Author's Note: Sorry that it took so long. But before you read I just wanted to thank all the people giving me feedback. It really helps. :) So, yeah, here's chapter 6!

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Chapter 6: Del's Return

I was prepared for what was coming; I just don't like to do it. My eyes were white, and I was still in shock about the nearly kissing thing.

Murdoc was right where I expected him to be, which was outside my door, fuming. He had changed into his gray shirt and jeans, apparently not comfortable in his robe anymore. Beside him, whom I was not expecting, was Cyborg Noodle, holding a new gun.

"Where's your girlfriend, egg-face?" she taunted.

I blushed, and I said "She isn't my girlfriend."

"Oh no, you haven't been flirting with another band member, have you?" Murdoc asked in a very snide tone.

"Actually, my girlfriends came into this band with me," I protested.

"Whatever. Now, my food is gone, Noodle was charging when she should've been on guard, and I find you, in your room, flirting with our new band member? Can you give me a break for once?"

"How about you give me a break for once?" I mumbled. I was scared now. Murdoc was getting that merciless attitude about him.

"No! That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard," he said, rolled his eyes.

Star came out of my room then, and she gave Cyborg Noodle a cold stare.

"Couldn't keep a secret, could we, Cyborg Noodle?"

"That's Noodle to you," she snapped, or as much as she could without blowing a fuse, "and you couldn't keep out of trouble, could you, blondie?"

"That's Star to you," she said back, not about to take shit from anyone.

"Whatever. I'm gonna go patrol," she muttered. But, as she turned to leave, she turned back around, took her gun, and pointed it at Star's face.

"Unless you need me to deal out some punishment," she smirked.

I really started shaking then. I needed to think of something quick. "You better stop, Noodle, or... I'll throw your charger into the lake!"

"Shut up, all of you," Murdoc muttered, "Just go and patrol, Noodle, I'll take care of the punishment."

She put down the gun, staring emotionless at Star, and muttered, "Fine."

Noodle turned and went into the lift, and was gone in a couple seconds.

"Now, tell me," Murdoc muttered, still drowsy and drunk, "how'd you shut her down?"

"I made her overload with emotion," I told him, still staring at the lift.

"Whatever. I've just gotta keep an eye on you now, then."

I nearly had a bloody heart attack coming out of my space out. "What?"

"I've got to talk to you two, anyway, so let's take a walk," he said, and he grabbed one of my arms and one of Star's and dragged us to the lift. This was going to be a long bonding time.

We walked on the beach with an awkward tension between me and Murdoc. Star was walking beside me, since I'd put myself in the middle of them. Murdoc isn't going to chase away another girl from me.

"So, what has he told you about me?" Murdoc finally asked around me.

"Well..." she looked at me for reassurance, and I started shaking. When it comes to Murdoc, all my courage leaves me. My eyes begged her not to do it, but I knew she was going to.

"He said you keep him trapped here,"

"True," he muttered, while Star just gave him an appalled look.

"And he said that you kidnapped him,"

"Also true," he nodded.

"And you hit him,"

"At times."

"And you went to jail,"

"Several times."

"And you are a complete drunkard and an asshole."

"Ahh..." he just gave me the dirtiest look in the world, and turned back to Star, "he actually said that?"

"No, that part I added. You also abuse people and keep them alive in constant torture to use for your own benefit."

"Why'd you tell him that part?" I squeaked, and that's about when he backhand slapped me so hard I fell to the ground. Star gasped, and Murdoc just stood there, looming over me.

"Alright then, that may all be true, except for the asshole part," he said, looking at Star. She just rolled her eyes.

"But anyway, I'm not that terrible. Believe it or not, I have a heart as well."

"Well, you haven't been showing it lately, then," I said, gaining a sudden burst of courage. But, again, it was a big mistake.

He planted his sneaker firmly on my face, pressing it sideways into the sand, and said "Look, you're lucky I even let you out of your room at the times I do. Believe it or not, that's my heart at work."

I started to say something, but suddenly there was a loud scream, and Star was on the ground, withering in pain. Murdoc immediately jumped back and out of the way, but as soon as his shoe was off of my face, I jumped up and screamed, "STAR!" and I ran over to her side.

She was twitching on the ground, and I went to touch her when a powerful force sent me flying backwards. Her eyes closed and she stopped twitching. Then, there was an all too familiar laugh echoing in the silence of Plastic Beach.

"Oh, no," I heard Murdoc mutter, knowing exactly who it was.

"Ahhhh..." said the voice, letting out a deep sigh and finally showing himself, "as I used to say it, 'Finally someone let me out of my cage!'"

"Del?" I asked.

"How you doin', Gorillaz?" he replied, growing in size so I could finally make out who he was. He was still blue, still wore that white t-shirt, but he lacked his hat. He must've only got it when Russel had one on... Oh, no. Russel.

