A Tribute To Music: The Live Concert 2004
NachoManLance
Disclaimer: If I had a nickel every time I said I didn't own anything.....
NEWS: The plot thickens! Just what was that strange shadow lurking in the beginning of the story? How did the Peradventure undergo an extreme shutdown? And what did Sam do this time?! Read and you'll know!
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"Come on Peorth, just one night..."
"DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF, SAMUEL!!"
Late one evening at the T4M construction site, the British Dragon once again had managed to stalk the Goddess of the Roses back to her old job, building the stage. But to Sam's disappointment, she still wasn't approval of him. Well, not like that's a shock..
"But I've changed, Peorth!" Sam protested, "Please give me another chance!"
Peorth snorted, "Changed, my boot. You're still younger than me squirt, and my answer is still no."
Sam sighed deeply, thinking hard with himself.
"Maybe if I could....THAT'S IT!!"
"WHAT?!" screamed Peorth as Sam stopped her again.
Sam jerked his head up, giving her the most horrid sad-puppy-dog look that can ever be recorded in history. Peorth promptly screamed and ran for her life in the opposite direction, leaving a trail of dust behind her.
"Curses, curses, curses, CURSES!" Sam cursed.
"Lost again, Sammy?"
Sam turned to see Lance, standing behind him with a smirk on his face and in his working clothes. Although, very tired...
Sam crossed his arms and snorted. "What's it to you, Nacho Nerd?"
Lance chuckled, "Oh nothing. Sometimes it's just amusing since you ALWAYS go after her."
"I find it amusing how you got Shinobu pregnant! Were you really drunk or are you just some perverted monster?" Sam snarled in defense.
He barely had time to laugh before he got smacked down by a piece of thick wood, right on the head. As he fell, Silver walked up with a wide smirk on her face.
"I beat you to it again." Lance grinned,
"Thanks, Silver. I trust you and the boys can find something to do with him?"
Silver laughed, "You know we will. What should it be this time? Tie him against the Tokyo U. Clock tower until morning, or have him sleep next to the tar?"
"I think you can do better than that...yawwwn...my friend." Silver frowned,
"I think you should get back to the hotel, Lancey. You've been working too hard today."
"Yeah, I think I will, thanks." Lance smiled and walked toward the campus to get changed.
"And don't worry," Silver called after him, "I'll find something for Sam!"
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Midnight in Tokyo. Some say that you can't tell the difference between day and night in the downtown district, given the large amount of lights, sights and people. While others on the more peaceful side spend their nights quiet and calm, the thousands still remaining let go all of their energy in clubs, bars and events.
At the hotel, the T2M Clan take their valuable time off to catch a nice, long sleep. More than half were working extra hard with the concert, thanks to some "minor" problems that rose without expectation. Crew harrasment, cement spills, a late arrival of supplies, and an unexpected visit from Talon. Needless to say, the clan really needed some sleep time.
Enter a dark and mysterious shadow seething through a closed window as if it wasn't there. The shadow floated silently still, surveying the room it entered. The room was lit brightly with a lamp from a bedside table, illuminating the surroundings of the room. The single bed was occupied by a teenager, who was soundly sleeping with a set of work clothes still on.
The shadow turned into mist and slithered toward the boy. A wave of it's black matter flowed through the lamp, immediately shorting it and causing the light disappear. All was now eerily dark, a sense of danger lingering through the far corners of the room. The mist floated to the sleeping boy, hovering just inches from his face. Then the boy inhaled, allowing the mist to enter through his body in a matter of seconds.
Lance had no idea what would soon happen to him.
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"Lance-kun..."
In his dream, Lance Waymire lifted himself off the ground of the green, lush grass beneath him. He was in a beautiful riverside, with green trees, clear blue water, and singing birds. He looked to see Shinobu sitting peacefully on a blanket near the water, placing food on it and causing quite a leap in Lance's stomach.
"That smells good, Shinobu!"
She giggled at his compliment, and beckoned him over. A dumb smile across his face, Lance did as he was told and sat next to Shinobu, reaching for the large plate of home-cooked nachos.
Suddenly flames bursted out of nowhere, engulfing the trees and grass around them. The sky turned a mix of red and black, casting a dark shadow over the once scenic riverbed. As Lance stared at the horror surrounding him so suddenly, Shinobu smirked with a trace of evil in her tone. Her eyes bulged, turning into a deep, blood red color and sprouting fangs. Lance gasped, backing away from the girl he once knew.
"Please let this be just a nightmare...."
