Hi people! Here's my shot at a Big Three Band story! There's going to be a lot of songs in it, so I recomend listening to them before or after reading this. Enjoy and review! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, or the songs.
Warning: Characters may be OOC
No demigods!
One (Thalia):
"I don't care what you say!" I shout. Everyone turns around to stare at me. It's not an everyday thing to see a famous rock star yells at her equally as famous father.
"Thalia," my father says through his teeth. "It's too hard for you."
"Don't tell me it's too hard for me! You were never even there to begin with!" I snap. "This is my dream, dad! I've waited my whole life for this day and I refuse to let sixteen years of practicing for this very day become a waste of time!"
"I was with you during your childhood," he tries to convince me.
"No!" I stomp my foot on the ground in attempt to stop tears from falling from my eyes. "You were never with me! You left me to take care of my younger brother and my crazy mother. You didn't even show up to her funeral. You just ran off with your new 'perfect' wife Hera!"
"That has nothing to do with anything," he states, emotionless, as always. "You're not singing, and that's final. What part of that do you not understand?"
"The part why I'm not allowed to sing!" I declare as I cross my arms. "Percy and Nico are allowed to sing."
"Percy and Nico have different fathers, so they follow different rules. Plus, a female singer won't be good for your band's image." He explains.
"I don't care what's good for our image!" I throw my hands up in the air. "And either should you! You're not a part of The Sirens! You don't have a say in what we do!"
"I do have a say in what you do," he smiles sadly. "I own you three. On that day of your sixteenth birthday, when you were signed to my record deal, you officially sold your band over to your cousins fathers, Hades, Poseidon, and myself. Therefore, we have complete control of what you three do."
"But…" I start.
"But nothing," he cuts me off. "Thalia, you aren't singing tonight, or ever. Case closed. Goodbye." He walks away, leaving me with a whole bunch of blank stares from the people who work from me.
"What are you guys looking at?" I demand. "We've got a show in twenty minutes!" They all turn back to their tasks and I walk to my dressing room that I share with my cousins.
"What was that about?" Percy asks me as I step into the door.
"Yeah, we heard screaming." Nico adds.
"It's about tonight," I sigh as I sit down on the couch next to them. "My dad still won't let me sing."
"Why not?" Nico questions me.
"He says it's 'too hard' and other stuff like that," I tell them.
"He thinks singing is hard ?" Percy looks puzzled.
"Percy," Nico starts. "You're forgetting we're talking about Uncle Zeus. He loves theater, but is terrible at singing and acting himself."
"Oh yeah," he smirks.
"So, what should I do?" I put the topic back on me. Usually, I'm not attention seeking. But this is different. I mean, I've dreamt about this day since the day I was born, and I won't let it slip away from me.
"Sing anyway," Nico tells me. "Once you start, the audience will love it. So, he won't make you stop."
"Good point," I think about it. "But… Should I wait until tomorrow? I mean, this is our first concert in our first tour. We've never done this before."
"No, Thalia." Percy puts his hand on my shoulder. "You've been waiting to sing in front of an audience your whole life. You're doing it tonight, and your opening the show with your new song that your about to write."
I check the digital clock under the television. "But I've only got fifteen minutes!"
"Then you better get writing," Nico suggests.
I roll my eyes. "No duh."
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"One minute!" some guy in a headset shouts as Percy, Nico and I get into position. I do a last minute check on my bass to see if it is tuned. The electric blue coloring shines so that it matches my eyes. It's my favorite bass because of that.
Percy readjusts his guitar and Nico picks out his drum sticks. "THRITY SECONDS!" that say guy shouts.
"You ready, Thalia?" Percy asks me.
I smile nervously. "I hope so."
"You better be," Nico smirks. "There's half a million people out there."
"That's reassuring," I say sarcastically as I put in the ear plugs that were just handed to me.
"Turn on the lights and raise them up!" someone commands. I can only faintly hear them, though.
Slowly, the floor lifts up from the ground. As we get higher and higher, I become more aware of the amount of people cheering for us and the brightness of the lights that blind me. (A/N: It's one of those stages in which backstage is under it so it raises them up onto the stage).
Once we make it, I smile at the large audience. Percy and I walk up to our microphones and Nico walks to his drum set. "HELLO NEW YORK CITY!" Percy shouts into his microphone.
"I'm Thalia and that is Percy and that is Nico, and we're the Sirens!" I also shout as I motion towards myself in my cousins.
"Thanks so much for being here and enjoy the show!" Percy turns to look at me.
I take his cue and introduce the song. "This first song is called Wasting Away and it goes like this!" I say before being to play my bass and sing:
And so the sky becomes a dream
I never dreamt because I'm just too busy
Waiting for nothing and wasting away
Don't tell me it's too hard
You were never there from the start
I'm not about to give this up
Giving up was never enough
And so the sky becomes a dream
I never dreamt because I'm just too busy
Waiting for nothing and wasting away
And so the sky it watched my dreams
Fall to pieces right in front of me
Cause I'm just too busy
Waiting for nothing and wasting away
And I'd never wish for anything more
Than to find what I've been looking for
And I swore to myself I wouldn't lie to myself
How could I let this happen?
So I pull myself aside to take the time
To tell myself it's alright
Cause you weren't there to dry my eyes
And so the sky becomes a dream
I never dreamt because I'm just too busy
Waiting for nothing and wasting away
And so the sky it watched my dreams
Fall to pieces right in front of me
Cause I'm just too busy
Waiting for nothing and wasting away
Wasting, wasting away,
Wasting, wasting away.
And so the sky becomes a dream
I never dreamt because I'm just too busy
Waiting for nothing and wasting away
And so the sky becomes a dream
I never dreamt because I'm just too busy
Waiting for nothing and wasting away
And so the sky it watched my dreams
Fall to pieces right in front of me
Cause I'm just too busy
Waiting for nothing and wasting away
Wasting, wasting away.
Cheers roar through my ears, despite the ear plugs that are supposed to block out the sound. I grin widely before turning to my side. To the side of the stage, there my father was, watching me with eyes matching mine, but filled with anger and hatred.