"So, I see the bass and the vocals, but where's the percussion?" he inquired. Oh, shit.

"Uhh... he's not... with us?" I said, my voice getting shaky. By now, of course my eyes were white, and me and Murdoc had both been knocked to the ground by the the force Del released when possessing Star.

If you haven't already figured this out, Del is a spirit of a former person who used to be Russel's best friend. After Del and a few others were shot in a mass killing, they all went into Russel's body and possessed him at different times, Del being one of the spirits who helped us out by rapping for us a couple times. But he didn't really like us in the beginning, or at least I assume so, since we were attacked by zombie apes when filming the video for "Clint Eastwood".

"What'd you mean, D?"

"He left us a note," said Murdoc, his voice shaky, "that said, he was gonna... well... you know..." and then he did the worst thing that he could've done: dragged his finger across his neck, with a loud death noise. He could've decided to be an asshole any time but now couldn't he?

"HE'S WHAT?" The ground started to shake, and whatever balance I was trying to regain left me. Star screamed, loudly. She was in pain, and lots of it. Del's eyes were seriously fire. Fire. He jumped up, and then landed down hard, sending a large crack in my direction. I was gonna die. No, please, no! I can't die! Suddenly, someone jumped and sent us flying sideways, rolling in the sand, and just missing the crack.

"How's that for no heart?" Murdoc muttered. I was too much in shock to respond.

Del turned to face us both. "YOU JUST SAT HERE, READING HIS LETTER, NOT GOING TO HELP HIM?"

"I didn't think he'd take not being invited to Plastic Beach that hard..." Murdoc muttered from beside me somewhere. I was too scared to even move my head.

"YOU DID WHAT?"

Great Murdoc, now were definitely gonna die.

Del started to stomp towards us, shaking the earth as he moved, so Murdoc and I had no help of moving at all.

Star screamed again. She was in pain. "Star!" I yelled. I army crawled a few feet, but was stopped by Del's foot nearly stomping on my face.

"Who the hell is Star?" Del asked, sticking his face right into mine.

"The girl you're possessing," I responded, my voice shaking and my eyes bright white.

He turned around to see Star withering on the ground.

"Russel didn't do that," Del muttered, walking over to her.

"She's in pain, Del," I said, "since she's never been possessed before. Russel got used to it, or maybe everyone has a different reaction to possession."

He just looked at her, and then her eyes were open.

"Who... are... you?" she whispered.

He just stared at her for a couple seconds, and then he bent down to her level. "I'm causing your pain," he told her, looking as sympathetic as I've ever seen him.

"Why?"

"I was here to see an old friend, but he isn't here."

"Russel?"

"Yeah, that's the one," he said. He got smaller, about seven feet high now, and he knelt next to her. "And you're Star?"

"Yeah," she whispered, wincing. It looked like it hurt to talk.

"Why are you here?"

"I have a job of playing instruments."

"So, you're Russel's replacement?" he asked, getting unhappy again.

"No," she winced, "from all the stuff I heard, I think no one can replace Russel."

He smiled a little, and said "You're okay, Star. Now," he turned to me and Murdoc, "as you can expect, I didn't just come to see Russel."

"Then what'd you come for?" Murdoc asked.

"To warn you," he said, turning to face us.

"About what?" Murdoc asked, standing up.

"Your soul."

"Why does everyone want my soul?" yelled Murdoc, throwing his arms up.

"Not me, idiot," said Del, standing up. "The Boogieman is still looking for you, and your soul. I just came to warn you that I feel he's gonna strike soon."

"How do you know this? And why are you telling me?" Murdoc asked, as confused as I've ever seen him.

"Russel wouldn't want you dead," he said. He turned back to Star. "Star, your will is very strong. You fascinate me."

"Thanks, but will you be in me for much longer?"

"No, I can only stay for so long. So, I'm leaving anyway. See ya, Gorillaz," he said, waving. As he faded, though, he told Murdoc, "Be expecting the Boogieman soon, Muds," then he disappeared.

After a couple seconds, Star laughed a little. "That feels better." She shuddered, and then fainted.

"Star!" I immediately ran over to her and crouched next to her. She looked peaceful enough. She was okay now.

Murdoc walked over, slightly shaken. "I... I think I'm going inside. Come in... eventually." And then, shaking, he left. I just knelt there, next to Star, listening to the crashing waves and her slow, relaxed breathing.

I brushed her hair back from her face, and looked at her sleeping form. She really was beautiful. I smiled. I never really felt this way before. At least not with any of my old girlfriends. I think that she's a lot better than them. I think I'm truly in love. Maybe Murdoc isn't the worst person in the world. He brought her into my life.

I was tired, too, so I just settled into the sand, next to Star, and went to sleep. I dreamed of the two of us, and felt happiness again. That's why her nickname is Star. She can really light up the darkest sky.

TO BE CONTINUED