Disclaimer: I still don't own Ed, Edd, n' Eddy nor do I have anything to do with Pantera, Metallica, any other band I mention in this chapter. I also don't own the songs "Heresy" by Pantera, "Helpless" by Diamond Head, and "Battery" by Metallica.

Claimer: I do own the character, Christian, though.

Belgie here, with yet another installment of "Edtallica." The POV changes in this chapter from Christian to Eddy and the Eds, just so you know.

This chapter is dedicated to "Dimebag" Darrell Abbott and other innocent souls that were taken in the Damageplan concert shooting on Wednesday, December 8th, 2004.

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Chapter 4: Completion

Christian's eyes snapped open that morning. He didn't care that it was only 10:00; he wanted to get a head start on the day of his "rebirth". He threw on a faded pair of black jeans and a Pantera t-shirt, then picked up his jet-black Fender bass and began to think of what songs he should play at his audition.

Christian was going to audition for both the lead singer and bassist openings, so he'd have to pick songs that would show off his singing capabilities as well as his bass playing. He was confident that he could sing just as good as he could play bass, after all, he got to sing backing vocals with Van Helsing on a few songs when he was still in Iron Fist.

The Canadian decided to test his singing abilities by screeching the chorus of "Heresy" by Pantera. He cleared his throat and tried to scream the words to the best of his ability.

No more judgment day

Only tranquility

Peace signs, Protest lines

Mean nothing to me…

Honesty

Born in me…

Heresy-y!

'It was a little shaky, but still good. ' He thought reassuringly. After deciding "Heresy" was a little too much for him to sing, he played a few Metallica and Diamond Head songs, finding them much easier on his voice.

He decided to play "Helpless" by Diamond Head, "Overkill" by Motorhead, and "Battery" by Metallica for the audition. The Canadian slumped onto his ripped, worn couch, his eyes falling on the sign again.

"Edtallica, eh?" Christian said, looking at the three assorted metal heads in the picture. They looked like the kind of people he'd hang around with; hopefully they were as good a band as they described themselves in their ad. The wall clock chimed three times. 'Better get, goin'…" Christian thought. He left his apartment and walked to his pickup. The car sputtered to start as he started his drive to the address from the sign.

"This is gonna take forever Double D…" Eddy griped.

"C'mon Eddy, be patient, Cliff never said that getting a bassist and a singer would be easy, did he?" Edd replied.

The Metal Eds had spent three hours readying Ed's basement for the auditions, which included cleaning the junk and grime from the floor as well as making signs that directed the musicians to the basement. They finished cleaning just in time to open up the auditions at 3:00, which was a very eventful two hours ago.

"Yeah, but he didn't say that the whole damn cul-de-sac would show up, either!" Eddy snapped, "We had to sit through literally everybody Double D!"

"Very true, but they're also the only people who've auditioned! Since there's no sign of anybody else coming, let's decide who we liked best." Edd declared.

"More like who we hated least…" Eddy muttered.

Eddy looked to Ed, who was lazily strumming his white Fender Stratocaster.

"Hey Mullet! You've got the list, who do we refuse first?" Eddy asked Ed.

Ed looked at Eddy blankly for a few minutes then picked up the list. "Uh… Nazz is on first, Eddy!"

"Pfft. There's an obvious no…" Eddy snorted.

"Why? She has a nice voice…" Edd stated.

"That's exactly why, she has a nice voice, and we're trying to complete Edtallica, not make a hybrid Ashlee Simpson band! Not only that, Ms. Cheerleading captain/ four-year-in-a-row prom queen is about the least metal person ever. And don't forget we all got girlfriends who most certainly won't approve. Therefore, Nazz is out." Eddy concluded.

"Gotcha Eddy!" Ed proclaimed as he slashed Nazz's name off the list with a large red marker.

"Uh… Rolf's next!"

"To folksy, he was playing an accordion, for God's sake!" Eddy said.

"Johnny?"

"Baldy couldn't sing for shit, not to mention he's too young and he still takes advice from Plank…" Eddy stated.

"Kevin?"

"He's Kevin, Ed. Gimme that list there, Mullet." Eddy said, taking the list from Ed.

Eddy went through the list, frantically scratching off every name.

"It's official, everybody sucks!" Eddy moaned, throwing the list in the air, "Why don't we just give up?"

Eddy was about to rant further, but was interrupted by the doorbell.

"ED! GET THE DOOR!" Sarah shrieked from upstairs.

Ed let out an angered sigh as he left his perch and walked up the stairs.

"I'll be back, guys…" he said.

A few minutes later, Ed came bolting down the stairs, laughing his usual simple laugh.

"It was a guy with a bass, Eddy!" Ed proclaimed happily.

"You serious?" Eddy said, snapping out of his rant.

"Uh-huh!"

"Then by all means, send him in, Ed." Edd replied.

"C'mon in, dude!" Ed called up the stairs.

A tall, skinny, blonde guy with a black bass strapped over his shoulder walked into the room.

"Uh, hey guys, sorry I'm late, I had to drive across the Canadian border to get here, which was a bitch traffic wise, then I got lost." The bassist said.

"That's ok, we're going to ask some questions before you begin your audition." Edd said.

"What's your name?" Ed asked

"Christian St. Denis."

"How old are you?" Eddy asked.

"18."

"And you're from Canada, you say?" Edd asked.

"Oh yeah, born, raised, and live today in Toronto, Ontario." Christian said happily.

"You auditioning for bass?" Eddy asked.

"I'm auditioning for both bass and vocals if that's ok with you guys." He answered, "Can I start now?"

"Yeah, sure man, go ahead."

"Ok, first I'm going to play 'Helpless' by Diamond Head." The Canuck responded.

Christian began to play the song as the Eds watched, listened, and banged their heads. Christian's voice sounded like a mixture of early James Hetfield and Axl Rose, Eddy thought. His bass playing was extremely skilled as well, and he was even using his fingers instead of pick! Eddy was immediately impressed.

After Christian finished his songs, all three Eds stood and cheered loudly.

"So, whaddya think, boys?" Christian panted.

"I say you're in the fucking band! Welcome to Edtallica!" Eddy exclaimed.

"Y-you serious?" Christian asked. Never in his musical career had he been invited into a band this quickly.

"Hell yeah, I think I speak for Double D and Ed when I say you're the best we've had all day." Eddy replied.

"Yeah! You rocked!" Ed yelled.

"It was very impressive indeed!" Edd clapped.

The Eds greeted their new band mate with many high-fives and handshakes and gave him their practice schedule before he left.

Christian walked out of the dingy basement, still grinning broadly. His day of rebirth had been great! He then drove north back to his apartment. Iron Fist was behind him now, and he was looking to a hopefully bright and successful future in Edtallica.

Eddy went to bed early that night, happy that Edtallica was finally ready to rock, and rock hard.

"Dad may as well admit defeat now." Eddy mumbled before drifting off to sleep.

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A/N: Chapter 4 ought to tide you over while I write the next chapter. Sorry if it was a little boring. Oh yeah, and sorry about the typos in the last chapter, it won't happen again, hopefully.