Living Dead Girl
Rage in the cage
And piss upon the stage
There's only one sure way
To bring the giant down
Defunct the strings
of cemetary things
With one flat foot
On the devil's wing
"Where's M?"
"Our little black cloud is workin' out."
Blade walked into a blue lit room and leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed. Watching a gothic looking girl beating the shit out of a vampire dummy. Blade smiled. The girl was good! She threw in some kicks and punches before she backflipped across the room and landed on her feet, gun raised.
"M!"
The girl stood there, gun raised at it's head. Blade took out his sword and threw it at the girl. The gun fired at the same time. Silver bullets ripped through the body. The girl whirled around and caught the blade. The blade flashed slicing the dummy in three places in seconds. The girl gave a sharp roundhouse kick to it's head and it went flying off.
"That bloodsucker would be dust by now." The girl smirked triumphantly, and threw the sword back to Blade. Blade caught it and got off the doorframe. He walked towards her as she started kicking the dummy's head up in the air like a soccer ball. She curved the head at Blade. The sword flashed again and the head fell to floor in two pieces. Blade went over to the dummy and picked up the dummy by the arm. It fell to pieces and Blade threw the arm away. The girl walked up to him.
"Yo, B. When you gonna let me out on the streets."
The girl was dressed in gothic, all-black leather clothing. She had vibrant green streaked black hair, green eyes, thick with mascara, dark purple eyelids, black lips and pale skin. She was hot in a gothic way.
"I wanna kick some bloodfucker ass!"
"M!"
"Come on, B!"
"You ain't ready yet, Mercedes."
Mercedes crossed her arms, biting her black lip in frustration. She stomped her foot on the dummy arm, grinding into the ground.
"I wanna dust some vamps! Damnit!"
Mercedes walked past Blade, scowling. Just as she as she got through the door. One of Blade's weapons hit the doorframe, dangerously close to her head. She whirled around, her green eyes gleaming.
"Oh I'm gonna kick your ass, Daywalker!"
Blade smiled as she lunged at him. Blade beckoned her with his hand.
"Bring it on."
Mercedes's punch connected with his face... Damn, she was quick! Blade ducked another punch and backflipped for a few metres and dodged a high kick to his head. Blade stopped her blows and sent a punch that sent her flying across the room... Maybe the kid was ready! Blade smiled as Mercedes got up and lunged at him again... Oh shit!
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Mercedes fell to the floor, exhausted and covered with sweat. Blood dripped down her chin from her lip. She wiped it away with her hand on her fingerless glove. On all-fours, she was panting deep, angry breathes. Angry at being defeated. Extremely pissed! Blade knelt on one kness infront of her.
"It was a good fight, kid." Blade lifted her head up.
"Are you fucking crazy? You beat the shit out of me, B!" Mercedes turned her face away, staring at the floor. Her head hung.
"You were right B, I ain't that good. You kicked my ass easy!"
"Well, I was thinking maybe you could with me next time I'm killin' bloodsuckers."
"You fucking mean that?" Mercedes looked up at Blade and he nodded.
"No fucking way. No way in hell!"
Mercedes threw her arms around Blade. "Hell yeah!" Blade smiled and pushed her off him.
"Just try to keep up, kid."
"Hey goth girl, yer friends are here!" Whistler yelled over his machinary, working on some new device. Outside a car blasting non-stop beeping.
"You gotta gig?"
"Yeah." Blade helped Mercedes up.
"Where?"
"House of 1000 Corpses."
"M!"
"What! I need the cash. And they pay big!" Blade sighed, his glowing eyes flickering through his dark shades.
"Come on, B!"
"Alright."
"Sweet!" She punched his shoulder. "Thanks, B!"
"Just watch your back."
"K. See ya round, B!" Mercedes waved as she walked off, hugging her shoulders. Looking back one last time at Blade.
"Bye, kid."
M walked past Whistler and he stopped working.
"No fights. No drugs. No sex. Understand?" Mercedes grabbed her electric guitar and headed out the door.
"Yeah. Bye old bastard."
"... Use a condom!"
Whistler smiled and went back to work. Taking a draw from the fag, hanging from his mouth.
"Smartass little shit." He shook his head. Blade came out of the room.
"Think I should follow her. She's playing at a vampire hangout." Whistler shook his head again.
"Nah. Kid's tough shit. Come tomorrow, she's probably already dusted the place."
Blade watched as Mercedes jumped into a car and it speed off at full speed. Gothic music blasting loudly. Blade frowned.
