Uscru Entertainment District, Coruscant

The men kept their eyes opened as various vessels of all shapes and sizes flew around the tour bus. To say they were shocked at what they saw would be a major understatement.

Tony shook his head in disbelief. "Yeah, this doesn't seem like New Jersey as Vinny said... or anywhere we've been so far for that matter."

Ronnie kept his cool, watching as the ships kept passing by. "Ok... does anyone have a clue ? Anything ?"

"I've seen this before now that I think about it..." Vinny began. He took a deep breath before continuing with his theory. "Now... All you guys will think that I've gone bonkers, but hear me out. When we entered that tunnel... maybe, just maybe we entered some sort of space-time continuum... and ended up in the Star Wars universe."

Geezer facepalmed. "Really ? Really ?! That's your theory ? I think you've truly went off the wagon this time, Vinny."

Vinny remained convinced. "This tunnel... with all those ships flying about... It's exactly like a scene from Attack of The Clones, Star Wars Episode II. During that scene, Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi are chasing a bounty hunter and she loses them temporarily by flying into one of these, passing others in her way."

Glenn cupped his chin in thought. "You know... I think Vinny's on to something here ! My memories of that film, indeed terrible, are vague. But now that you describe the sequence, I remember it a little bit. However, are you sure we simply didn't end on a set for a new movie ?"

Tony Martin tried to lghten up the mood. "Are we in a movie ? Awesome ! How do I look ?" He stroked his beard in an exaggerated manner.

Vinny rolled his eyes. "Will you guys stop goofing around ?! Look outside ! Do you see actors ? See cameras anywhere ? Where's George Lucas ? You see him ? I sure don't !" He took a few breaths to calm himself down. "Those ships would be CGI, we're not at a brand spanking new drive-in theater, this is all very real. Face it, guys. We're somewhere... Oh... What's this place called ? The planet being one big city ?" He snapped his fingers, trying to remember the name. "It's right at the tip of my tongue... Come on... C... Coruscant ! That's it ! We're on Coruscant !"

Ozzy, having heard the conversation from a distance, came back in. "In the Star Wars universe, are we ? Not even Meth made me trip this hard."

Vinny nearly lost his cool. "FOR THE LOVE OF G-... I'M NOT CRAZY AND I'M NOT ON FUCKING DRUGS ! Give it a rest already !"

Ian tried to pacify him. "It's ok, Vinny. I believe you. Everything that you've said so far makes sense. We'd know if we broke into a movie studio. Chill out."

Vinny tried to formulate a plan. "Ok. The rest of you guys, stay here. Myself and Glenn will have a little walkabout, just to see how bad our situation really is."

Glenn's mouth went wide open. "Do... do I really have to go with you ?"

Vinny motioned to the front door. "I need someone to watch my back in case something happens... plus I'll have a witness to confirm that I haven't lost my marbles."

As they stepped outside the bus, ships whizzed left and right, honking angrily.

Glenn steadily nodded. "As you said, we are in a bit of a predicament. So... what do we do ?"

"Let's see how far this tunnel goes..." Vinny suggested. "Let's go foward."

Glenn couldn't help but be a little nervous. "You think we can make it ? I believe those ships can hit us at any given time..."

"Stick to the middle and duck while walking, that'll help." Vinny took the first several steps.

"Can't argue with a confident man... Now where have I heard that before ?" Glenn mused.

A minute later, they reached the edge of the tunnel. What they saw defied all expectations. Ships were moving steadily in so many directions that they struggled to process it all.

Vinny couldn't help but smirk. "Kinda like the endless traffic in New York, Los Angeles or even London, except it's flying ships instead of cars."

Glenn made a sad face and pointed downwards. "I think we're a bit high up, no ?"

Vinny looked down, he couldn't even see the bottom. "Not sure how we're gonna get out of this one..." He looked foward and saw a series of nearby platforms. Suddenly, an idea came into mind. "Hmm... It's kind of a stretch, but..."

Glenn's face went white as a sheet. "You can't possibly be thinking of... ?!"

Vinny wasn't too excited either. "Well... the longer we stay put, the higher the chances that something will finally hit us... and if something does, I think we'll be meeting up with Bon Scott, Randy Rhoads and Cliff Burton, you get my meaning ?"

