A/n this chapter has also been split up into two parts! hope you've enjoyed it so far! please review (no flames! [evil glare] because you dont want me to get mad then decide to take down the story! mwahahaha! The power is mine!! [sweat drop] err..dont mind me...lack of sleep hehe...

Chapter 3 Part 1

Prepare For Battle: Grouping of Bandies Army!!

While we were grouping behind our pit instruments, the sprinklers kept on watering EVERYTHING. Which proved to be a real problem, because the EVIL metronomes were using the "contaminated" water to refuel and get stronger! ((Epps! Why do these kind of things only happen in small towns in the middle of nowhere?…strange!)) Oddly enough, the chemicals only had effect on the metronomes, and nothing else? ((You'd think anything not living would start to come alive! To bad our instruments didn't! Then we'd have allies!…well, I think they'd be on our side! Anyways...))

"Uh….Amy?" said a fellow flute.

"Yes Bree, what is it?"

"Now that we have the metronomes attacking us, this water seems to be the source of their animation, it started to rain, there seems to be some sort of barrier that popped up out of no where, so there's no way out, we're trapped here with only our instruments, which seem to be in an unlimited supply for some odd reason, somehow we've ended up on our other practice field by the school, and you seem to have taken charge….um, WHAT DO WE DO!? WHAT DO WE DO!? WHAT SHOULD WE DO!??" ((well at least we have an unlimited supply of instruments/weapons...[nervous laugh/sweat drop] ))

"Uh…I don't know! I'm only a sophomore flute! Where's Mr. Boomer?"

"Um…see, there's also that slight problem....." replied Felix, a Jr. trumpet player.

"What? What problem??"

"In the midst of us running for our lives and then coming behind here to save our behinds…well, our director and field commanders were captured by the metronomes!" he nervously replied.

"Ack! You've got to be kidding! They've already taken hostages?"

"Yup" was the chorus of bandies to my remark.

"Oh boy, now what!" ((Why'd they choose me as the "leader"?? I'm no leader! I can barely walk!! Let alone take charge of an "army" of bandies! Ack! This is going to be a toughie!!)) "Well, I guess you all put me in charge?" [heads nod] "OK well first, we're going to need to appoint everyone positions! Get ammunition, formulate a plan, and have a roll call! Everyone, get your instruments for roll call!"

"Yes sir!" [gives the guys who said that evil look] "uh….I mean, YES MA'AM!" ((Oyi! This is going to be rough!...))

"Aright I need freshman, juniors, sophomores, and seniors to split up in your own class, regardless of what instrument you play! Then in each class order yourselves in "Sectionals", from there we'll sort you out! Ok let's go!"

Meanwhile behind the metronome blockade….

"…..beepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeep

beepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeep

beeeeeeeeep!"

{Translation} - "…..We're clearly the 'superior' race! We can take over those puny bandies! After that we will move on and take over the whole world! We shall make it our own world, and convert everyone into metronomeians! To long have our people suffered their torment! The time is now to break free and have our victory! We've already captured the directors! NOW VICTORY SHALL BE OURS!"

"beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep" [sound of cheering from metronomes]

"…What did they just say?" Mr. Boomer quietly asked Drew and Genial.

"We have no clue!" they both said

"This could get ugly though, by the looks of things," said Genial

"Yeah, she's right! Look at them!"

"We better keep our guards up…."

"Um, Mr. B" Genial said

"What?"

"We kidna CAN'T go anywhere, seeing as they have us tied up with electrical tape, and ropes, and put us in a cage made of the toughest stands possible! And I don't see escape as being THAT easy…"

Seeming to just realize, or remember, that, Mr. Boomer replied, "Oh…good point [heavy sigh] guess all we can do is hope our band kids can pull through"

"We'll be praying and directing for them, sir! Don't worry!" said Drew

"Right!" added Genial

"That's good to know, that's good to know! Because we're going to need all the help we can get!"

Back at the pit instruments "base"…

"….alright everyone settled? I guess you all appointed me General of the Army [sighs] So listen up to each of your ranks! ((ok deep breath you can do this...I hope..)) Seniors are the Lieutenant generals of each section! Your job is to help organize your sections into top shape, command them, under mostly my orders, in battle, and provide them with their needed supplies. Each section shall follow their orders, too!"

"Yes ma'm!" replied all the seniors.

"Juniors are the Majors! You are ranked bellow the Seniors! Your job is to help the Seniors formulate battle plans, and help them carry those plans out!" To this all the juniors said yes, and nodded their heads.

"Sophomores you are our Captains! Your job is to once again FOLLOW ORDERS and help lead us in battle! This is where your leadership capabilities must shine and show strong!" at this the sophomores broke out in cheers. ((of course that's partly because I AM a sophomore! haha and we do rock....ok little to much boasting I know [sighs] ))

"And freshmen, you are our privates! Since you are new to our army it is your job to learn the ropes around here! So respect your higher ranking officers and follow their instructions! Got it!?" ((yeah I know redundant...but hey what can I say? And I guess having a brother in the Army does pay off sometimes lol...))

"Yes General Amy!" they all shouted in awe. ((ooo maybe this whole "leadership" stuff isn't so bad after all...mwahaha...I have them under my control! my band army! FEAR US! hehe...sorry couldn't help myself [halo] ))

"We all must be ready for the toughest battle of our lives!" ((wow! I didn't know I was this good at leadership! Awesome!…uh wait I should be serious now! This is no laughing matter puts on serious face)) "you know what each of your sections jobs are too, so lets group and come up with a plan….I hope!" I finished off.

"Um, isn't that your job?" said Kelly, a bassoonist/guard member, and one of my best friends.

"Oh, um, yeah, but…IM ONLY A SOPHOMORE!! Besides it's better to plan with more than one head…[nervous laughter]"

A/N wooo revised and better...I hope! lol....hope you enjoy! please review!