Disclaimer: I do not own POTO, Hang 'em High by MCR, or I Caught Fire by The Used, but I do own Dark Angel! My song! Mine! So please, don't take it from me!
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They entered Rafter's, Erik leaving her at the entrance, and Christine looked around. She had been there once before for the first concert, but it seemed so much different since she was performing tonight. It was a rather small place, with a little room off to the side with tables and sofas filled with teenagers chatting away, anticipating the concert. Another band was performing after they were, so unfortunately, it wasn't all for them. She spotted Meg, wearing a dark pair of jeans, black converses, and a My Chemical Romance shirt, at one of the tables, playing cards with some people Christine didn't know. Meg looked up and noticed Christine.
"Christine! You look awesome!" Meg squealed excitedly, "I'm so excited for the concert! Mask and Black Rose is going to rock tonight!"
She emphasized her point by doing the "rock on!" sign very enthusiastically and jumping up and down, earning stares from the more self conscience people in attendance. Meg paid no attention, but looked curiously at Christine.
"Are you ok?" she questioned, tilting her head making her long brown hair with blue highlights swoosh to the side.
Christine gave a sigh and pulled Meg to a table in a corner away from the happy teenagers. She stared at the table, boring a hole in it with her eyes.
"I tried to take off Erik's mask," she said softly, looking up at Meg.
The brunette's eyes widened.
"What happened?" she said, obviously very curious.
Christine put her head in her glove clad hand.
"He stopped me before I could…" she sighed and fiddled with the hem of her plaid skirt.
"Do you think he's mad?" Meg asked, trying to look into Christine's eyes.
"No, I think he's more…disappointed…" Christine sighed again, looking sadly at Meg, "What should I do?"
Meg gave her a confident smile and stood her up.
"You are going to march in there and make him see that you're not some dumb used-to-be blond!"
Christine cupped her chin in a thoughtful way, thinking how she would make it up to him. Suddenly a thought struck her.
"I've got it!" she said throwing up her hands in victory, "It's perfect!"
Christine then let her everlasting energy for random dancing out and began doing a jig. Meg joined in, even though she had no idea what Christine was up to. This continued for a while. They finally unlocked their arms and stopped spinning around, and Meg voiced her question.
"So, what are we getting so excited for?"
Christine grinned mischievously.
"You'll see!" She bounded off in search of Erik and left Meg to argue over a card game again.
Christine skipped into the main room, which was very dark, and scanned the crowd, already situating themselves in front of the stage. She caught sight of his mask and ran over to him.
Erik looked up in time to see a fleeting image of Christine before she practically pounced on him.
"Umm…Christine?" he said a little strained, "I can't breathe…"
She let go of him, blushing a little, and looked up at him. The sounds of around them seemed to disappear as she wordlessly reached her hand up to his mask again. It pained her to see him flinch when she ran her hand down the silk, but she smiled understandingly and stood on tip toe to whisper in his ear.
"Erik," she said just loud enough for him to hear, "when you want to show me what is underneath the mask, I will be there for you. Until then, I'll mind my own business and respect yours."
She pulled back to look at what expression would be on the unmasked side of his face. It was one of gratitude.
"Thank you," he whispered softly, leaning in to kiss her.
The kiss was cut short by the announcement that they were to go on. She smiled excitedly at him and jumped onto the small, carpeted stage, where Andre and Devon were setting up the instruments. The only light in the room was coming from the stage so she had a better idea of how many people where in the crowd.
'A lot more people than I imagined…' she thought, squinting from the bright lights.
"MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!"
She looked towards the direction of where the yell had come from and saw Meg pushing her way to the front, making many of the members of the audience slightly disgruntled.
'Meg…it's not that big of a deal…' she thought shaking her head as Meg waved her arms excitedly.
She turned around to see if they were ready to start when she noticed Devon. He was very obviously looking her up and down, pausing at her chest. When he made it up to her face, she gave him a sweet smile and made several rude gestures in his direction.
She smiled smugly as he rolled his eyes and finished tuning his Bass guitar.
"Bastard…"
She remembered the second part of her plan and walked to the back of the stage, careful not to trip on any cords, and made her way to Andre. He was calmly setting up his drum set, complete with a homemade computer logo cover of Mask and Black Rose. He looked up when she was standing in front of him.
"What can I do for you, oh leading Dudette?" he asked graciously.
Christine rolled her eyes and laughed.
"Well, I know we had a certain line up, but I was wondering if we could play something else…"
She pulled a piece of music from her pocket and handed it to him. He looked at the title curiously.
"Did you write this?" he asked, reading it over.
"Yep!" she said, proudly, "Erik's been helping me with the music. I wrote the lyrics though."
Andre looked thoughtfully at the ground.
"Well, I'm sure I could get it, and since Erik wrote the music, he'll be able to play it. Devon doesn't…but screw him, there doesn't seem to be much to his part anyway."