They returned to the bus, while Glenn climbed back inside, Vinny looked at the other side of the tunnel. "If I back up far enough, I might have just the right amount of momemtum needed. It's worth a try !" He then made his way back to the driver's seat.

Ronnie was getting anxious. "So... how bad is it ?"

Glenn cleared his throat. "Two words. We're fucked."

Vinny stared at everybody. "We are very high up, so high that we can't see the bottom. But we can't stay here any longer. We need to move lest a ship doesn't see us and we all die. I have an idea, a crazy idea. It's incredibly risky, but it just might save our lives. Now, I need each and every one of you to trust me, ok ?"

Ronnie crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow. "What's your plan ?"

Vinny knew that his idea would receive no support. "If I back up to the back edge of this tunnel, I might be able to get just enough momemtum so we can make a "leap of faith" to a nearby platform that's a bit lower and hopefully would bring us to safer grounds."

Ronnie shook his head repeatedly. "No. A suicide run ? Are you crazy ?! I won't allow it ! You're not going to be responsible for killing us all with a stupid stunt, do you hear me ?!"

Vinny simply shrugged his shoulders in response. "Ok. Anybody else has any ideas ?"

While they arguing on what to do, a pilot passing by reported the stranded vehicle to the GAR.

Republic Center for Military Operations

The call was handled by Commander Fox, commanding officer of the Coruscant Guard. He listened to the pilot's description. "An elongated vehicle on wheels ? You sure it's not from around here ?" The pilot argues such a vehicle could not have managed to reach so high up. Fox considered his options. "Very well, thank you for letting us know. I'm sending two teams to investigate this immediately." He activated his comlink. "Roller ? I want you to rally up two teams. We have a mysterious vehicle trapped in one of the tunnels leading up to the cantinas in the Uscru Entertainment District. Get on a couple of LAAT gunships and find it ! Retrieve the vehicle in one piece if you can. Over."

The Clone Captain known as Roller acknowledged the request. "Copy that, Commander Fox. I'll contact you once I get visual confirmation. Over." About half an hour later, the two LAAT gunships took to the Coruscanti skies.

Starship Tunnel

As time went on, Glenn became increasingly anxious. "Is it just me or do they seem to be passing by closer and closer ?"

Tony looked through the right windows and then through the left ones. "Blimey ! Glenn's right ! A bit more and we get nicked !"

Vinny once again tried to reason. "All the more reason to-" His chatter was cut off by a sudden pounding. It came from below.

"Get us out ! Get us out ! GET US OUT !" A trio of voices screamed.

Ronnie's hearing didn't fail him. "Am I imagining things or does one sound like Lemmy ?"

"I saw them !" Ozzy declared. "Lemmy, Phil and Eddie. T-they snuck in the empty storage compartments underneath."

Ronnie just rolled his eyes, slightly frustrated. "Terrific ! We didn't have enough uninvited people on this trip already !" He pointed to his keyboardist. "Scott, do you mind unlocking them from there, please ?"

The second Scott stepped outside, he could see the slew of ships mostly avoiding the bus by pure chance. Since the lower right storage compartment had all the band's instruments, he unlocked the upper right one, revealing a confused Lemmy.

Lemmy struggled to wrap his head around what he was currently seeing. "What the hell is going on ?! What are those things ? Where the hell are we ?!"

Scott urged him into the bus. "Get in. We'll explain later."

As Lemmy ran inside, Scott rushed to the upper left compartment, revealing Eddie. He was holding on to a case of 24 cans of Coca-Cola as if his life depended on it. "You can carry that, right ? Get in through the other side... and watch out for those ships." Scott warned.

The lower left compartment revealed a somewhat traumatized Phil. "I think I broke something when this case of Jack cornered me."

His right hand looked swollen. "We'll take a better look at it inside, ok ? I'll carry the case. Follow me." Scott led Phil to the door to the other side. Once inside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ronnie waved at the Motörhead trio. "Hi guys ! Glad you could make it !"

Lemmy had a quick glance through the windows. "This doesn't look like New Jersey. Where are we ?"

Vinny smirked at him. "You probably wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Lemmy made himself comfortable by sitting between Ronnie and Tony. "Try me."

Vinny just had a big smile on his face. "Does the phrase "A long time ago, in a Galaxy far, far away..." mean anything to you ?"

