A/N
Sorry. I forgot about the disclaimer last chapter. Ahem!
I don't own the Avengers (they belong to Marvel) or the Bionicle (they belong to LEGO). I only own my OC's and the plot.
This disclaimer is for the entire story, because I don't want to type it again and again.
I also don't own 'Take a Hint', 'Geronimo', 'The Story of Us' or 'aLIEz'. They belong to their separate owners.
I don't own Ohio as well. Excuse me for any errors since I don't live there, so I don't know all the cities.
Matara High is my creation, and so are all the bands. If I have copied something, then I didn't do it on purpose. I am sorry if I did so.
Now, on with the show!
"You guys ready?" Six nods answered her question.
Emma smiled. They were ready.
The auditorium was filled with chatter. Steve looked around. There were students from both this school as well as other schools. Looking beside him, the Avenger looked at three of his four companions. The fourth was off chasing a 'female lead', while he and the other three, Natasha, Clint and Bruce were following this lead. As strange as it was.
A hush fell as the lights dimmed. A woman walked on to the stage wearing a short lilac coloured dress. She walked up to the microphone that stood in the middle of the stage.
"Hello everyone! Welcome to this years Battle of the Bands!" The woman announced, " I am proud to announce that this year we have four bands participating. First up… The Blitzers!"
Five girls walked onto the stage, three carried guitars, one over to the piano, and the fifth over to the drum kit.
The lead girl nodded to the others, and they began.
"Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like?
I can always see 'em coming from the left and from the right.
I don't want to be a priss, I just try to be polite
But it always seems to bite me in the'…
Ask me for my number, yeah you put me on the spot
You think that we should hook-up, but I think that we should not
You had me at hello, then you opened up your mouth
And that is when it started going south
Oh!
Get your hands off my hips, 'fore I'll punch you in the lips
Stop your staring at my' hey!
Take a hint, take a hint
No you can't buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think
I think you could use a mint
Take a hint, take a hint
La, la, la'.
T-take a hint, take a hint
La, la, la'.
I guess you still don't get it, so let's take it from the top
You asked me what my sign is, and I told you it was stop
And if I only had a dime for every name that you just dropped
You'd be here and I'd be on a yacht
Oh!
Get your hands off my hips, or I'll punch you in the lips
Stop your staring at my' hey!
Take a hint, take a hint
No you can't buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think
I think you could use a mint
Take a hint, take a hint
La, la, la'.
T-take a hint, take a hint
La, la, la'.
What about 'no' don't you get
So go and tell your friends
I'm not really interested
It's about time that you're leavin'
I'm gonna count to three and
Open my eyes and
You'll be gone
(One.)
Get your hands off my'
(Two.)
Or I'll punch you in the'
(Three.)
Stop your staring at my'
Hey!
Take a hint, take a hint
I am not your missing link
Let me tell you what I think
I think you could use a mint
Take a hint, take a hint!"
The crowd cheered as the girls bowed, and exited the stage. Natasha was impressed. These girls knew how to sing!
The woman in the purple dress walked back on to the stage.
"Give a hand to The Blitzers!" The woman smiled as a cheer rose from the audience. "Judges?"
Three people who sat at a table to the right of the stage each raised up a piece of cardboard. 8.5, 7, and an 8 were the scores.
The woman smiled, "Next up to the stage… The Boarder Siblings!"
Three boys and a girl walked onto the stage. One of the boys headed for the microphone, while the second headed for the drums, the third boy brought out a second microphone, and set it up for the girl, who also carried a guitar. He then carried in his own guitar.
"Ready guys?" The lead male asked.
"Ready." Was the unanimous reply.
The boy nodded as the boy at the drums started the tune.
"Can you feel it?
Now it's coming back we can steal it
If we bridge this gap,
I can see you
Through the curtains of the waterfall
When I lost it,
Yeah you held my hand,
But I tossed it,
Didn't understand,
You were waiting,
As I dove into the waterfall
So say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Can you feel my love?
Bombs away,
Bombs away,
Bombs away
Can you feel (my love, my love, my love, my love) my love?
Bombs away,
Bombs away,
Bombs away,
Say Geronimo!