Christine clapped her hands together and smiled.
"So, we can?" she asked excitedly.
Andre stood up and gave a bow that could rival Erik's.
"Anything my Dudette desires!"
She hugged him and rushed over to Erik. She handed him a copy from her pocket and smiled at him. His eyes widened upon reading the title.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked, making sure that she was confident about performing her work.
"Yes," she said, kissing him on the cheek.
She walked back to the microphone and nervously cleared her throat. Public speaking was not her strong point.
"Hello…" she said waiting for the buzzing crowd to shut up, "I'm Christine Day, the new lead for Mask and Black Rose, and thank you for coming to see us!"
The crowd cheered as they waited for the band to begin.
"So, our first number is called Dark Angel and was written by me and," she said with a glance at Erik, "I would like to dedicate it to someone very special, so please don't throw things at me if it sucks!"
She laughed nervously as Erik started to play the opening and breathed deeply in and out as she waited for her cue. She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to give Devon his copy of the music and frantically wadded it up and threw it at him and laughed as it hit him smack in the forehead. Christine ignored his curse at her and began to sing.
The light is coming over me,
It makes it so hard to breathe.
Oh won't you take me away from this shit,
Down to the darkness and into the pit.
Dark angel, oh dark angel,
Please come and set me free.
Dark angel, my dark angel,
I feel you close to me.
She closed her eyes and listened to the music she knew so well. Her nervousness disappeared as she forgot about the crowd. She was only with Erik, and he was her dark angel.
True Hell comes in a white Subaru,
Driven by the one I thought I loved.
Weakness and deceit are all he knows,
I hope he dies alone.
I walk down the street, people rushing past,
I walk the other way.
All I see is light, it's smothering me,
I curse the creatures of day.
Dark angel, oh dark angel,
Please come and set me free.
Dark angel, my dark angel,
I need you next to me…
Her voice crescendo into a stream of scales, echoing Erik's melodic guitar solo. She began to lose track of reality and opened her eyes to look at Erik. His face seemed to represent her feelings as he too appeared lost in the music. They locked eyes and looked passionately at each other. She smiled and mouthed, it's all for you, just before she finished the song, eyes still locked with Erik's, singing the words that came straight from her soul.
Dark angel, my dark angel,
I hear you in my dreams.
Dark angel, dear dark angel,
Rip the light out by the seams.
Dark angel, my dark angel,
Make my song take flight.
Dark angel, love dark angel,
I surrender to the night.
The song ended to tumultuous applause, but neither Erik nor Christine heard any of it, still gazing at each other. Christine was brought back to reality, however, by Meg's loud screaming of her name. She smiled at Erik and turned around to face the crowd.
"Okay, so our next song is Hang 'em High by My Chemical Romance!" she turned around to Erik again who nodded and started to play.
Christine closed her eyes and smiled as she listened to Erik playing the western sounding intro. She didn't know why, but this was one of her favorite MCR songs. She opened her eyes and began scream/singing into the microphone.
Wait until it fades to black
Ride into the sunset
Would I lie to you?
Well, I've got something to say
Grab your six-gun from your back
Throttle the ignition
Would I die for you?
Well here's your answer in spades
Shotgun sinners
Wild eyed jokers
Got you in my sights
Gun it while I'm holding on
After all is said and done
Climb out from the pine box
Well I'm asking you
'Cause she's got nothing to say
The angels just cut out her tongue
Call her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain
Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm holding on
But don't stop if I fall
And don't look back
Oh baby don't stop
Bury me and fade to black
The crowd was getting very into the song, (they even started a small mosh pit!), and Christine reveled in the knowledge that Mask and Black Rose was responsible for it. She joined in their energy and began to dance along with the music and lyrics.
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
So get your gun and meet me by the door
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She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
So baby...
Don't stop if I fall
And don't look back
Oh baby don't stop
Bury me and fade to black
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Christine completely lost her normal quiet exterior and at the end of the song and jumped into the crowd. It surprised those standing in the front row, but they thankfully caught her. The crowd screamed in delight at her actions and after a few moments of crowd surfing, they put her back on stage. Christine was flustered and grinning from ear to ear. She looked at Erik happily, who was laugh his head off.
"I think you like this a little too much!" he yelled over the din of noise.
She stuck her tongue out at him and blew him a kiss.
"Okay, this is our last song before the next band performs," she laughed as the audience groaned at her announcement, "and it is I Caught Fire by The Used."
She smiled again to Erik and he started the song.
Seemed to stop my breath
My head on your chest
Waiting to cave in from
The bottom of my...
