Ok its another story by the duo…..that is Kaitlin and Kim, this is out Halloween story, we wrote the first 3 chapters on a bus ride to the Mt Carmel Tournament, so Kim wont have a chance to put in any authors notes. SORRY KIM! Anyways the trip was great Rancho Bernardo won of course I got sick and now I have no voice whoopee……all of that had nothing to do with the story so um I'll just shut up now. Bye
*~*Kaitlin*~*
Edwin Mellophone Hands Chapter 1: The HistoryIt all started back in 1965, Edwin was one of the Drum Majors at Diamond Bar High school. The band was scheduled to perform on the 31 of October 1965, Halloween.
In the middle of the show there was horrible marching accident, Edwin's hands were mangled, he would never play mellophone again. When Edwin heard the news he went into a state of shock, he did not eat or speak for days. Then one day he just disappeared, no one knew where he went, but everyone knew it was because of the accident. The police were notified, but after a number of years there was almost no hope left of finding him.
*~*Flash Forward 10 Years*~*
October 31,1975, exactly 10 years to the day after Edwin's accident. Edwin was still missing and most people had forgotten about that fateful day back in 1965. Some people still talked about it at the high school reunion though no one could quite remember his name.
Once again the band was performing on October 31, Halloween. Then in between the second and third movements 3 haunting notes played by a mellophone floated over the band. The director snapped his head in the direction of the horns, but they were all still in their poses and looking just as confused as the director felt.
No one noticed the extra mellophone player.
The director decided it must have been a fluke and signaled to the band to continue on to the third movement. The show started back up and the director noticed one of the mellophone players wasn't in step he couldn't quite tell who. The mellophone player also wasn't guiding to the form, Then band came to a halt but that one mellophone player didn't stop he marched straight into another mellophone player, it was a repeat of 1965, although no one was badly injured. Later after the show the director went to find that one mellophone player but he was nowhere to be found.
From that point on the band never got any better, only worse. Soon people began to leave band and the people that stayed, especially the mellophones, never got any sleep for the minute they closed their eyes they heard a mellophone being played horribly out of tune. The band fell into a depression, they were in a slump that they couldn't get out of.
One day when they walked into the band room there was a note taped to the wall:
If I can't be in the band
Then the band cant be any good
-Edwin Mellophone Hands
*~*Flash Forward to 2002*~*
Now he's back again
A/n: so what'd ya think read and review bye now