Lemmy cupped his chin, thinking. "Hold on. Sounds familiar... Those Sci-Fi flicks by... what's his name ? Lucas ? Is that it ?"

Vinny simply nodded. "Right on the nail, bud ! Yeah... As crazy as it sounds... We're in the Star Wars universe. Right now. It's no studio, it's no new movie being made. It's all very, very real."

Phil snickered. "So you're saying that we could bump into... what's the hero's name... Skywalker soon ?"

Vinny raised an eyebrow. "Uh... Well... You need to be more specific, man. Do you mean Luke or Anakin ?"

Phil shrugged his shoulders. "Is there a difference ? Didn't pay that much attention to those movies, you know."

"A huge difference, Phil. Anakin is one who would become Darth Vader. Luke is his son."

Phil placed his hands over his head. "Ok, you're giving me a headache. By the way, how's my hand ?"

Tony Martin sat next to Phil. "Can I take a look ?" He began to feel around the hand. "Does this hurt ? No ? What if I feel around the palm ? No real pain ? Well, I'm no doctor, but it doesn't look like you've fractured any bones. The swelling will dissipate with time. Just take it easy for a little while and you'll be A-OK." He smiled warmly.

All of a sudden, it became much more quiet. Vinny rushed towards the driver's seat. "Hmm, that's weird. Those ship just stopped passing us by. I wonder why ?"

Without warning, searchlights flooded the windows of the bus, nearly blinding everyone. "Attention ! This is Captain Roller from the Coruscant Guard ! We have you surrounded ! Remain in your vehicle !"

Vinny quickly hopped in the driver's seat, turning the key. "Ok, I think that's our cue to haul ass outta here ! Fasten your seatbelts, people ! Hold on to your shorts and don't piss or shit in them !" He started backing up slowly.

A Clone Trooper by the name of Rocker was on the other side, observing everything from his end. "Woah woah woah woah ! CAPTAIN ! The vehicle is backing up ! They might attempt to ram right through your Gunship ! Watch out !"

Vinny stepped on the feeder a bit. "Ok, here goes, everybody ! I'm making the run !" The bus gradually accelerated, but couldn't gain the desired momentum. Just as Roller's Gunship flew out of the bus' path, it dropped in thin air for what felt like hours, but was just a second or two. Fortunately for the group, an enormous cargo ship was passing underneath from a lower tunnel and the bus landed on top of it with a slight thud.

Vinny just looked with wide eyes. "We're flying ! WE'RE FLYING ?! What's going on ?"

Roller's Gunship circled the cargo ship. "Pilot ! Bring your ship to the edge of that platform !" The desired platform was identified with the searchlights. "Remain there until we tell you to !"

Once the cargo ship reached the ledge, Roller aimed his searchlights at the bus once more. "You're a lucky bunch, I'll give you that ! Now get moving !" Vinny moved the bus off the cargo ship and onto the platform, finally free from height hazards.

"Pilot ! Thank you for your cooperation. Move along." The cargo ship flew away and resumed its initial path.

Everyone onboard the bus breathed a collective sigh of relief. Ronnie cleared his throat. "Ok. That was the most insane stunt you've ever pulled, Vinny. YOU COULD HAVE KILLED US ALL ! DON'T EVER PULL SHIT LIKE THIS EVER AGAIN !"

"You know... a little Thank You would be appreciated. It's cool, Ron. I won't do this again. Cool ? Awesome ! Ok, let's see where this will lead us to." He rode downwards until they finally reached what looked like normal streets, with people walking around. They stopped nearby what seemed like a bar of sorts. People of all races were coming and going.

Vinny was the first to step out, followed by Ronnie, Tony and Geezer.

Ronnie's sight was on a nearby couple of Twi'leks and Togrutas. He shook his head. "Heh, there sure are some strange looking people out here."

Tony stepped in front of the group, just as the others exited the bus. "I don't know about the rest of you, but after that stressful moment, I'm up for a drink ! Who's with me ?"

"What we need to soothe our shot nerves, let's see what we can get." Geezer followed Tony.

They entered the cantina, known as The Outlander. Vinny took a quick look around, his eyes widened in shock. "Holy Shit ! This is the bar that Kenobi and Skywalker caught that bounty hunter ! Look at all those screens and gambling tables."

