Just a sad story I thought up.

It was late Noodle, 2d and Russle were mourning over Mudds going to war.

"Why did he go?" Noodle softly asked as 2d held her tight tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I ...I dun know love"

"He'll be fine I bet" Russle said trying to cheer her up "it's not like he's dead or anything"

"Russ" 2d growled

"dead?" noodle looked up at them "he could die I didn't think of that" she cried harder

"come on love it's past your bedtime" 2d said getting up holding her in his arms he carried her up to room bridal style.

"g'night love sweet dreams" he said tucking her in he gently kissed her forehead.

That night Noodle had nightmares terrible ones at that.

Dream

"I gotta go noods I'm sorry" Mudds was on his knees holding her shoulders forcing her to look into his eyes

"no" she whispered her head drooped"you can't you can't go mudds no" tears ran down her cheeks as she watched him rise up off the ground and turn to leave.

"no" she was about to start running after him but was held back by Russle.

"stay safe" Russle called after mudds

"yer come back alive mudds" 2d said not really noticing the crying Noodle.

"I will you tossers stay outta me winne yers hear?"

"whatever mudds"

"I love you noods" he called back just before he got in the army jeep.

She watched as it drove off in to the distant horizen tears came to her eyes as she saw him wave goodbye to her as he did this he mouthed something to her that looked like I love you. So she mouthed it back.

End of Dream

Noodle shot up in her bed tears poured from her eyes.

"2D SAN RUSSLE SAN MURDOC SAN" she screamed

Russle came running in followed by 2d

"noods what's wrong?" 2d asked full of worry.

"She had a nightmare smarts" Russle answered for her

"oh bout what?"

"M mmmurdoc San" her lowerlip tremble as she said his name.

"oh love come 'ere" 2d said spreading out his arms he gently wrapped them around her and pulled her closer.

Months passed by and no word from Mudds. Then the worst day in history happened to Gorillaz one they wouldn't have ever ecspected. Message from U.K. army base training camp no.38 was what the address on the letter read here's what it said.

Dear, Gorillaz terrible news from Iraq one of our tanks was completely destroyed in a roadside bombing. There are no survivors the reason for this letter is to inform you that your bass player Murdoc Jacob Niccals was on board that tank we are terribly sorry for your loss.

Sincerely: U.K. Army Base camp no.36

Russle read allowed to his remaining bandmates that sat with horror stricken faces.

"dead" was all noodle could say.

Well there it is hope ya liked it please review.