Well we rushed it,
Moving away too fast
That we crushed it,
But it's in the past
We can make this leap,
Through the curtains of the waterfall
So say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo! (Geronimo)
Can you feel (my love, my love, my love, my love) my love?
Bombs away,
Bombs away,
Bombs away,
Can you feel (my love, my love, my love, my love) my love?
Bombs away,
Bombs away,
Bombs away
Well I'm just a boy,
With a broken toy,
All lost and coy,
(At the curtains of the waterfall)
So it's here I stand,
As a broken man,
But I've found my friend,
(At the curtains of the waterfall)
Now I'm falling down,
Through the crashing sound
And you've come around,
(At the curtains of the waterfall)
And you rushed to me,
And it sets us free
So I fall to my knees,
(At the curtains of the waterfall)
So say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
(Can you feel)
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
Say Geronimo!
(My love)
Bombs away,
Bombs away,
Bombs away (Say Geronimo!)
(Can you feel)
Make this leap
Make this leap
Make this leap
Make this leap
(Can you feel my love?)"
An even louder cheer rose from the crowd this time. The Boarder Siblings smiled, bowed, and left the stage. Clint was blown away with this one. Man, that band was awesome!
"Judges?" The woman asked after she came back onto the stage.
A 9, 8.5, and another 9 was the score.
"Amazing! Next up," she paused, "The CowGurls!"
Four girls stepped onto the stage. Two carried guitars, one headed to the drums, the fourth the piano. Each had a microphone with them.
The girls nodded to each other, and the song began.
"I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us
How we met and the sparks flew instantly
People would say, "they're the lucky ones"
I used to know my place was a spot next to you
Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat
'Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on
Oh, a simple complication
Miscommunications lead to fall out
So many things that I wish you knew
So many walls up I can't break through
Now I'm standing alone In a crowded room
And we're not speaking and I'm dying to know
Is it killing you like it's killing me yeah
I don't know what to say since the twist of fate
When it all broke down and the story of us
Looks a lot like a tragedy now
Next chapter
How'd we end up this way?
See me nervously pulling at my clothes
And trying to look busy
And you're doing your best to avoid me
I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us
How I was losing my mind when I saw you here
But you held your pride like you should have held me
Oh, I'm scared to see the ending
Why are we pretending this is nothing?
I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how
I've never heard silence quite this loud
Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room
And we're not speaking and I'm dying to know
Is it killing you like it's killing me yeah
I don't know what to say since the twist of fate
When it all broke down and the story of us
Looks a lot like a tragedy now
This is looking like a contest
Of who can act like they care less
But I liked it better when you were on my side
The battle's in your hands now
But I would lay my armor down
If you'd say you'd rather love than fight
So many things that you wish I knew
But the story of us might be ending soon
Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room
And we're not speaking and I'm dying to know
Is it killing you like it's killing me yeah
I don't know what to say since the twist of fate
When it all broke down and the story of us
Looks a lot like a tragedy now now
Noooow!
And we're not speaking and I'm dying to know
Is it killing you like it's killingme yeah
I don't know what to say since the twist of fate
When it all broke downand the story of us
Looks a lot like a tragedy now
The end."
A roar rose from the crowd. Bruce whistled. Impressive. The CowGurls bowed, and exited the stage.
"What do the judges have to say about this impressive show?" The woman asked.
A 10, 9.5, and a 9 were her answer.
The woman chuckled. "And now, our final contestants… Matara High's very own… The Elementals!"
A roar rose from the crowd as seven teens walked onto the stage. Steves eyes practically popped out of his head. The group consisted of five girls and two boys! Exactly the same number as the Toa Terra! A glance to the side told Steve that the others had come to the same conclusion.
Emma smiled as their group walked onto the stage. She took up place with the microphone, while Emily headed straight to the drum kit. Rebecca brought out her electric piano, while Alana and Hannah took up place on either side and just behind her with their guitars. Hank brought out a second drum kit, and Jack took place at the acoustic piano.
Taking a look back, Emma waited until everyone was ready. When she got confirming nods, Emma nodded back.
Time to start the show.
"I will rise in resistance
Sing the oath of rebellion
And cease-fire on this high wire
Head to toe in vanity
When those eyes in the mirror stare back at me
I'm reminded that the ghost of pride is clear to see
Wipe away the weakness
Will you let those scars define you?
Or will they adorn you as we carve our way to victory?