Hear your voice again could we dim the sun
And wonder where we've been maybe you
And me
So kiss me like you did my heart stopped
Beating such a softer sin
(I'm melting, I'm melting)
In your eyes I lost my place
Could stay a while and I'm melting
In your eyes like my first time
That I caught fire just stay with me
Lay with me now
She kept her gaze on Erik as she realized how true the lyrics were to how she felt about him. Christine laughed and shook her head when she thought about what a sap she was becoming.
Never caught my breath
Every second I'm without you
I'm a mess ever know each other
Trust these words are stones
Why cuts aren't healing
Learning how to love, I'm melting
In your eyes I lost my place
Could stay a while and I'm melting
In your eyes like my first time
That I caught fire just stay with me
Lay with me stay with me lay with me now
Christine looked to the front row and caught eyes with Meg. Meg gave thumbs up and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at Andre. Christine turned slightly shocked to look at Andre, who returned the gesture.
'WTF! Andre and Meg!' she thought, laughing out loud.
You can stay and watch me fall
And of course I'll ask for help
Just stay with me now
We could take our HEADS off
Stay in bed just make love that's all
Just stay with me now
Christine shook her head and watched the crowd. They looked like they were having so much fun, just dancing and enjoying the moment.
I'm melting, I'm melting
In your eyes I lost my place
Could stay a while and I'm melting
In your eyes like my first time
That I caught fire just stay with me
Lay with me
In your eyes I lost my place
Could stay a while and I'm melting
In your eyes like my first time
That I caught fire just stay with me
Lay with me stay with me lay with me now
She looked to Erik again and smiled at him as she sang the last lines.
In your eyes lets sleep till the sun burns out
I'm melting in your eyes
In your eyes lets sleep till the sun burns out
I'm melting in your eyes
Christine smiled at the crowd as they gave their rather loud approval. She felt slightly sad that it was over, but knew that it was only the first of many performances.
"Thank you so much for coming!" she said confidently into the microphone, "Love and Peace!"
She gave a short bow and gave the love and peace sign. Just as she was making her way off the stage, Andre rushed to the microphone and made an announcement.
"Hey Dudes! Party at my house!" The crowd screamed in delight and caught him as he mimicked Christine and dove into the front row.
Christine laughed as she watched his progress, wondering if she looked that silly. Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist.
She jumped in surprise and little and was happy to see that it was Erik, smiling down at her.
"You sang beautifully," he whispered to her.
Christine turned around to face him and kiss him full on the lips and pulled away with a smile on her face.
"Thank you, I guess I did, well, as beautifully as one could for rock music," she laughed and Erik shrugged and nodded in agreement.
Andre had crowd-surfed all the way to the entrance when they finally put him down. He sprang to his feet exuberantly and yelled his announcement again before rushing out the door, most of the crowd following.
"What about his drum set?" Christine asked Erik as they watched the scene unfold.
"He's letting the other band use it," he answered, "although by the looks of it, not many people are going to stick around for their show."
His assumption was correct as the room practically emptied, except for Devon who was still on stage. The other band was starting to glare at Erik and Christine.
"I think we should go before they throw a hissy fit…" Christine said quietly to Erik as she noticed the other band's lead singer starting to yell at his fellow band members.
"I agree," Erik stated simply, collecting his guitar and putting it in its case.
They jumped off stage and walked past the other band, who continued to glare at them.
"Sorry," Erik said shrugging, "ain't no party like a Andre Kilgore party."
The lead singer looked ready to throw pointy objects at them so they speed up their pace, laughing loudly. They slowed down once they reached the parking lot at which Erik grabbed Christine's hand. She smiled happily to herself when they were interrupted.
It was Devon, guitar case in hand, running after them. Christine cursed to herself as they stopped and let him catch up to them.
"Hey Erik!" he called, panting slightly and setting his guitar case on the ground, "Andre told me to ask you if you would go and get your stereo for the party."
Erik raised his eyebrows at him.
"Why?" he asked shortly, "Andre has a stereo. A rather nice one at that."
Devon gave an exaggerated shrug.
"It's Andre," he said casually, "Probably broke it. So anyway, since you have to go all the way home, I'll go ahead and take Christine to the party."
Christine's eyes widened and her eyebrows rose drastically.
"No," she stated firmly to Erik, who looked at her a little confused at her refusal. He shrugged it off though and looked back to Devon, who was glaring at Christine.
"When did he tell you this?" Erik asked, a little suspiciously, noticing Devon's attitude towards Christine.
Devon looked back and forth between them. He realized that Erik wouldn't make Christine do something she didn't want to. He would have to wait.
"Whatever," he said, picking up his guitar case and stalking off to his car.
"Okay…" Erik said confused, looking after him, "That was weird."
Christine clenched her fists and said nothing.
"Well, let's just go to the party," He said, taking her hand again, "Like I said, ain't no party like an Andre Kilgore party."
There! A long chapter! The next one will probably be as long because of the par-tay! Well, I hope you liked it! Please review! Love and Peace! Kupo!