But the sky still blackened and the fires stilled roared. He felt a sharp jab of pain as Shinobu scratched his arm, creating a deep gash. The bizarre thing was, he had felt it.
"If this is a dream....why can't I wake up?!"
********
Meanwhile, at the empty half-built stage....
"Be careful with him, Heero. He may be an ass, but he's still my brother."
"Yes, Oh Semi-Fearless Leaderess..."
Silver shot him a glare that would shut any brave man up, and continued to move through the large piles of wood and cement blocks.
Following closely behind were Heero Yui and Duo Maxwell, carrying the still very unconscious Samuel in their arms. Wu Fei followed, making sure no one was watching or following them. What they had to do must be strictly confidential.
Well, until the following morning.
The group stopped at the elevator lift, making room for Wu Fei to pull them up. He closed the steeled fence and pulled a switch, allowing the lift to drag them up the left side of the stage. Once they stopped at the very top, Silver flipped on her flashlight and held it straight in front of her.
The very top of the stage had only one way to get to the other side, and that was a six-foot wide steel catwalk that was laid across straight down the middle. Silver was supposed to have the lights placed on this catwalk today, but lost track of time thanks to a small "occurance" between her and Kaolla Su with Sarah McDougal. For once, she was glad she hadn't done so yet. Now would be the only chance she had to pull this off.
The flashlight stopped at a figure standing in the middle of the catwalk, revealing itself as Trowa Barton with a bag slung over his shoulder. He grinned and waved them over.
"You got the kid?" he asked as they stopped in front of him.
"You got the stuff?" Silver asked back, inclining her head towards the bag.
Trowa grinned and nodded his head. He let the bag down and dug his hand in. He pulled back out a bright pink wig about shoulder length.
Silver cackled evilly. Heero cackled with her. Trowa cackled with the both of them. Duo cackled so loud he made everyone else cover their ears.
Wu Fei slapped Duo across the head.
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NEXT TIME: The clan discovers a new evil that plagues them, and Talon accounts his day aboard the Peradventure before it completely shut down. Meanwhile, Sam finds out he had been humiliated like he never was before, and a single thought "dangles" in his head...
Hmm.... maybe I'll go with the T2M vs. Justice League/Marvel individual fights as the next plot on the story. What do you think?
As always, R/R please!
NachoManLance
Disclaimer: If I had a nickel every time I said I didn't own anything.....
NEWS: The plot thickens! Just what was that strange shadow lurking in the beginning of the story? How did the Peradventure undergo an extreme shutdown? And what did Sam do this time?! Read and you'll know!
***************
"Come on Peorth, just one night..."
"DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF, SAMUEL!!"
Late one evening at the T4M construction site, the British Dragon once again had managed to stalk the Goddess of the Roses back to her old job, building the stage. But to Sam's disappointment, she still wasn't approval of him. Well, not like that's a shock..
"But I've changed, Peorth!" Sam protested, "Please give me another chance!"
Peorth snorted, "Changed, my boot. You're still younger than me squirt, and my answer is still no."
Sam sighed deeply, thinking hard with himself.
"Maybe if I could....THAT'S IT!!"
"WHAT?!" screamed Peorth as Sam stopped her again.
Sam jerked his head up, giving her the most horrid sad-puppy-dog look that can ever be recorded in history. Peorth promptly screamed and ran for her life in the opposite direction, leaving a trail of dust behind her.
"Curses, curses, curses, CURSES!" Sam cursed.
"Lost again, Sammy?"
Sam turned to see Lance, standing behind him with a smirk on his face and in his working clothes. Although, very tired...
Sam crossed his arms and snorted. "What's it to you, Nacho Nerd?"
Lance chuckled, "Oh nothing. Sometimes it's just amusing since you ALWAYS go after her."
"I find it amusing how you got Shinobu pregnant! Were you really drunk or are you just some perverted monster?" Sam snarled in defense.
He barely had time to laugh before he got smacked down by a piece of thick wood, right on the head. As he fell, Silver walked up with a wide smirk on her face.
"I beat you to it again." Lance grinned,
"Thanks, Silver. I trust you and the boys can find something to do with him?"
Silver laughed, "You know we will. What should it be this time? Tie him against the Tokyo U. Clock tower until morning, or have him sleep next to the tar?"
"I think you can do better than that...yawwwn...my friend." Silver frowned,
"I think you should get back to the hotel, Lancey. You've been working too hard today."
"Yeah, I think I will, thanks." Lance smiled and walked toward the campus to get changed.
