing against his and the deep kissing aroused him almost instantaneously. It was always like that with his Finnish boy; the second Sauli was touching him or kissing him with a little too much enthusiasm, he was getting horny.

"Mmmm…I just want to fuck you right now, on that chair…" Adam murmured to the blonde's ear when they stopped their kissing to breathe. "You're driving me crazy…I can't control myself when I'm with you…" he added between two licks at Sauli's earlobe.

"Hum…I can feel it..." the smaller man said, rubbing their cocks together and moaning. "If we don't do something about it, the Glambulge is going to break out of your pants!"

They both giggled and returned to their kissing. Adam slid one of his hands in his boyfriend's pants, cupping one of his ass cheeks and rubbing his thumb around his entrance.

"Fuck…I want you so badly…" the singer whispered, between kisses.

"Mmmm…I want you too…"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" an angry voice yelled suddenly.

The two lovers abruptly stopped their mouth eating and turned toward the door to notice Neil, Adam's younger brother, standing in the doorframe, looking at them angrily, his hands on his hips. When Neil was not too busy, the singer hired him to help him during his tour and his other concerts. The younger man was happy to make some money and to travel with his older brother. But right now, he didn't seem to be happy at all.

"Damn it, ADAM! The show begins in less than 45 minutes," Neil began, sounding really pissed off. "Obviously, you're not ready yet, and I guess you didn't do your warm up either…Sauli, you can't stay around him right now or he won't be ready in time…"

"Just 5 more minutes…" Adam suggested, almost pleading.

"NO! Sauli, get out, NOW!" Neil said, pointing the door to the Finnish man.

Sauli stood up and gave a quick kiss to the singer. He walked out of the dressing room, keeping his head down like a kid who had been caught doing something wrong and grabbing at his still hard cock through his pants. He was sure he was going to be horny until the end of the show. Watching Adam strutting on stage, touching himself and sucking at his microphone wouldn't probably help his already fully engorged dick.

"Adam…you're unbelievable!" Neil said more calmly. "Why do I have to be the older brother to my older brother?"

"Because you always need to be so bossy!" Adam guessed, grinning.

"Smart ass…You should finish preparing yourself if you don't want to be TOO late and disappoint your fans," the younger man suggested, getting out of the room.

Getting back at his makeup, the singer was laughing; he thought the situation was really funny. And the fact that Neil was still uncomfortable when seeing him make out with a man and that it was pissing him off was the best part. But his brother was right; he really had to hurry up if he didn't want to be too late.

About 50 minutes later, Adam was ready. Yes, he was late, but only fashionably late. He was standing on the side of the stage taking care of the last details to be sure everything was perfect. He was wearing grey smoke and really tight jeans with a black shirt buttoned up by small silver skulls. It was a gift from one of his fans and when received it a few weeks ago he had fallen in love with it. He was also wearing black leather boots with only short heels –he had forgot his wedged ones back home, and he was just beginning to forgive himself about it- fingerless black leather gloves and a silver skull necklace. He did a smoked eye makeup and had given a messy look to his hair.

"Are you ready?" Monte asked after he had done with the sound guy.

"Yep! Did you hear the crowd?" Adam said, very excited while putting on one of his earphones. "I think it's going to be an amazing gig tonight!"

"Yea…I think so…I can feel it!"

They both nodded and Monte, with Tommy, Isaac and Cam walked on stage. The second they were visible by the crowd, the fans got crazy; they were screaming their lungs out. And Adam wasn't there yet. The band started to play to adjust their instruments one last time. After a few minutes, they began to play the notes of the first song. When Adam appeared on stage, the band couldn't believe that the fans could scream louder.

The singer and the guitarist were right; the atmosphere was amazing. The people in the audience were singing and dancing with the music; it was like a big party. Adam and his band were in heaven. They always liked performing on stage like this, but tonight was one of the best concerts they had ever done.

Around the middle of the performance, Adam was beginning the chorus of one of his song when a movement at the left side of the stage caught his attention. Two men he had never seen before where standing there, alone. Hiding from the public eyes, they were looking at him. The singer tried to stay focused on the song and looked at the other side of stage to see if someone else knew the strangers were there. But, because it was darker on this side, it took him a few seconds to be able to distinguish the forms of the people standing there. When his vision got better, he suddenly stopped singing, dropping his microphone on the floor.

Cam, Isaac, Monte and Tommy were wondering what was going on, so they stopped playing. The crowd were also very worried about the situation and wanted to know what was happening. They all could see the terror in their idol's eyes. But from where they were standing, they couldn't figure out what he was looking at.

Adam was still looking back stage and wasn't moving. Monte walked closer to him and grabbing gently his chin, he turned the singer's head toward him to have his attention.

"Adam…what's going on?" he asked, worried.

But before the singer had the time to say a word, Monte had taken a look back stage, too; now he understood why Adam seemed to be so perturbed. A man in a military uniform was standing behind Neil and had a gun pointing toward his left temple. The younger man was looking at his older brother with terrified eyes. The soldier said something to Neil and they both walked on stage, closer to Adam and Monte. The singer gave a quick glance behind him and noticed that the two other strangers were also coming closer.

When the man with the gun appeared on stage, the people in the audience started to panic. Everyone was screaming and began to try to get out of the theater. But they all stopped when they heard gun shots. Another man had arrived on stage and had shot in the air. Grabbing the microphone, he walked in the middle of the stage where Adam, Monte, Neil and the other guys were standing.

"If someone tries to get out of this theater, everyone's gonna die," he warned with an accent.

Adam and his friends looked at each other, afraid. It was really not looking good.

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