Ronnie suddenly felt a bit of pain from his stomach. "Oof. Not sure if I'll be able to take a bite, but I'll have a Guinness for sure !"

Vinny tried to read the signs of what looked like a menu. "Don't want to bring your hopes down, Ron, but I'd be really surprised if they had it here."

"Doesn't hurt to ask, you know." Ronnie made himself comfortable by taking a stool near the bar. Propping his elbow on the counter, he cleared his throat. "Excuse me ? Hello ?"

The bartender seemed to be muscular and quite imposing, when he turned around, he revealed to be a Besalisk bearing a thin mustache. "Well, hello there ! What can I get you ?"

Ronnie hid his shock from the Besalisk's appearance. "A cold pint of Guinness, please."

The barman paused for a moment. "Uhhh... That name does not ring a bell to me, sir. If I don't know it, I don't carry it."

Ronnie just shrugged it off. "Ok then, I'll have whatever dark beer you have on tap. Failing that, I'll take your best brew."

"I'm afraid we don't have dark-coloured beer here, just blonde." He placed a tall glass mug under a pump and poured. "Here, give this Jawa Juice a try."

Taking the mug, Ronnie took a quick smell. "Hmm, smells pretty strong." He took a sip. "Oof, quite bitter ! Reminds me of those IPAs Craft Brewers are going crazy for in recent times. I've had far worse, I'll take it. How much do I owe you, sir ?"

"5."

Ronnie reached into one of his pockets and took out his wallet. "Here's a bill of 20. I'll have a second one later. Keep the change."

The barman did a double-take. "Is this a joke ? This doesn't look like a credit chip to me."

"I'm not from around here and this is all I got. Who knows, this piece of paper could be worth a lot of money here." Ronnie argued.

The barman looked at the bill again. "Well, you don't seem the lying type, but I've never seen money in paper form."

Ronnie just smiled. "From the good old US of A, where I come from. It's legit, that much I can tell you. Besides, what kind of an idiot goes around with fake money ?"

The barman just laughed. "Heh heh heh, you'd be surprised, little man."

"That crap any good ?" Lemmy suddenly appeared and sat next to Ronnie.

Ronnie just shrugged his shoulders. "I've obviously had better and I've had much worse. It's not bad."

Lemmy just shook his head. "Screw that, I'm gonna go get me a bottle of Jack and a couple cans of Coke. I'll be right back."

As Lemmy climbed into the bus to get his drinks, Clone Trooper Rocker was close by and in contact with Commander Fox. "We've tracked down these strangers at the Outlander Club. Do we resume pursuit and arrest ?"

Fox's hologram shook its head. "Negative, Trooper. I've already alerted the Jedi, General Skywalker and Commander Tano are on their way to assess the situation. I'm sending them the coordinates now. Dismissed, Trooper. Over."

"Copy that, Commander. Over." Rocker climbed into his personal speeder and returned to the Coruscant Guard Headquarters.

The moment Lemmy stepped out, Scott was about to fetch himself some drinks. "Hey ! Can you do me a favor ?" He pointed to his compartment. "Wanna bring my bass and Eddie's guitar in, please ? I'm in the mood to rock these peoples' world."

Scott nodded. "Sure. While I'm at it, I might as well get everybody else's instruments."

Lemmy place his Jack bottle and Coke cans close to Ronnie. "Keep an eye on these, will ya ? I'm gonna go help your keyboardist gather the group's instruments. Why don't we play for these people ? What do you think ?"

Ronnie placed a hand on the "priceless" Jack Daniels bottle. "I'll make sure no one will grab it. And yes, I think performing here is a great idea ! I take it that you'll be the opening act ?"

"Well yeah... You know, no one can take Sabbath's place as the main act." Lemmy went off to help Scott gather the rest of the instruments.

By Ronnie's side, Ozzy felt incredibly excited. "It's been ages since we've played to a totally brand new audience. I'm calling it ! We're doing "War Pigs" when our turn comes up. What do you plan on doing ?"

Ronnie took a moment to think. "Honestly, I haven't decided yet. Let's say a toss up between "Heaven and Hell" and "Sign of The Southern Cross"."

Across a table sat Ian, Glenn and Tony Martin. Ozzy walked up and sat with them. "Lemmy just decided here and now that we've got a gig here. He's gracious enough to open for Sabbath. Now I've never gave much thought to those who succeeded me, but tonight, everybody g-gets a chance to shine. What do you guys think of playing ?"

