Heya guys.
I'm back, along with Scourge and Co.
So, ITS HALLOWEEN!
Sooo….
Disclaimer: I do not own HP Or NCIS, but I do own Scourge, and all other OCs.
Questions to still be resolved: Why did Ross die? What is the motive? And how is Scourge able to pull off an authentic country accent?
(Tony POV)
"Billy Grey went into Gantry, back in '83. There he did meet young Sarah McCray. That wild rose of morning, that pale flower of dawning, the herald of springtime in his young life that day.
"Sarah, she could not see the daylight of reality, for in her young eyes Billy bore not a flaw. Not knowing that her chosen one was a hired gun, wanted in Kansas City by the law.
"Then one day a tall man came riding across the badlands that lie to the north of New Mexico. He was overheard to say that he was looking for Bill Gray, a ruthless man and a dangerous outlaw.
"Well the deadly news came creeping to Billy, fast sleeping, there in the Claredon Bar and Hotel. He fled to the old church there on the outskirts, thinking he'd climb that old steeple bell.
"But a rifle ball came flying, face down he lay dying, there in the dust of the road where he fell. Sarah, she ran to him, cursing the lawman accepting no reason, knowing he was killed.
"Sarah lives in that old white frame house where she met Billy some forty years ago. And the wild rose has faded, with the dawning of each day of sorrow the long years have sown.
"Written on a stone where the dusty winds have long blown, eighteen words to a passing world say: True love knows no rhyme, no season, nor no reason. Justice is as cold as the Granger County clay.
"True love knows no rhyme, no season, nor no reason. Justice is as cold as the Granger County clay."
Scourge had finished playing, and singing that good old outlaw country song, when Harry smiled, and said, "Lemme borrow that, eh?" Scourge, being polite, replied in the affirmative.
"This is Steve Earle's Copperhead Road."
"My name's John Lee Pettimore, same as my daddy and his daddy before. You hardly ever saw Granddad down here. He'd only come to town twice a year. He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line.
"Everybody knew that he made moonshine. Now the revenue man wanted Granddaddy bad, he headed up the holler with everything he had. Before my time, but I've been told, he never come back from Copperhead Road.
"Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge, bought at an auction at the Mason's Lodge. Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side, just shot a coat of primer then looked inside.
"Well him and my uncle tore that engine down. I still remember that rumbling sound. Then the sheriff came around in the middle of the night, heard Mama crying knew something wasn't right. He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load; you could smell the whiskey burning down Copperhead Road.
"I volunteered for the Army on my birthday; they draft the white trash first down here, anyway. I done two tours of duty in Vietnam came home with a brand new plan. I'd take the seed from Colombia and Mexico.
"Just plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road; now the DEA's got a chopper in the air, I wake up screaming like I'm back over there. I learned a thing or two from Charlie, don't you know? You better stay away from Copperhead Road."
Ziva had been jamming out to that very famous tune, and then it was my turn.
"Guys, this is 'Jessy With the Long Hair.'"
"Jesse took a powder, slicked his long hair back. Put a cartridge in his gun and stepped outside of his shack.
"Saddled up his buckskin mare and rode off into town
Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Luann fixed her makeup, straightened out her dress
Picked up a photograph and held it to her breast
How could she ever love him? He never was around
Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Flesh and blood it turns to dust
Scatters in the wind
Love is all that matters in the end
"Sheriff Paul was fast asleep, his hat off in his lap
When he got a package that woke him from his nap
He unrolled a poster, couldn't help but frown
It was Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"They had been com padres many years before
Jesse saved his life one time back before the war
Now he was the king of thieves, he wore it like a crown
Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Flesh and blood it turns to dust
Scatters in the wind
Love is all that matters in the end
"Mr. Brown the banker hid the money in his case
It was time for him to leave this God forsaken place
His true love loved the outlaw who hated Mr. Brown
That was Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Mr. Brown had taken the land that Jesse owned
The banker claimed that Jesse had not repaid his loan
Truth and lies were tangled but when the truth unwound
There was Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Mr. Brown was all alone, Luann came walking in
She pulled a pistol from her purse and pointed it at him
When the door blew open she turned to look around
It was Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Mr. Brown grabbed Luann's gun and held it to her head
"I'll blow her to kingdom come" is what the banker said
In the fateful moment Jesse stood his ground
Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Flesh and blood it turns to dust
Scatters in the wind
Love is all that matters in the end
"The bullet that killed Mr. Brown came through the windowpane
It put a hole above one eye and lodged down in his brain
Never saw a puff of smoke, no flash, no fire, no sound
From Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Sheriff Paul was fast asleep his hat down on his eyes
When he got a letter and much to his surprise
A picture of his sweet Luann in her wedding gown
And Jesse with the long hair hanging down
"Flesh and blood it turns to dust
Scatters in the wind
Love is all that matters in the end, my friend"
Verdict: Who shot him through the window?
Everyone was a little surprised at the fact that yes, I could sing, although, not as good as Scourge, or Harry when in the mood.
Then, Scourge showed the video from when Harry sang with Simple Plan… This blew me away.
I was just as surprised as you.
Then, Scourge asked that we take a moment of silence to remember those who died in this new war, and the first. Ross or 'Rass' as we called him in the SA, was killed by Jayce, whom was now in D.C., buried alive by Scourge himself for the crime. I also remembered another close friend of mine, Horatio Caine and his team, who were massacred last week by the White Knights, an American Wizarding terrorist organization, hell-bent on killing all of the SA.