"And don't worry," Silver called after him, "I'll find something for Sam!"
********
Midnight in Tokyo. Some say that you can't tell the difference between day and night in the downtown district, given the large amount of lights, sights and people. While others on the more peaceful side spend their nights quiet and calm, the thousands still remaining let go all of their energy in clubs, bars and events.
At the hotel, the T2M Clan take their valuable time off to catch a nice, long sleep. More than half were working extra hard with the concert, thanks to some "minor" problems that rose without expectation. Crew harrasment, cement spills, a late arrival of supplies, and an unexpected visit from Talon. Needless to say, the clan really needed some sleep time.
Enter a dark and mysterious shadow seething through a closed window as if it wasn't there. The shadow floated silently still, surveying the room it entered. The room was lit brightly with a lamp from a bedside table, illuminating the surroundings of the room. The single bed was occupied by a teenager, who was soundly sleeping with a set of work clothes still on.
The shadow turned into mist and slithered toward the boy. A wave of it's black matter flowed through the lamp, immediately shorting it and causing the light disappear. All was now eerily dark, a sense of danger lingering through the far corners of the room. The mist floated to the sleeping boy, hovering just inches from his face. Then the boy inhaled, allowing the mist to enter through his body in a matter of seconds.
Lance had no idea what would soon happen to him.
********
"Lance-kun..."
In his dream, Lance Waymire lifted himself off the ground of the green, lush grass beneath him. He was in a beautiful riverside, with green trees, clear blue water, and singing birds. He looked to see Shinobu sitting peacefully on a blanket near the water, placing food on it and causing quite a leap in Lance's stomach.
"That smells good, Shinobu!"
She giggled at his compliment, and beckoned him over. A dumb smile across his face, Lance did as he was told and sat next to Shinobu, reaching for the large plate of home-cooked nachos.
Suddenly flames bursted out of nowhere, engulfing the trees and grass around them. The sky turned a mix of red and black, casting a dark shadow over the once scenic riverbed. As Lance stared at the horror surrounding him so suddenly, Shinobu smirked with a trace of evil in her tone. Her eyes bulged, turning into a deep, blood red color and sprouting fangs. Lance gasped, backing away from the girl he once knew.
"Please let this be just a nightmare...."
But the sky still blackened and the fires stilled roared. He felt a sharp jab of pain as Shinobu scratched his arm, creating a deep gash. The bizarre thing was, he had felt it.
"If this is a dream....why can't I wake up?!"
********
Meanwhile, at the empty half-built stage....
"Be careful with him, Heero. He may be an ass, but he's still my brother."
"Yes, Oh Semi-Fearless Leaderess..."
Silver shot him a glare that would shut any brave man up, and continued to move through the large piles of wood and cement blocks.
Following closely behind were Heero Yui and Duo Maxwell, carrying the still very unconscious Samuel in their arms. Wu Fei followed, making sure no one was watching or following them. What they had to do must be strictly confidential.
Well, until the following morning.
The group stopped at the elevator lift, making room for Wu Fei to pull them up. He closed the steeled fence and pulled a switch, allowing the lift to drag them up the left side of the stage. Once they stopped at the very top, Silver flipped on her flashlight and held it straight in front of her.
The very top of the stage had only one way to get to the other side, and that was a six-foot wide steel catwalk that was laid across straight down the middle. Silver was supposed to have the lights placed on this catwalk today, but lost track of time thanks to a small "occurance" between her and Kaolla Su with Sarah McDougal. For once, she was glad she hadn't done so yet. Now would be the only chance she had to pull this off.
The flashlight stopped at a figure standing in the middle of the catwalk, revealing itself as Trowa Barton with a bag slung over his shoulder. He grinned and waved them over.
"You got the kid?" he asked as they stopped in front of him.
"You got the stuff?" Silver asked back, inclining her head towards the bag.
Trowa grinned and nodded his head. He let the bag down and dug his hand in. He pulled back out a bright pink wig about shoulder length.
Silver cackled evilly. Heero cackled with her. Trowa cackled with the both of them. Duo cackled so loud he made everyone else cover their ears.
Wu Fei slapped Duo across the head.
************
NEXT TIME: The clan discovers a new evil that plagues them, and Talon accounts his day aboard the Peradventure before it completely shut down. Meanwhile, Sam finds out he had been humiliated like he never was before, and a single thought "dangles" in his head...
Hmm.... maybe I'll go with the T2M vs. Justice League/Marvel individual fights as the next plot on the story. What do you think?
As always, R/R please!