Ian cleared his throat. "I'm not sure I'm up to do anything from Born Again, my vocal chords aren't what they used to be. But if push comes to shove, I can always try doing "Trashed". I'm not sure if I'll be able to do those insane wails I did back in '83, but I'd do my best."

For Glenn, his answer was easy. "Well, I think it's just logical to play "No Stranger to Love", it was one of the better tracks from Seventh Star."

Tony Martin took a little bit longer to make a choice. "Hmm. Between Headless Cross and Tyr... I enjoyed working on both albums, Headless Cross however had more to offer. The Title track we could do, but I think one of the best off that album was "When Death Calls". Of course, we don't have the luxury of having Brian May of Queen for the exquisite solo, but I know Tony is quite capable of performing it."

Ozzy gave the trio his unofficial blessings. "All g-good choices, I say ! Yes ! When Motörhead are done, we blow the roof off this place, right ?!"

All three successors nodded in agreement.

The rest of the instruments were soon gathered. Lemmy, Phil and Eddie took center stage, to the surprise of the various bar patrons.

A moment later, Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker and Jedi Padawan Ahsoka Tano entered the club. The apprentice turned to her master. "So, we've gotten a tip that there are strangers here ? How can we tell which are the ones we're looking for ?"

Anakin, being overconfident as usual, just laughed. "Heh. Well, Snips, start looking at people's clothings. See anything that sticks out ?"

She scanned her surroundings. "Hmm. Ok ! I think I got it ! Those three Humans in the performing area, then a quartet at that table over there and that trio at the bar."

Anakin praised her observations. "Quite accurate, my Padawan. Between you and me, do they look dangerous ?"

She gave a second look towards the strangers. "No Master, they don't."

With the instruments plugged up to the amps, Lemmy chose to do a sound check. Phil had borrowed Vinny's drum kit.

Vinny walked over to Phil. "Try not not my murder my kit during your session, ok ?"

Phil lowered Vinny's anxiety. "No worries, bud. We're not performing our craziest stuff, so your kit will be ok."

Vinny flashed a thumbs up towards Phil. "Go man, GO !"

Every time Phil hit the skins, it sounded like a bullet being shot. His strike was that powerful.

Eddie tried a few solos with his guitar. It screamed so loudly.

But nothing, nothing could drown Lemmy's signature Rickenbacker bass rumble. Playing a single chord had all patrons suddenly give all their attention to him.

"How's everybody doing tonight ? You having a good time ? Do you want more ?!"

The crowd responded with a loud "YEAH !".

Lemmy gave a thumbs up to everyone. "That's great ! Now, you've probably not heard our music before... and maybe some of you will find it too loud ! Are you ready ? ARE YOU READY ?!"

The patrons all cheered very loudly, to Lemmy's contentment. He motioned to Phil and Eddie that he was about to start playing. "We are Motörhead, and we play Rock n' Roll !" Suddenly, they went full throttle and started up with the extremely popular "Ace of Spades" song. No one on Coruscant had heard a song this loud. Even Ahsoka had to cover her montrals to protect her hearing.

The band followed up with other popular songs, being "Bomber", "Bite The Bullet/The Chase is Better Than the Catch", "White Line Fever" and finally the exciting "Stone Dead Forever".

Once the fifth song was over, the patrons gave Motörhead a standing ovation. Lemmy went on his knees and blew imaginary kisses at the crowd. "Thank you ! Thank you ! THANK YOU ! Glad you enjoyed our music ! Stick around for more !" He encouraged. Once he was done showing gratitude to the crowd, he left off the stage with Phil and Eddie for a well-earned Jack n' Coke.

With a brief moment of silence, Anakin smirked at his Padawan. "Well... I think we can cross them off being dangerous. They're just musicians. Really good musicians at that. What do you think, Snips ?"

Ahsoka caressed her slightly sore montrals. "Yes, Master. The music is good, a bit loud though."

Scott installed his keyboard at the left edge of the stage. Ozzy walked over to him. "Ok, we're gonna do "War Pigs". Do you have the sound effect for an old air raid siren ? It's part of the song, you know."

Scott nodded. "Pretty sure it's somewhere in the presets. Can you spare me a couple of minutes so I can find it ?"

