'Konbanwa, We're blast!'
The voice that talked into the microphone wasn't my own. Ever since they showed up, it was never my voice the fans were screaming for. It was never me they wanted. It was always that fake. That wanna-be Nana. The copier. They always screamed for the one who wanted to take over my life. It was working.
"Nana! Why aren't we doing anything! This is the perfect time to show her for the fraud she is!" Nobu kept yelling and cursing in my ear.
"Shut up, Nobu!" I hit him hard over the head, turning back and watching the girl who looked, who sounded, exactly like me. "How the hell do you expect us to convince the whole audience we're the real one's, and not them?! Huh? We have no proof!"
"Wasn't Yasu supposed to get us proof?"
"Yeah, but those sneaky little bastards cover up their trail real good! We don't know their names, their ages, or where their from! Hell, if we knew any of that, we'd be able to take them down easy! Ah, man this pisses me off! C'mon guys, we're leaving!" I turned on my heels, stomping out of the bar they were playing in. "Dammit all! Now how the hell are we supposed to become big?!"
"Nana, calm down. We'll figure something out," Ren cooed, pulling me into a hug, trying to calm me. He always was able to calm me down. My tense shoulders relaxed, my eyes closed, and my arms found themselves wrapped snugly around Ren's neck.
Ren gently pulled me away, looking straight in my eyes. "Our die hard fans will most likely know that's not you up there...Somehow..."
"Aw, Ren, who are you kidding? That girl looks exactly like Nana! She sounds like Nana, she moves like Nana. She is Nana."
"We get it already, Nobu! Shut your trap!" I hissed, my head turning and my eyes glaring into his. "Ughhhhhh!" I put my hands on my head, my eyes closing tight. This was a nightmare!
Ren bent down to my level, his head right in front of mine. "Nana, it's alright. It's alright. Everything will work out, don't worry. We'll get them," forcing my chin up with his right hand, my hands fell to my sides, and my eyes stared into his. He was right. Everything would work out, eventually. I would see to that.
"They will be brought down," I said, my whole band watching me. Yasu having a cigarette lit, pulling it away from his mouth and breathing out smoke. Nobu with that stupid grin, maybe actually using his brain and thinking of a plan. Shin smiling sweetly, as if telling me he would help in any way, shape, and form he could. Ren, staring into my eyes, telling me we will succeed.
We will succeed. We will bring them down. We will reclaim our title.
Whoever these posers were, we're the one's who are gonna win.
