A/N: Alright, so yes, this is one of the stunts Criss has done, and no this isn't how it ends up, but that's why it's called fiction right?
"Criss we're almost ready for you," somebody shouted from behind a van. Criss watched nervously as his crew loaded 35 pounds of explosives along with 60 gallons of gasoline in to the prisoner transport vehicle. He then looked around once more at his surroundings in Boulder City, hoping dearly that it wasn't for the last time. From the corner of his eye, he could hear his brothers quietly consulting, and trying to give some solace to their worried mother. He took deep breaths of the dry air and ran through the steps in his head as he approached his team. He'd be placed in the mail bag, which would then be locked with a combination pad lock. He pictured himself being closed in the van and needing to escape before it reached the edge of the cliff. Screams from overzealous fans cascaded over the arid dirt, but Criss began tuning them out, trying to get in to a zone of complete focus. "Hey Criss, are you ready to do this?"
"Yes, you in the blue t-shirt," Luna prompted. She was at her 3rd lecture, and this one happened to be at a high school. The teachers had requested that she provide a time for a question and answer session hence the boy in blue.
"Uh, yeah," he began uneasily. "A lot of us were wondering why you decided to end the story with death. I mean the story is so good and then there's that blunt ending. Why is that?" The boy finished before sinking back down in his seat.
Luna pondered the question for a moment. Her book Reaching the Moon had sort of been a memoir in a fictional form. It included her own name, and it describes her journeys through all the types of relationships humans have, be it family, friendship, or romance. Of course, it would be inappropriate to answer this boy by telling him it's all fact, so she decided to take another route.
"Well, I guess I did that because as hard as it is to admit, death is a huge part of life. A lot of people fear it, which changes their actions while they're alive. I wanted to include it, because the character Luna, throughout the book is exploring all the possibilities of life, and honestly death is one of them. Also, I'm tired of the same old happy ending. I mean, sure the ending may have frustrated you at first, but let me ask you this, how many of you remember exactly what happens at the end?" Luna questioned. As a response, every student in the auditorium raised their hands with the exception of a few who were quietly talking amongst themselves.
Luna nodded as though expecting this reaction. "Okay, now how many of you remember the ending to the book you read last month in English class?" she asked. This time only a select few raised their hands. Luna smiled and nodded. "You see my point?" A few kids laughed and nodded along. Luna was about to call on another student who'd been patiently waiting to ask a question, when the unmistakable singing of Luna's phone echoed through the microphone in front of her and the speakers around the auditorium. She flushed a deep red, and reached in to her pocket to look at the ID. Upon seeing that it was from the city where Criss's stunt was being performed, Luna panicked. She looked up at the students and now frustrated teachers and stuttered out a few incoherent words.
"Sorry, it…uh…Emergency… I have to take it," she said before walking to back from the microphone in attempt to keep her conversation private. Unfortunately it didn't work, so 700 pairs of eyes were trained on Luna as she answered the phone.
"Hello?"
Uh, yes hello, is this Luna Crimson?
"Yes, it's she," Luna responded glancing upward and turning away from accusatory eyes.
Ms. Crimson, I was asked by a JD Sarantakos to call and request your presence here at the Boulder City State Hospital. A one, Criss Angel has been injured while attempting some sort of escape. Can I tell Mr. Sarantakos that you will be coming?
Luna paused in silence, her voice caught in her throat. Criss couldn't be hurt, he'd said he'd be fine. She finally managed to choke out some words.
"Uh, yes, of course, I have 3 hour drive, but I'll be there as soon as I can. But before you go, can you please just tell me he's okay?" Luna pleaded.
Well, I'm sorry m'am, but we're not allowed to reveal information to non-family members. You'll just have to come speak with Mr. Sarantakos yourself.
"Thanks," she mumbled quietly (and not really gratefully) before hanging up.
Luna felt panicked, and her neck suddenly seemed constricted, causing her eyes to prick with moisture. Luna looked around at the expecting faces as she put away her phone. She was disorientated but she tried to make everyone understand.
"Uh, I'm sincerely sorry, but I have to cut this interview short. There's been a slight emergency at my home, and I really need to get there as soon as possible," she said while gathering her things. The teachers who had previously been sending abrasive stares now expressed compassion and assisted Luna on her way out. She got in her car and started to drive ignoring her recently hired assistant who chased after her.
'I'm almost out,' Criss thought to himself as he heard the driver escape from the van. He was out of the mail bag at this point, but he was having trouble opening the padlocked doors. He calmed his nerves and convinced himself not to panic as he raced against the clock. Finally he felt the lock click, and he threw it off and slammed open the doors. He went to jump, but momentarily lost his footing, and landed on his side, spinning around several times before coming to rest on a mound of dirt. Milliseconds later he heard a roaring explosion, and head seared through his clothing.
His crew rushed to his side, a camera-man recording it all from the side. He wasn't moving. Voices were shouting all sorts of commands and requests, and the paramedics sprinted over to the scene. Criss could feel the mass forming around him, and could faintly hear screams from adoring fans. He tried to respond when the paramedics asked him questions but his lips felt sewn shut. Then the voices grew faint, and everything went dark.
A/N : Nooo, that's not the end, so don't worry. Please review!! And FYI, this story will be ending pretty soon, so any input or criticisms you may have should be spoken soon or forever hold your peace.