Ozzy insisted. "Well, y-yeah. Tony and Geezer aren't set up yet, so you've got time."

Once Tony, Ozzy and Geezer were at their respective places, Vinny joined them behind the drum kit. As Phil promised, it was intact.

Before they started, Scott glanced at Ozzy. "How loud do you want that siren ?"

"As loud as fucking possible !" Ozzy replied.

"Ok." He set the volume at its highest.

Ozzy immediately caught the crowd's attention. "HOW YOU FUCKIN' DOIN' ? YOU DOIN' ALRIGHT ?!" The crowd screamed as loudly as possible. Ozzy place a hand near his ear. "I CAN'T FUCKIN' HEAR YOU !" The crowd went louder. "I WANNA SEE YOU ALL GO CRAZY ! COME ON !" The crowd screamed more and more. Ozzy was finally pleased with the crowd's participation. "All right ! This is a song called "War Pigs". LET'S GO !"

Vinny started off the aural monster with a few well placed cymbal hits. Once Scott pressed the play/repeat button, the air raid siren rang out loud, so loud that Clones and even Senators in the area thought there was a real attack on the Republic Capital planet. Despite the loud siren, Tony's monster riff and Geezer's rumbling bass worked in unison to drown it out. Once Scott stopped the sound effect, the loudness was overwhelming. Motörhead was loud, but Black Sabbath at its heaviest was surprisingly LOUDER.

Once Ozzy finished the near 7 minute mammoth song, he prompted the crowd to cheer louder and louder. "ALL RIGHT ! You liked that ? DID YOU ?! WANT MORE ?!" The crowd screamed a thunderous "YEAH !" Ozzy passed the microphone over to Ronnie and left to give his voice a much needed break.

Right from the onset, the crowd could tell that Ronnie was a very different kind of frontman. "That was the classic "War Pigs" with original singer Ozzy Osbourne, ladies and gentlemen. Here's another, this time obviously myself singing, this song is called "The Sign of The Southern Cross".

At first, the song was deceptively soothing with Tony's acoustic guitar intro and Ronnie's gentle croon, but it soon kicked into a heavier tune, though nowhere as plodding as "War Pigs". It showcased Ronnie's vocal prowess in all its facets. Even Geezer had a chance to shine when a part of the song required him to perform bass effects using a custom-made pedal. Tony proved once again why so many refer to him as "The Creator of The Heavy Metal Riff" during his solo. Vinny provided well-timed percussion and rhythm.

Once the song was done, Ronnie flashed his metal horns to the crowd. "Thank you, thank you, thank you ! You're a beautiful crowd ! You bloody rock ! Onwards then, let's give a big round of applause for our next singer, Mr. Ian Gillan !"

People cheered as the gray-haired Deep Purple frontman took the microphone from Ronnie. "Ronnie James Dio, everybody !" He pointed at the diminutive singer. "I was thinking of doing one particular song from my time with this wonderful, wonderful band, but I can't help but feel that I would rob you all of its legendary status. Let me explain, during the recording and tour of Born Again, I overexerted my voice, so much that I'm no longer able to reach the high notes I used to so easily." A collective series of shocked gasps was heard from within the crowd. "With that in mind, I think it's fitting to perform the one song people remember me best for. And I'm going to ask a favour from you all ok ? It always brings a smile when the audience sings along during the chorus. The song is called "Smoke on The Water". Here we go !"

The intoxicating bass and keyboards riffs got everybody moving and smiling. When it was time to prompt the crowd to sing along, Ian extended his arms wide open. There were echoing "Smoooooooke on the waaaaaattteeeerrrrr !" from all over the club. Ian gave the crowd two thumbs up for their participation. Once the song was over, he prompted the crowd to clap. "A round of applause for each and everyone of you ! You did great ! Wasn't that fun ?"

The crowd nodded and cheered enthusiastically. Now Ian had the difficult task of introducing his successor in both bands. They never really got along for many reasons, but they both respected and praised each other's artistic talents. "Well, as it is often said, the show must go on. Let's give a big round of applause for our next singer, often reffered to as "The Voice of Rock", Mr. Glenn Hughes !"

