Allen walked behind the stage, hair and makeup already done so the only thing that was left was the outfit. Road happily pushed her into a dressing room, Tara stood beside the door looking absolutely giddy. After all Allen was finally making her debut, after a decade of hoping and wishing, Tara finally got to manage the whitette.
Inside Allen noticed how spacious the room was. It was about the size of the living room in Cross's mansion. At the moment Allen didn't feel any different from when she performed in front of her school, the crowd was about the same size anyway, but the stakes of messing up on this stage were much higher.
Allen breathed deeply, it was calming, soothing almost. Outside she was her usual calm but inside she was plenty worried. The past practices had proved that people were interested in her but if no one bought her music there would be no point.
Despite the nervousness she felt her mind drifting to thoughts of her parents and family. Cross and Anita were still out of the house for the summer, Kanda is dressed as her bodyguard so no one will recognize him. Neah she knows are in the audience, but is unsure about Tiedoll as he might still be away. Mahoja was back overseas, she wasn't even sure if she knew about the concert. Narain knew but he was busy with his studies. Lavi is probably out there like her uncle.
Then her parents. Her clown-like but loving father, Mana, and her beautiful but adoring mother, Rosalynne. Would they be proud of her, of what she had decided to do. The did love hearing her sing and playing the piano. Maybe she could write something in memory of them later. Right now she needed to focus.
Allen changed into a black wide strap crop top with black distressed shorts. A single black glove laid in the dresser next to black calf length socks. A blue leather jacket was put on and she laced up some heeled Timberlands. Her current wig had been curled but her left eye was still covered.
Her door was knocked on and Tara poked her head in. "Red are you ready?" She asked softly. "Yes I'm ready I'll be out in just a moment." Red smiled. They had agreed long ago that Allen would have to act a little differently so people would not become suspicious at school, as both she and Red had appeared around the same time.
"Okay everyone's looking forward to hearing you so do your best." Tara smiled and closed the door again. Allen looked back into the mirror and sighed, with her hair like this she looked more like her mother. Her hair and eyes matched perfectly and the curls added to it.
"It's now or never Allen." She murmured to herself and walked out the door. She stood behind the curtains and waited as Lulubell introduced her and to the audience. With a final intake of breath the music for Love is War started playing once again.
Suddenly the music changed into a rock tone, one that she recognized as Worst Carnival and once again changed to Jitter Doll and Shotgun Lovers.
Personally she liked both of them. They both reminded her of her parents and how they fell in love. If anyone asked her about it she would make something up because she didn't want people to think of her parents as 'rebellious' or spit on their legacy.
The music changed again and played Brightdown until it was time for the final song. This one Allen felt more of a connection to, especially when she was still getting over her parents death. In fact the song itself was basically about how she felt when she lost them.
I keep on fighting against God in such a dirty cruel place
My left arm has been blown off and my wings have been torn to space
I keep on fighting against God in such a dirty cruel place
My right arm is full of scars and I've devoted everything
Why am I here in this dark lonely world?
With no one to help me escape this horrid curse
Nothing is here to help my wings unfurl
The harder I try the more it becomes worse
A feeling is carved into the senses and is starting to go numb
The life that I live now is not my calling
All I see is the sky as I'm falling
I keep on fighting against God in such a dirty cruel place
My left arm has been blown off and my wings have been torn to space
I keep on fighting against God in such a dirty cruel place
My right arm is full of scars and I've devoted everything
Why am I fighting in this fragile world?
With the scars I'm beginning to die from
My emotions are out of my control
I just don't know what I am to become
All these moments are leading to what I will become
The life that had once is not my calling
I felt so free when I was falling
I keep on fighting against God in such a dirty cruel place
My left arm has been blown off and my wings have been torn to space
I keep on fighting against God in such a dirty cruel place
My right arm is full of scars and I've devoted everything
The audience applauded and 'Red' disappeared backstage. Apparently everyone enjoyed themselves, the audience still cheered, the stage hands congratulated her on a job well done, while Tara and Road talked animatedly to her. Not that she could hear them.
Even when Tara started looking worried for her Allen couldn't tell what she was saying. There was blood rushing through her head and suddenly she was laying on her side staring at everyone's shoes from the ground. Then the world went dark.
A/N: The lyrics to Jitter Doll and Shotgun Lovers are both by Jubyphonic. Brightdown and Dancer in the Dark are by me. I'm gonna use Brightdown in another chapter so don't worry.