Raping the geek
And hustling the freak
Like a hunchback juice
On a sentimental noose
Operation filth
They love to love the weath
Of an SS Whore
Making scary sounds
Mercedes, Delilah and Aliyah walked into the place, carrying their instruments. The place was packed. Packed with vamps. Mercedes smiled, having a gun full of silver bullets, stakes and garlic spray concealed in her trench coat. She was gonna have fun watching her back. The girl's struggled getting to the stage.
"Hey, baby." A sleazy guy threw his arm around Mercedes. Mercedes smashed her guitar into the guy's face.
"Fuck you!" There was a large roar from the crowd as she did.
"Nice one, girl." Delilah punched her shoulder.
"I think I broke my guitar." Mercedes shouted back.
"Yeah. Just don't dust nobody, M. We don't wanna blow our cash!" The girl's saw the manager of the club beckoning them over. Aliyah smiled, cupping her hands to her mouth, "BODY SURF!" The vamps seemed to get the idea and the girl's were picked up and thrown up onto the stage.
"You girl's ready?" The manager yelled over the noise.
"Hell yeah!" Delilah shouted back. The manager gave them the 'okay' sign. Aliyah sat at her drumkit already set up on stage and picked up her drumsticks. Twirling them expertly around her fingers as quick as she could a stake. Mercedes and Delilah hooked up their guitars to the amp. Mercedes looked at Delilah, she nodded. Mercedes looked back at Aliyah, still twirling her drumsticks.
"Ready?" Aliyah mouthed a 'fuck yes' and nodded. Mercedes raised her fist in the air and slammed it down on her guitar. The noise echoed around the club. The vamps turned their attention from feeding off bodies and dancing, to the stage. There was another roar from the crowd. Mercedes gripped the mike and the band started playing one of their gothic songs. Mercedes's voice was hypnotic and the vamps were swaying in a depressed way. Mercedes took in the club. A guy in a hooded coat sat alone at a table, clutching his drink. He stared at her and Mercedes smiled. Then he turned back to his drink. Mercedes continued to sing...
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
"Give it up for the Miss Lucifers!" Mercedes, Delilah and Aliyah had finished playing and stood up. The crowd obviously wanted more.
"You bitches rock!"
The girl's got off the stage and went over to the manager waiting for them. The crowd moaned.
"Put them back on, man!"
"Nice job, girls. You did well." He handed them their cash. Aliyah boredly flipped through the notes.
"Can I sign you up for another gig?"
"I guess." Aliyah shrugged. The mananager smiled. Delilah whispered into Mercedes's ear.
"If you don't torch the place first, huh?"
"Got that right!" Mercedes shoved the notes in her trench coat pocket, feeling the garlic spray and fiddling with it.
"Can I offer you girls, a free drink for your services?" The manager asked. Delilah and Aliyah looked at Mercedes for approval. Mercedes shrugged.
"Sure. Why not?"
Mercedes saw the hooded man watching her again. It was starting freaking her out. What did he want?
Psyclone Jack
Hallucinating Hack
Thinks Donna Reed
Eats dollar bills
Goldfoot machine
Creates another friend
So Beautiful,
They make you kill
Mercedes, Delilah and Aliyah walked out of the vampire hangout after finished their drinks. Mercedes planted an exploding device on the wall without the other two noticing. Mercedes smiled. The girl's loaded their instruments into the trunk. Then jumped in the car and drove off. Gothic music began blasting as loud as they could crank it up. Mercedes fiddled with detenator, smirking evilly. She waited until they past a safe distance before detenating it. There was a huge explosion with big fire balls.
"M!" She turned to Aliyah who was looking really pissed with her hands on her hips.
"What?!" Mercedes shrugged.
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
The hooded man from the club stood in the middle of the road in the rain. Watching the girls drive away. A car beeped from behind him. A man rolled down the window and shouted,
"Hey! Move it!" The man's hand shot through the glass and pulled the man out of the car. The man's hood went back. Revealing the Reaper, Jarred Nomak. He smiled as the man's blood ran down his chin. He laughed coldly. Dropping the man on the ground, he walked down an empty alley. As the building exploded, huge fire balls lit up the alley. Nomak laughed again, his glowing eyes gleaming...
"She hates vampires."
Blood on her skin
Dripping with Sin
Do it again
Living Dead Girl
Blood on her skin
Dripping with Sin
Do it again
Living Dead Girl
Mercedes walked into hideout. Whistler was still working. He stopped when he saw her. Mercedes put her guitar down on the bench.
"Have a wild time in the town?"
"Nah. Did shit. Torched a building, you know." Mercedes shrugged. Whistler threw his arm around her.
"You little smartass."
"So your back." Blade came out to see Mercedes after injecting himself. Mercedes could tell from the spasms all over his body. "What happened?"
"Blew up a building."
Mercedes walked past him into her room. Blade shook his head. Whistler went back to work.