Glenn came at the stage and exchanged the microphone from Ian. He showcased his usual big smile to the crowd. "Thank you, Ian. And thank you all for your wonderful participation so far. I hope you are all enjoying yourself tonight. My initial involvement with Tony could only be described as "interesting". It was the mid-80s, saying that I was at my lowest during that time period would probably be a massive understatement. Like many people and I'm sure some of you can relate, I was struggling with addiction. It got so bad that it was hampering my success as an artist. Initially, Seventh Star was meant to be a Tony Iommi solo album, but the record label company insisted for it to be a Black Sabbath album. Neither of us were pleased, I felt that my style of singing just wasn't suited for big, heavy songs such as "War Pigs" and "Iron Man" to name a couple.

The recording sessions went rather smoothly, but the tour is a completely other matter. Even before the first show, I got into a fight with the band manager. I was hit hard on the face, my nose was broken and blood went down my throat, causing a bad clot. As I was tossed onto the stage and began to sing, I sounded absolutely horrible. Within a week, Tony was forced to sack me and get a replacement. At the time, yes I was a bit resentful, but now I agree with Tony's move. It was the right thing to do. Thankfully, I am now sober and clean since 2003. Anyways, I've talked enough about my time with the band, so here's the big single for Seventh Star, it's called "No Stranger to Love"."

Once again, the crowd was treated to a very different type of singer. Glenn's bluesy and soulful voice was enough to stir emotions, especially with the women. His delivery was heartfelt, many women, including young Ahsoka, couldn't help but shed a tear or two during the performance. He ended his song with a gentle croon, prompting a massive round of applause and cheer.

Glenn waved to the people and blew imaginary kisses like Lemmy did earlier. "Thank you all so much ! We truly appreciate your support. Unfortunately, everything must come to an end. The very last singer, but far from the least, is the extraordinarily gifted Mr. Tony Martin."

As Tony Martin went on stage, he and Glenn shook hands. Tony Martin took the microphone and took a moment to formulate his speech.

He smiled warmly to the crowd. "Hello and thank you Glenn for the introduction and compliments. I'm not going to chatter for too long, but I feel it necessary to give credit where it's due." He motioned to all the other players around him. "We have truly such a unique and talented group with us tonight. Behind me is Vinny Appice on drums, filling in for the late, great Cozy Powell. Let's give give him a big hand, folks !" He pointed to his far left. "On keyboards, we have Scott Warren, originally in Dio, filling in for Geoff Nicholls, who's enjoying a well-earned retirement. A round of applause, please ?" Motioning to his left. "On bass, we have the unmistakeable Geezer Butler, filling in for both Laurence Cottle for the studio sessions and Neil Murray for the Headless Cross live tour." He kept the best for last. "On guitar, we have the man responsible for keeping the band alive during its continuous lineup changes, let's hear a big, BIG shout for Tony Iommi !"

A thunderous shout and applause rang through the club. Tony bowed respectively before the crowd, bearing a huge smile on his face. "So Tony, what do we play ?"

Tony Martin has never been so excited in so long. "One we haven't played in ages. From the Headless Cross album, the song is called "When Death Calls"."

Vinny just gave a goofy grin. "Never played this one like "No Stranger to Love", so I'll wing it !" His response elicited a good deal of laughter and cheer.

Scott just nodded. "Yep ! That makes two of us, Vin !" More laughter was heard.

The song began with a very somber tone, with Tony Martin nearly crooning the first verses. Soon after, Tony Martin's vocals went higher and higher and finally reached a crescendo. Then the main riff and chorus came in. Some point later, the song sped up a bit, having Tony Martin deliver his lyrics in a steady and exciting manner. He was so much into his performance that he was almost dancing. When it came for Tony to do Brian May's solo, the crowd went wild. The song eventually returned to the somber tone, ending with the chorus.

Once Tony Martin was done singing, Ronnie, who was at the bar, prompted the crowd for a standing ovation. Moments later, he began to show signs of unsteadiness, finally causing him to fall off his stool and collapse onto the concrete floor.

Vinny felt a deep sense of dread. "Ronnie ? Ronnie ?! RONNIE ?!"

And thus ends the chapter I've been itching to write for so long. Everybody was given a chance to shine. All of the songs I've listed are definitely worth checking out one way or another. And yes, I'm ending this chapter with a cliffhanger. Ronnie's condition will be explored further into the next chapter. See you then.