Tommy sat silently in his bedroom as his parents argued in the living room. He sighed as he pulled his iPod off of his nightstand and placed the ear duds in his ears. Searching through the songs, he found his favorite: Through the Fire and Flames, a song preformed by DragonForce. He pressed lightly on the play button, and found himself lost within his own world, away from the prison that he called home.

"Could this world just be a figment of my imagination? Or could all of this be real?" Tommy asked himself as a new vision appeared before him.

He stared blankly at the surrounding flames that seemed to engulf everything around him. He heard the screams of the dying people that could make your blood run cold and send shivers down your spine. In this alternate universe is where he felt at peace with himself, drowning out the real world and replacing it with this. A sudden knock on the door brought his mind back to the real world.

"Come in." He heard himself say before he could stop. He watched the door as his grandfather stepped inside.

"How are ya sprout?" He asked in his soothing voice that could make most people happy.

"Grandpa, could you stop calling me by my baby nickname for a little while?" He asked as Lou sat on the corner of the bed. "Just for a little while." Tommy repeated. Lou looked up at him and nodded his head. "Thanks grandpa." Tommy said as he placed his iPod back on his nightstand. "I've got something for you." Lou said as he reached into his pocket, pulling out six concert tickets.

"Wow grandpa, you really outdid yourself." Tommy said as he grabbed the tickets out of Lou's hands. "But why do I need six?"

"I thought that you could bring your friends and Dil along with you, and so did Lulu." Tommy looked at the group of tickets in his hands and sighed. He fumbled in the pocket of his red and black tripp jeans and pulled out his cell phone.

"Grandpa, could I have a few minutes?" Tommy asked as he looked to his grandfather's old, tired expression.

Lou stood and walked out of Tommy's room. As his grandfathers footsteps grew quiet and dispersing, Tommy stood from his bead and walked to the window, opened it, and jumped out and onto the roof and continuing to make his way down to the ground below his window. 'I'll ask Kimi first; after all we are high school sweethearts.' Tommy thought as he walked down the street. Chas and Kira had filed for divorce when they all started their freshman year at Freedom High, now all of them were juniors. The only thing in the world that kept them partially together was Chuckie and Kimi. Kimi's house appeared off in the distance, about 40 more feet. Tommy was surprised to see that Kimi was outside crying, but it probably had something to do with the fact that she didn't get to see Chuckie as much as she liked to. He slowed his pace down to a walk as he approached Kimi, who saw him and ran into his arms. Tommy wrapped his arms around her and placed his left hand on the back of her head. It was something that happened a lot over the years after the divorce finalized, so he wasn't too shocked by it.

"Tommy, have you heard from Chuckie at all?" Kimi asked as she slowly stopped crying.

"Yea, he said that he really misses you, and that he can't wait to see you at school after break." He replied, looking into the eyes of his beloved.

Kimi smiled and kissed him on the lips. He kissed her back gently and nibbled on her bottom lip, making her laugh with surprise. Tommy slipped her one of the tickets and smiled at her expression.

"Is this a Dragon Force concert ticket?" She asked as her wrapped an arm over her shoulder.

"Why, yes it is. And I would love for you to accompany me to the concert." He said as though he was a real gentleman.

"Why yes I will accompany you to the concert." Kimi replied as a lady.

Tommy kissed her and said that he would pick her up for the concert. He walked away and handed three of the remaining tickets to Phil, Lil, and Chuckie. He walked back to his house and through the front door. He knew that his mom was probably wondering where he was, which made him smirk evilly to himself. Tommy closed the door silently as he walked into the house, smirking as he walked up the stairs and to Dil's room. He listened silently as he heard his mom, Didi, talking with his younger brother about God only knows what. Tommy opened the door and saw his mom sitting on the corner of Dil's bed. Dil was sitting up near his pillows as he looked at Tommy. His mom turned her head and looked at him, sighing in relief as Tommy walked towards the bed. Tommy looked down at Dil and handed him the ticket for the concert, leaving the last of the six in his own room. Dil smiled as he grabbed the ticket; this was the second concert that he was going to in his entire life (The first being an Emica concert). Tommy then left the room and went back into his, closing and locking the door behind him. He grabbed his iPod again and continued to listen to Through the Fire and Flames. He had just begun the first half of the song before his grandfather walked into his room.

The bedroom turned black again, this time the fire was greater and continued to grow faster than the last fire. More people were screaming and dying, while others were already dead.

On a cold winter morning, in the time before the light

In flames of death's eternal reign we ride towards the fight.

And the darkness is falling down and the times are tough all right,

The sound of evil laughter falls around the world tonight.

Fighting high, fighting on for the steel through the wastelands evermore

The scattered souls will feel the hell that is wasted on the shores.

Tommy listened to the lyrics and looked at the scene before him; it was exactly as the song explained it. He continued to listen, waiting for the next scene to reveal it's self.

On the blackest waves in history, we watch them as they go

Through fire, pain and once again we know

So now we fly ever free, we're free before the thunderstorm

On towards the wilderness our quest carries on

Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight

Deep inside our thoughts and all our souls

Tommy saw it; he saw the waves of the blackest sea and the flames of hell. He watched as countless spirits flew past him towards a mighty thunderstorm, swirling around massive bolts of lightning and flying towards the moon's favorable glow. He just stared at the scene before him, awestruck. He had only dreamed of seeing something like this, but it would never come true.

So far away we wait for the day, for the lights are so wasted and gone

We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days

Through the fire and the flames we carry on!

Now he truly believed it. That all of this was real, not just his imagination. The scenes that lay before him were incredibly real; he could feel the intense heat of the fire, and the bitter coldness of the ocean. He could hear the deafening sounds of the thunder that cracked in the background, and see the magnificent glow of the lighting that flashed before him.

As the red day is dawning and the lightning cracks the sky

They'll raise their hands to the heavens above once we send them to their lies

Running back through the mid-morning light, there's a burning in my heart

We're banished from the time in the fallen land to a light beyond the stars

In the blackest dream we do believe our destiny this time, and endlessly we'll all be free tonight

And on the wings of a dream so far beyond reality all alone in desperation now the time is gone

Lost inside you'll never find lost within my own mind day after day this misery must go on

Tommy now saw a gleaming red sky, which looked exactly like blood was spilled over it, with lightning flashing across it all over the place. He could see people running across a vast field, and he could feel the vast beating of their hearts as they all raced across this field. Then everything became black, and he found himself lost in space. But he soon found himself flying through the sky, as free as a bird.

So far away we wait for the day, for the lights are so wasted and gone

We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days

Through the fire and the flames we carry on!

Then almost as instantly as they had left the previous time, the white-hot flames of hell had come back a second time.

Now here we stand with their blood on our hands

We've fought so hard now can we understand

I'll break this seal off this curse if I possibly can

For freedom of every man

Tommy felt something warm and wet on his hands, but it wasn't warm water; it was freshly spilled blood. He looked down at all of the people that were holding weapons, looking towards a vast light, and saw that they were standing on a cursed seal that was implemented into the ground and on their foreheads. Then every one of those brave warriors let out a fearsome war cry and charged towards the mysterious light.

So far away we wait for the day, for the lights are so wasted and gone

We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days

Through the fire and the flames we carry on!