AN: Stop it, you gay fags. If you do not like my story, then fuck off! PS. It turns out B'loody Maria isn't an Earthling after all. She and Vampire are evil. That's why they defected from the Federation, ok!

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Chapter 10

I was really scared about Luther all day. I was even upset when I went to rehearsals with my gothic metal band, Bloody Gothic Rose 666. I am the lead singer of it, and I play guitar. People say that we sound like a cross between GC, Slipknot, and MCR, and that we were 21st century goff culture revivalists. The other people in the band were B'loody Maria, Vampire, Albel, Cliff (although we call him Ravynne Diabolo now. The extra o is there so as to prevent confusion with Diablo, the new, goffik name of the spaceship. He has black hair now with blue streaks in it.) and Adray. Only today, Albel and Vampire were depressed, so they weren't coming and we wrote songs instead. I knew that Albel was probably slitting his wrists (he wouldn't die because he was part-Rezerbian too, and the only way you can kill Rezerbians is with a c-r-o-s-s (there's no way I'm writing that) or a steak. Norton, another Rezerbian, was killed when a steak fell on him when Cliff bombed his hideout back in the Ruins of Coffir.) and Vampire was probably watching a depressing movie like The Corpse Bride. I put on a black leather shirt that showed off my boobs and tiny matching miniskirt that said Simple Plan on the butt. You might think I'm a slut but I'm really not.

We were singing a cover of 'Helena' and at the end of the song I suddenly burst into tears.

"Ebony! Are you okay?" B'loody Maria asked in a concerned voice.

"What the fuck do you think?" I asked angrily. And then I continued, "I'm not o-fucking-kay! [Jimmy's Note: Missed opportunity, Tara. That was not in the original.] Well, Luther came and the fucking bastard told me to fucking kill Fayt! But I don't want to kill him, because, he's really nice, even if he did go out with Albel. But if I don't kill Fayt, then Luther will fucking kill Albel!" I burst into tears.

Suddenly, Albel jumped out from behind a wall. So, he was behind that wall all this time, or what?

"Why didn't you fucking tell me!" he shouted. "How could you- you- you fucking foolish worm of a maggot!" (See, is that out of character? [Jimmy's Note: Yep. It is out of character for Albel to do that, and more especially what he's gonna do in the next scene.])

I started to cry, and cry, and cry, and cry, and weep. Albel started to cry as well, being all too sensitive. Then he ran out, still crying and bawling, weeping, moaning, and gnashing his teeth.

We practiced for one more hour. Then suddenly, Duck Vox walked in angrily! How the hell did he get on board the Diablo if he's supposed to still be on Elicoor II? His eyes were all fiery and I knew this time it wasn't because he was mentally fatigued and about to run out of MP.

"What have you done!" He started to cry wisely. (See, that's basically not swearing, and this time, he was really upset and you will see why.) "Ebony, Albel has been found in his room. He committed suicide by slitting his right wrist with his claw." But isn't supposed to be impossible for him to die like that? Unless, of course, he enchanted his claw with holy runes or dipped it in steak myoglobin...

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Jimmy's Note: ...it is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth! Yep, I just swooped in, singing a goffik version of a Kanye West song.