"Told ya."
Rage in the cage
And piss upon the stage
There's only one sure way
To bring the giant down
Defunct the strings
of cemetary things
With one flat foot
On the devil's wing
"Where's M?"
"Our little black cloud is workin' out."
Blade walked into a blue lit room and leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed. Watching a gothic looking girl beating the shit out of a vampire dummy. Blade smiled. The girl was good! She threw in some kicks and punches before she backflipped across the room and landed on her feet, gun raised.
"M!"
The girl stood there, gun raised at it's head. Blade took out his sword and threw it at the girl. The gun fired at the same time. Silver bullets ripped through the body. The girl whirled around and caught the blade. The blade flashed slicing the dummy in three places in seconds. The girl gave a sharp roundhouse kick to it's head and it went flying off.
"That bloodsucker would be dust by now." The girl smirked triumphantly, and threw the sword back to Blade. Blade caught it and got off the doorframe. He walked towards her as she started kicking the dummy's head up in the air like a soccer ball. She curved the head at Blade. The sword flashed again and the head fell to floor in two pieces. Blade went over to the dummy and picked up the dummy by the arm. It fell to pieces and Blade threw the arm away. The girl walked up to him.
"Yo, B. When you gonna let me out on the streets."
The girl was dressed in gothic, all-black leather clothing. She had vibrant green streaked black hair, green eyes, thick with mascara, dark purple eyelids, black lips and pale skin. She was hot in a gothic way.
"I wanna kick some bloodfucker ass!"
"M!"
"Come on, B!"
"You ain't ready yet, Mercedes."
Mercedes crossed her arms, biting her black lip in frustration. She stomped her foot on the dummy arm, grinding into the ground.
"I wanna dust some vamps! Damnit!"
Mercedes walked past Blade, scowling. Just as she as she got through the door. One of Blade's weapons hit the doorframe, dangerously close to her head. She whirled around, her green eyes gleaming.
"Oh I'm gonna kick your ass, Daywalker!"
Blade smiled as she lunged at him. Blade beckoned her with his hand.
"Bring it on."
Mercedes's punch connected with his face... Damn, she was quick! Blade ducked another punch and backflipped for a few metres and dodged a high kick to his head. Blade stopped her blows and sent a punch that sent her flying across the room... Maybe the kid was ready! Blade smiled as Mercedes got up and lunged at him again... Oh shit!
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Mercedes fell to the floor, exhausted and covered with sweat. Blood dripped down her chin from her lip. She wiped it away with her hand on her fingerless glove. On all-fours, she was panting deep, angry breathes. Angry at being defeated. Extremely pissed! Blade knelt on one kness infront of her.
"It was a good fight, kid." Blade lifted her head up.
"Are you fucking crazy? You beat the shit out of me, B!" Mercedes turned her face away, staring at the floor. Her head hung.
"You were right B, I ain't that good. You kicked my ass easy!"
"Well, I was thinking maybe you could with me next time I'm killin' bloodsuckers."
"You fucking mean that?" Mercedes looked up at Blade and he nodded.
"No fucking way. No way in hell!"
Mercedes threw her arms around Blade. "Hell yeah!" Blade smiled and pushed her off him.
"Just try to keep up, kid."
"Hey goth girl, yer friends are here!" Whistler yelled over his machinary, working on some new device. Outside a car blasting non-stop beeping.
"You gotta gig?"
"Yeah." Blade helped Mercedes up.
"Where?"
"House of 1000 Corpses."
"M!"
"What! I need the cash. And they pay big!" Blade sighed, his glowing eyes flickering through his dark shades.
"Come on, B!"
"Alright."
"Sweet!" She punched his shoulder. "Thanks, B!"
"Just watch your back."
"K. See ya round, B!" Mercedes waved as she walked off, hugging her shoulders. Looking back one last time at Blade.
"Bye, kid."
M walked past Whistler and he stopped working.
"No fights. No drugs. No sex. Understand?" Mercedes grabbed her electric guitar and headed out the door.
"Yeah. Bye old bastard."
"... Use a condom!"
Whistler smiled and went back to work. Taking a draw from the fag, hanging from his mouth.
"Smartass little shit." He shook his head. Blade came out of the room.
"Think I should follow her. She's playing at a vampire hangout." Whistler shook his head again.
"Nah. Kid's tough shit. Come tomorrow, she's probably already dusted the place."
Blade watched as Mercedes jumped into a car and it speed off at full speed. Gothic music blasting loudly. Blade frowned.
