A/N: The song is I Wish I Had An Angel by Nightwish. I in no way claim it as my own.

In fact, if you enjoy their music, I encourage you to buy it.

The Many Mini-Misadventures of Stan and Spooky

Plot One - The Next Big Thing

by Syrenia

Chapter Nine - Draining

"Which one of you is draining the audience?" Spooky questioned the two demons, Stan looking away.

"Aha, so it's you," the demoness accused, pointing at Stan.

He simply shrugged, Spooky shaking her head, "Just don't overdo it, okay?"

Turning back around, she readied herself for the next song, the curtains soon lifting as the music started up...

"I wish I had an angel for one moment of love," she sang out, backed up by Linda, Derrick and Stan. "I wish I had your angel tonight."

The music then began to rock, the crowd roaring as Spooky sang.

"Deep into a dying day, I took a step outside an innocent heart," sang the young brunette, energy from the mass still feeding her body. "Prepare to hate me, fall when I may. This night will hurt you like never before."

"Old loves, they die hard. Old lies, they die harder," the demoness cooed to her prey.

Moving back a bit to play, she hissed, the fans going wild.

Derrick then had his turn, singing out, "I wish I had an angel for one moment of love. I wish I had your angel, your Virgin Mary undone."

"I'm in love with my lust," sang Spooky, Linda on back up with the two demons once again, "burning angel wings to dust. I wish I had your angel tonight."

"I'm going down so frail 'n' cruel," sang the demoness. "Drunken disguise changes all the rules."

Off stage, the scholar noticed the energy the band was now feeding from, quickly scribbling notes.

"Old loves, they die hard," Spooky continued. "Old lies, they die harder."

Again, it was Derrick's turn, "I wish I had an angel for one moment of love. I wish I had your angel, your Virgin Mary undone."

"I'm in love with my lust, burning angel wings to dust," the four sang. "I wish I had your angel tonight."

During the music break, Spooky head banged again, a resounding approval sounding from the crowd.

Even still, their energy fled them and into the band, unseen by anyone but the band members and Kisling.

"Greatest thrill, not to kill, but to have the prize of the night," Derrick suddenly sang. "Hypocrite. Wannabe friend. Thirteenth disciple who betrayed me for nothing!"

Spooky then returned to her microphone, "Last dance, first kiss. Your touch, my bliss. Beauty always comes with dark thoughts."

Another music break and the energy suddenly ceased its flow to them, the crowd slightly tired but clueless. It was just enough to keep the band going for now, Stan keeping his eyes on Spooky.

"I wish I had an angel for one moment of love," Derrick continued. "I wish I had your angel, your Virgin Mary undone."

"I'm in love with my lust, burning angel wings to dust," the four sang. "I wish I had your angel tonight."

Another song was almost finished, Spooky wondering if she was pushing herself too hard.

"I wish I had an angel. I wish I had an angel," the four continued, the crowd jumping. "I wish I had an angel. I wish I had an angel."

Finally it was over, the curtains closing just before Spooky collapsed to her knees.

"Spooky!" the two demons shouted.

"Navy!" Ari had also shouted, the three rushing over to the demoness.

"Are you alright, Kat?" Derrick asked, hands on her shoulders as she nodded.

Stan took her hand, "Say something, Spook."

"I'm okay," she assured everyone, breathing in deeply as Ari touched the back of his fingers to her forehead.

"She has a fever," he said to the others. "She needs to rest."

Shaking her head, she looked to Ari, "No, I can keep go--"

Standing from where he knelt, Ari sighed, "No. We'll have Stan sing one of the songs he was going to do later. If you're not better by then, Derrick and I can sing as well."

"I'll take her to a chair," Derrick offered, picking her up after she took off the strap of her guitar.

Carrying her off, he found a chair and sat her in it.

"Rest here," the demon said, turning and heading back on stage as Stan sat on his stool and prepared himself for the song he'd chosen to sing...