Hey all you crazyass fans out there, sorry it took so damn long to get a new chapter up, but I've been moving and I'm in college now, so I haven't had a lot of time.
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We were on our last song when it happened. I lost control again.
The drum I was currently playing on simply exploded at my touch, sending slivers of metal under my skin so that I cried out in pain. One of the twins noticed it, but I shoed them away with an impatient wave of my hand, saying that the show must go on.
Besides, I had plenty of other drums to make up for it.
I continued playing till the end of the show, droplets of my own blood flying with my flailing body as I gave it my all. When the show ended, Freddy came over to me, looking concerned. While the rest of the crew started to clean up to make way for the rookie bands, Ran came out onstage and gently nudged Freddy aside.
"What happened?" she asked, seeing the slivers of metal in me and the pieces of plastic that had become embedded in my skin. I was bleeding in several places, but oddly, it didn't really hurt.
The crowd was beginning to file out, even though the show wasn't technically over yet, and the scavengers in the crowd were still picking morosely through the debris lying about on the floor.
I held out an arm for Ran's inspection, and she gently lowered her mouth to the biggest piece of metal there, about the length of one of my fingers. She bared her long, curving fangs and slowly sunk them into my flesh. I felt a sharp pain there, then nothing, as the morphine based pain killer in her poison spread through the wound.
"This feels really weird." I admitted. Blacky nodded in understanding. Despite his three broken arms, he had still played a show, not faltering at all in his usual routine. He had simply resisted from jumping around and head banging, was all. He padded over on two legs, because he didn't have a choice, and Damon trotted over and inspected my wounds.
"Hey, we should take this backstage, don't you guys have two people with backstage passes waitin' for you?" he said.
"Yeah, we do." Said Freddy distractedly, watching as Ran carefully inserted one claw tipped finger into my arm and extracted the metal there.
"Even though they said not to look for them until the show in the UK." He added under his breath, and I laughed out of sheer exhaustion.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up, Gup." She said, smiling at her little joke and leading me backstage by the hand. I let her. Blacky followed us out while Freddy stayed behind with his brother to help the roadies get everything offstage for the other bands.
Once we were backstage in our little dressing room, Ran made me sit down while she attended to my other wounds. There was a particularly nasty little sliver of drum metal stuck in the front of my waist and I winced in pain as I sat.
"Wha' happened?" asked Corey. He and his father were sitting in moth eaten chairs, waiting for us. For a billionaire, Caleb looked quite comfortable in the less than luxurious chairs.
"It's a little hard to explain." I replied, wincing again as her fangs pierced my upper forearm.
"I assume you know what you're doing?" asked Caleb, looking quite bewildered at her actions. She reared her magnificent head up to peer at him under her eyelids, poison dribbling out her open mouth, and he gulped and backed away.
"It would seem…you do." He answered himself. Corey looked at his father in amazement. I guess he had never seen his dad truly creeped out before.
"Lemme start at the beginning. The twins are electric, like eels because that's the way they're supposed to be. It's in their gene pool. I am electric because it was a sort of a birth defect in me. Whenever I get angry, I just loose control over it and I end up blowing something up on accident. That's how the fire in my house started when I was three or four." I explained. Ran "oh"'d in understanding, and since no one questioned it, I elaborated.
"I can't control the electricity in my body, and I never have been able to. I probably never will. All I know is that whenever I have an extreme excess of emotion, something blows up as if it was whipped with a telephone wire."
"Yeah, good thing we're here to ground you, eh, Flounder?" said Adrian from the doorway. He and Kou had finally arrived backstage with us. I clenched my fists and bared my fangs and yelled
"My name is GUPPIE!"
The others laughed like it was funny, and after awhile, I was forced to join in.
"So, uh…what does one do after a show backstage?" asked Corey nervously. His bodyguard was standing just behind him and his father, looking haughty and bored.
"Well, first off, I think we should do something for Ranekaera, our official, unofficial nurse, for saving our asses back there." Said Freddy reverently.
We all murmured our agreement, and Kou yelled "Hear, hear!"
Ran looked nervous at this show of sudden warmth and affection, and responded to it by leaning on my lap and lowering her face down to my midsection. I pushed myself up with my hands on the arm of the chair, muscles tense and my hormones suddenly dancing the tango.
"Stop tensing up and relax, or this thing's not gonna come out." She snapped. I tried to loosen up, but it was hard.
And speaking of hard…(nevermind, or the ff site will boot me off for misrating this thing!)
I finally loosened up enough for her to bite my stomach and ease the piece of metal out with one of her lesser fangs, and I relaxed at last as she pulled away.
"How is she doing that?" asked Corey, staring at his friend in fascination as if he had never seen her properly before.
She gave us all a look and rolled her eyes.
"You guys explain." She said wearily, sagging into an empty chair and closing her eyes. We laughed and filled the two in on what was happening.
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