Doubt is crying out but I refuse to let it drown me
Wearing down my fight till nothing's left
I SAY CRIER!
I SAY LIAR!
I SAY RISE IN HELL!
I stand gazing down at death as they say...
WAR!
I'LL WAGE WAR!
I HATE WAR!
They say fight for peace... but what is that?
Raise a shield to the bullets
Hold my ground, all I got now
But I'm defensless, all but helpless if it gives beneath my feet
I turn from the mirror - that desperate plea
I refuse and can't believe those eyes belong to me
Come on, one more breath
My ravaged voice betrays me mid-shout
Will you never hear those final words I failed to choke out?
I tried to survive by putting all my faith in instinct
But now I regret - what have I done?
I SAY CRIER!
I SAY LIAR!
I SAY RISE IN HELL!
I am just about to BURST as they say...
WAR!
I'LL WAGE WAR
I HATE WAR!
There's no end to this... can't you see that?
(Music Break)
A cowardly facade weaves into my voice
As I call for war, blinded by this far-fetched noble cause
Although I had a choice, I believed the lies
But it's all a dream, ending when I open up my eyes!
Come on, one more breath
My ravaged voice betrays me mid-shout
Will you never hear those final words I failed to choke out?
Tried to survive by putting all my faith in instinct
But now I regret - What have I done?
I SAY CRIER!
I SAY LIAR!
I SAY RISE IN HELL!
I stand gazing down at death as they say...
WAR!
I'LL WAGE WAR!
I HATE WAR!
They say fight for peace...
Does it exist?
My hand, can you reach it?
My cry, can you hear it?
Can you, can you tell me, if this "dream" was worth it?
My hand, can you reach it?
My cry, can you hear it?
Can you, can you help me?
Wake me from this nightmare?
Oooh
Ooh
Oooooh!
Oooh oooh whooooaah
Ooh!"
Steve nearly went deaf from the loud roar of the crowd. It was a standing ovation. Hearing a whistle to his left, the first Avenger blinked as Clint did it again.
Honestly though, they were all impressed.
Emma smiled as she and her group moved off the stage. As they entered the wings backstage, a loud cheer and clapping assaulted them. The group laughed as the other groups applauded them.
"All right everyone, calm down!" Emma turned as principal Melody walked back onto the stage. "Judges, what is your verdict?"
A tense silence filled the air as everyone waited for the judges scores. The first judge coughed, and raised his board.
10…
The tension increased as the second judge raised her board.
10…
Everyone held their breath as the third and final judge slowly raised his board.
…
…
…
… 10!
A perfect score!
Emma couldn't believe it! With a loud "Whooho!", The Elementals raced out onto the stage.
Principal Melody smiled as the band raced onto the stage. Emma skidded to a stop just to the right of Melody. There was a startled yelp, and Alana and Hannah crashed into the girl's back. Emma yelled as she teetered forwards, the twins clinging to her back as they tried to balance.
"Look out!" Crash!
Roaring laughter filled the auditorium as the band ended up in a heap. Emma poked her head out from under her six friends, enticing more laughter from the crowd. She immediately detangled herself from the pile, and set to work on freeing and untangling her friends.
The laughter had died down by the time they were all standing again. Principal Melody laughed as the group dusted each other off. Emma blinked when she patted her head. Where's her hat?
She looked around, and snorted when she found it. It was sitting on Hank's head, and the teen didn't even know about it!
"Hank," Emma laughed, "I believe that you have something of mine."
Hank blinked as she pointed at his head. "I don't…" He trailed off as he patted his head. "Oh…"
The crowd laughed as Hank pulled the cap off his head, and handed it back to Emma. The girl dusted it off, before placing it back on. "Perfect."
"If you're done…?" The principal laughed as the group turned back to her.
"Sorry principal Melody." The group said in unison. That caused the audience to laugh again.
With another laugh, Melody proudly held up a golden trophy shaped like a treble clef. Engraved on the plague were the words 'Battle of the Bands Champions'. Emma took the trophy, and together, the best friends held up the trophy.
"Victory!" They shouted.
It was without a doubt in the four Avengers minds. They found their targets.
Now came the hard part.
A/N
Oh no! What now?!
Next chapter- The Story of the Seven Heroes