Raping the geek
And hustling the freak
Like a hunchback juice
On a sentimental noose
Operation filth
They love to love the weath
Of an SS Whore
Making scary sounds
Mercedes, Delilah and Aliyah walked into the place, carrying their instruments. The place was packed. Packed with vamps. Mercedes smiled, having a gun full of silver bullets, stakes and garlic spray concealed in her trench coat. She was gonna have fun watching her back. The girl's struggled getting to the stage.
"Hey, baby." A sleazy guy threw his arm around Mercedes. Mercedes smashed her guitar into the guy's face.
"Fuck you!" There was a large roar from the crowd as she did.
"Nice one, girl." Delilah punched her shoulder.
"I think I broke my guitar." Mercedes shouted back.
"Yeah. Just don't dust nobody, M. We don't wanna blow our cash!" The girl's saw the manager of the club beckoning them over. Aliyah smiled, cupping her hands to her mouth, "BODY SURF!" The vamps seemed to get the idea and the girl's were picked up and thrown up onto the stage.
"You girl's ready?" The manager yelled over the noise.
"Hell yeah!" Delilah shouted back. The manager gave them the 'okay' sign. Aliyah sat at her drumkit already set up on stage and picked up her drumsticks. Twirling them expertly around her fingers as quick as she could a stake. Mercedes and Delilah hooked up their guitars to the amp. Mercedes looked at Delilah, she nodded. Mercedes looked back at Aliyah, still twirling her drumsticks.
"Ready?" Aliyah mouthed a 'fuck yes' and nodded. Mercedes raised her fist in the air and slammed it down on her guitar. The noise echoed around the club. The vamps turned their attention from feeding off bodies and dancing, to the stage. There was another roar from the crowd. Mercedes gripped the mike and the band started playing one of their gothic songs. Mercedes's voice was hypnotic and the vamps were swaying in a depressed way. Mercedes took in the club. A guy in a hooded coat sat alone at a table, clutching his drink. He stared at her and Mercedes smiled. Then he turned back to his drink. Mercedes continued to sing...
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
"Give it up for the Miss Lucifers!" Mercedes, Delilah and Aliyah had finished playing and stood up. The crowd obviously wanted more.
"You bitches rock!"
The girl's got off the stage and went over to the manager waiting for them. The crowd moaned.
"Put them back on, man!"
"Nice job, girls. You did well." He handed them their cash. Aliyah boredly flipped through the notes.
"Can I sign you up for another gig?"
"I guess." Aliyah shrugged. The mananager smiled. Delilah whispered into Mercedes's ear.
"If you don't torch the place first, huh?"
"Got that right!" Mercedes shoved the notes in her trench coat pocket, feeling the garlic spray and fiddling with it.
"Can I offer you girls, a free drink for your services?" The manager asked. Delilah and Aliyah looked at Mercedes for approval. Mercedes shrugged.
"Sure. Why not?"
Mercedes saw the hooded man watching her again. It was starting freaking her out. What did he want?
Psyclone Jack
Hallucinating Hack
Thinks Donna Reed
Eats dollar bills
Goldfoot machine
Creates another friend
So Beautiful,
They make you kill
Mercedes, Delilah and Aliyah walked out of the vampire hangout after finished their drinks. Mercedes planted an exploding device on the wall without the other two noticing. Mercedes smiled. The girl's loaded their instruments into the trunk. Then jumped in the car and drove off. Gothic music began blasting as loud as they could crank it up. Mercedes fiddled with detenator, smirking evilly. She waited until they past a safe distance before detenating it. There was a huge explosion with big fire balls.
"M!" She turned to Aliyah who was looking really pissed with her hands on her hips.
"What?!" Mercedes shrugged.
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
The hooded man from the club stood in the middle of the road in the rain. Watching the girls drive away. A car beeped from behind him. A man rolled down the window and shouted,
"Hey! Move it!" The man's hand shot through the glass and pulled the man out of the car. The man's hood went back. Revealing the Reaper, Jarred Nomak. He smiled as the man's blood ran down his chin. He laughed coldly. Dropping the man on the ground, he walked down an empty alley. As the building exploded, huge fire balls lit up the alley. Nomak laughed again, his glowing eyes gleaming...
"She hates vampires."
Blood on her skin
Dripping with Sin
Do it again
Living Dead Girl
Blood on her skin
Dripping with Sin
Do it again
Living Dead Girl
Mercedes walked into hideout. Whistler was still working. He stopped when he saw her. Mercedes put her guitar down on the bench.
"Have a wild time in the town?"
"Nah. Did shit. Torched a building, you know." Mercedes shrugged. Whistler threw his arm around her.
"You little smartass."
"So your back." Blade came out to see Mercedes after injecting himself. Mercedes could tell from the spasms all over his body. "What happened?"
"Blew up a building."
Mercedes walked past him into her room. Blade shook his head. Whistler went back to work.
"Told ya."