I'm going to finish up now and do you all a nice big favour. I realised I was hopeless at writing sluaghters so... I cheated and skipped that bit. I know. I'm sorry.

Anyway, IT'S FINISHED! YEAH! This is like my 3rd I've finished! I didn't back down though I thought about it on more than one occasion! I might be devolping a good habit... hmm. Nifty. Here's the fic... and your thoughts upon it? please, review...

"… Momma loves her baby and daddy loves you too." Noodle was laid back against the brick wall, her cleaver dripping with vital life juice in her guilty hand. "And the sea may look warm to you, babe… and the sky may look blue." Pure tears of regret fell down her face and washed away all her repression which mutated horribly into explosion. She sniffed once more and huddled herself in a ball when a woman ran past screaming. "Ooooh babe… ooooh baby blue." She coughed as the wind blew the smoke in her face.

The building she set fire to was now oozing puffs of smoke from the golden fronts doors which were constantly trying to bang open but they were locked. They were locked. And the key was in the pocket of Noodle's shredded jeans. "If you should go skating on the thin ice of modern life." But wouldn't they have a sprinkler system? Wouldn't they have banged the doors down or a fire alarm, anything? It was really down to whether Noodle could forgive her audience or let them be shot. "Dragging behind you the silent reproach… of a million tear stained eyes."

The decision was hers and they were still alive. She had time. But she certainly took more than was offered. Someone else will turn up and save them. Soon… She was just too pigheaded and would rather grief over their deaths than actually save them with a warm fuzzy glow. "Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice appears under your feet. You slip out of your depth and out of your mind." If you let everyone die in there you will never get home. Noodle choked on her tears, "with your fear flowing out behind you… as you claw… the thin ice…" SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!

Finally a fire truck erupted its sirens and speed down towards her street. Noodle dropped her weapon and jumped to her feet in joy that help was coming. She ran into the middle of the road and gasped, in a white flash everything stopped and Noodle believed she was dead.

The fire truck jammed on the breaks and served around the Japanese girl to as far right as the wheels could turn. It crashed straight into the building her fans and band was trapped in and part of the truck exploded right there. Noodle was flown back onto the road and cowered from the roar of the fire mixing with the building's fire. She pushed her battered and bruised body up to see a small amount of crying and screaming people run out from the building carefully avoiding the powerful element. They ran amok down the street and shrieked even louder to see that their lovely city had been damn never destroyed.

Noodle got up off the road and to examine the victims. She got closer and realised why everyone was screaming like it was the real Apocalypse. Black burnt to crisp bodies lay at the door where survivors had to literally step over to get out. Noodle held her lurching stomach and turned away feeling herself shatter again. What've I done…? She needed to find her friends and fast. The growing roast above them burnt the wood that held the shack together and fell to the ground around them. You going to go in there or just hold a sign for them when they come out?

She ran around the back to where they had entered backstage and found the door wide open. Noodle stood in shock and glanced about cautiously. "2D…?" she croaked. "2D! RUSSEL!" She ran into backstage and couldn't breathe from the dark air covered with smog. Sight was impossible and she stumbled on hefty items below she was too afraid to confirm. But she couldn't go further, there was too much blazing fire. Apart from burning wood and flickering flames, she saw no movement inside the stadium. She sprang back out and to the front again.

Fire had overtaken the exit. No more could get out. If there was anyone else to get out, that is… Noodle screamed. "2D!! MURDOC!!!! RUSS-" Someone sprang on her from behind and binding her in their arms. "GET OFF ME!!" she squealed as she was slowly being dragged away and she yelled again in her wrath. "I SAID GET THE FUCK OFF ME!!" she turned around and blindly battered her captor with her fists and then he held them still.

"NOODLE! NOODLE!" 2D cried and Noodle opened her eyes in disbelief. "It's me!" Noodle froze then dug her head in his chest and cried hysterically as he held her close.

"I-I thought- I thought…" she stuttered, finding difficulty to say it. He pulled her back and glanced at the wreck with a look of incredulity of his own.

"C'mon," he ran with her to the car and they both got inside and buckled up. 2D reversed and began to turn when they passed over a large bump. "What was that?" 2D squeaked with sweat leaking down his face while Noodle shook in her slaughtering memories.

"Just go!" she yelled and 2D left the dreaded place and drove past the wreck everyone had abandoned. That building was bound to blow up in a few more minutes anyway. Noodle only estimated that less than 30 got out. She caught her breath and held her pounding head forgetting her clothes were soaked in blood.

"Noodle!"

"2D, it's ok! I'm alright… It's not mine," she admitted. 2D gulped and stopped the car as 2 noisy police vehicles swarmed passed onto another fire just down the street. People ran around screaming or crying or even breaking into shops and stealing TV's with grey smoke creating thick clouds from afar. New York was in ruins. I did all this…?

"Oh, my god… What happened here…?" Noodle coughed trying to suppress more tears that drain her dry.

"2D, where's Murdoc and Russel?" He fell silent and started up the car again. Noodle looked at him and stroked the hair from her eyes. "2D. I said where are Murdoc and Russel?" she asked sternly.

"They… they didn't make it, luv," he whispered. Noodle cringed in defeat and turned back to her window to view such hideous sights. "They weren't the only ones…" Noodle knew who he was talking about. "When you bolted from the concert… where'd you go?"

"… 2D."

"Yeah?"

"Just… please take me home." 2D sighed thinking what she saw was tough. It never once crossed his mind that she was the cause of such mayhem. It never seemed that serious. It was like she forgot all about the embarrassment from the fans who now lay 6 feet under. But Noodle was willing to put everything behind her for one small favour in return… Home.

"Take me home…"

Home. Home again

I like to be here when I can

When you come home cold and tired

It's good to sit down by the fire

-Everything is destroyed- and at a bloody benefit concert…! Gosh... XDDD

Bibi people.