Hello peoples! Yes it's me again. It's just Cory =D Alright, down to buisness. Yes this has been posted before. I half wanted to delete it, and I half didn't. Can you guess which won out? I wanted to delete it because it wasn't proofread AT ALL. I DIDN'T want to delete it because it had the most reviews out of any of my stories. X3 But here it is again. Edited this time. =]
So hope you people enjoy it this time.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any songs by Slipknot. (And for later chapters because i may forget =P) I DO NOT own any other songs used in this feature. I wished i did though. I also DO NOT own deathnote. If i did i guarantee Beyond would be included in most chapters/episodes and Matt and Mello would've lived and had wonderful smex all night long ^.^ But i don't so it won't happen.
Okay i'll stop buggin ya! Enjoy!
Also: (sorry XD) Just so you know, i actually listened to the song and wrote the lyrics myself. Damn laptop loves being an ass to me XD
He left me. I can't believe he would just...leave me...why? Why did he have to leave? He said forever. How could he do this? We not supposed to separate damnit! We were supposed to move out of Wammy's together and rent an apartment till we had enough to buy a house. Once we were all settled in the house and everything is going well, I was supposed to propose to him and we were supposed to be married and be happy. Then maybe adopt a kid or two if he wanted!
He left though. So now my life is going to be hell.
...
I'm leaving this hell-hole. It's filled with nothing but terrible memories. No. No they were not terrible. At least they weren't supposed to be. So I'm leaving.
I took a few thousand. It should last me a while. I'll do hacking jobs and dare I say it, maybe even sing or something. Only He has ever heard me sing. He said I was pretty good. I'm sure he wasn't lying.
Maybe I'll try out for a band or two. Yeah, that sounds really good. Maybe if we become famous, he'll see that I didn't need him. You know what, that's exactly what I'll do.
He's not holding me back anymore.
I take off down the street, nothing but a beaten old Aerosmith backpack filled with valuables and the clothes on my back. I don't take even a second to look back at my childhood home. It's nothing to me anymore. For now, I'm going to be a tumble weed. Not useful, just in the way. That's all I'll be for right now, but these people better remember my face. At least they'll be able to say they've bumped shoulders with someone like me.
Oh, well how convenient. A cheap apartment. That'll do. $200 bucks a month is pretty good for this dump. I can deal. I'll show him. I'll go from this to a giant mansion. Yeah, I'll show him good.
...
I walk swiftly down to the makeup and dressing room. It's been 4 years now. I ended up making a band myself called Slipshot. I go by the name Chaqzi Taylor. I'm fairly famous, and all I have to do is sing. Fun stuff.
I finish tailoring the rips of my jeans and head out to the Lounge. As I walk in, I notice a band I've never seen before. They must've been the opening act. They look pretty groomed though, so they couldn't be new to this. I wondered for just a second which was the lead singer. I shook my head of the nonsense. Why would I wonder about something as miniscule as that?
May as well just ignore it.
A guy wearing all black with yellow lettering on his chest saying 'manager' motions us out.
We all go to our specified places. It's time for my favorite part.
Are you ready for some kickass hardcore music?
Fans roar with excitement as adrenaline pumps through their veins faster than light.
Yes? Alright then...RAMPAGE!
I jump from my perch on the hanging lights. It's one hell of a dangerous jump, but it's always worth it. The wind goes through me, and just for a second I feel like I'm flying. That is till I feel the impact of the wooden floor. My feet fell as though they were just frozen, because of the annoying numb sensation.
I've felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can't see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
I've felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can't see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
Goodbye
I wipe it off the tile, the light is bright this time
Everything is turning blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing up straight
This is not the way I picture me
I can't control my shakes, how the hell did I get here?
Something about this, so very wrong
I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn't like this
Is it a dream or a memory
I've felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can't see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
Get outta my head cause I don't need this
why didn't I see this
Well I'm a victim Mancugurian candidate
I have sinned by just makin up my mind
and taking your breath away
I've felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can't see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
I've felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can't see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
Goodbye
You haven't leaned a thing
I haven't changed a thing
The flesh was in my bones
The pain was always free
You haven't learned a thing
I haven't changed a thing
The flesh was in my bones
The pain was always free
I've felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can't see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
I've felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can't see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
And it waits for you...
Adrenaline drives through me, fans go crazy. Tonsof people, mainly guys, died their hair red or orange. It's kinda funny why the do that. They are really obsessed about us right now, but in a year or maybe less they'll be crazy about another band. It's really funny. But we haven't lost any fans yet. I see old and new faces. Believe it or not, I actually make friends with most of my fans. If I see a fan I know somewhere I'll say hi to them and maybe talk. They are ALWAYS baffled because I remember their names. What? I'm not Number 3 for no freaking reason!
Alright Fresno! How you all doing tonight!
Fans scream.
Sounds like you're having a kickass night! Am I right?
Even more screaming
Right. Alright Fresno, I have a new one for you! You'll be the first to hear it. Awesome right?
The fans go insane. I can smell the sweat and adrenaline flowing through the stadium.
Exactly. Alright lets see if you like this shit. It isn't no hardcore shit you're used to but I think you'll all like it. Alright here we go.
The lights dim to a fluorescent purple.
I notice the unknown band heading to the reserved seats. I see someone I haven't seen for years. My eyes widen and only one thing flashes through my mind. One single name. "Mello..."
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