Chapter 3: Dancing With The Devil.
Two weeks had passed. Everyone was at home, more namely, Kagome's house. It was 11:00 and everyone was tierd. Inuyasha, Sango, and Miroku all slept in the same room. An hour passed and everybody was asleep, except for Sango.
"What?" Sango turned as she heard a rock hit the window. She looked outside only to see the boy. The one with red eyes.
She saw himmotion for her to come down. Sango decided it was best to just go back to bed. As she turned back to her bed a rock shattered the window and pelted her in the head making it bleed. Out of sheer anger, the demon slayer climbed out the window and down the house. When she made it to the bottom she walked right over to him and swung her fist in the direction of his face. The boy dodged it and grabbed her hand. Sango tried to pull away but couldn't. After 1 minute of running, Sango found herself in a car.
"Who are you, where are you taking me, and for what purpose?" Sango demanded.
"Tye, a club, and because you need to loosen up." he answered calmly while starting the car.
"What the?!" the slayer was beginning to get angry.
"No more questions." Tye orded.
"Who do you think you are?!! Some ladies man?!!!!! Well, your worse than Mioku!!!! And what kind of a name is Tye??!!!!! I mean, Tye?????!!!! What country are you from?!!!!" and she went on, but no one heard, considering the only one there was Tye and he was only concentrating on the road.
When he stopped the car, Sango looked up at a building so plain it wasn't even funny. Little did she know that when she teppend through the threshold, it would be like entering a whole different world. Once they were inside, all Sango could see was a huge mass of people all dressed in black. There seemed to be a strange smell lurking through every inch of the "Joint" as Tye called it. After 15 minutes, her mind began to haze, but she recognized a voice coming from the front of the room. As she turned she saw a familiar figure standing in stage who seemed to be doing an impression of Marilyn Manson?!!
Tye sings
Nothing suffocates you more than a passing of everyday human events
Isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath into survive
I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
And when we were good
you just closed your eyes
So when we are bad
we'll scar your mind
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight
We'll never grow up to be a big-rock-star-celebrated-victim-of-your-fame
They'll just cut our wrists like cheap coupons and say that death was on sale today
And when we were good
you just closed your eyes
so when we are bad
we'll scar you mind
I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of million is just a statistic
I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
repeat
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight
Tye stops singing
'Huh?' thought Sango. That was the most disturbing music she had ever heard, but the scary part was that she liked it.
"Hey!" she heard Tye yell from the stage, but Sango wasn't in the right mind and only heard "ey!"
Even though she was really high, she managed to make her way to the exit door. Tye caught her though and led her right back into the depths of what he called a club.
Author's Note: Sorry about the Marilyn Manson. I just had to spread the darkness of Marilyn Manson.My FAVORITE group Please review. The feedback really helped me to continue.
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