At the front of the Grand Hall
"The police commissioner will be here any moment, what the flying f*** are we going to tell him, Cait!?"
"I'm thinking, Vi, I can't believe we couldn't find any trace of Sona. We shouldn't panic at all."
"Panic? Cait honey, THE PERFORMANCE STARTS IN 5 MINUTES! It would be a goddam miracle if she just dropped out of the sky and into my hands."
Just then, Sona fell into the metallic hands of Vi.
"...wait, what, huh?" Sona smiled and waved at Vi.
"Where did you come from, Sona?" asked Caitlyn. Sona pointed up at the sky. "Ugh, never mind, we don't have time. You're on in less than 5. Let's go!" Caitlyn, Vi, and Sona were running towards the entrance to the Grand Hall."
From the rooftop of the building
"Good thing I had that parachute in my bag. I should really check before I jump. We would've gone SPLAT. Ha ha ha! Guess it's destiny for me to watch Sona. Now, how do I sneak in?"
Backstage of the Grand Hall
Sona was mentally preparing herself, I mean really preparing herself. She peeked out at the audience and couldn't believe how many people were in the audience. It was like almost a thousand of the most famous and important people in Piltover. In the back were other musicians, wearing high class suits and dresses, with their instruments, but there was one group that stood out the most. There were four of them, and the band consisted of the oddest members: a person in all metal armor, a zombified hunchback grunt, a moving skeleton, and viking that looks absolutely smashed. It appears that they were arguing about something.
"What do you mean she can't make it today?"
"I mean she just can't, I just received word that she was scheduled to fight on the Fields of Justice today."
"Oh that's just great, we're about to debut as the best band in Piltover, then the whole world, but we can't do without our keyboardist. She's the most imporant person.
"Hey, I'm the most important, you guys can't do s*** without the guitarist."
"The singer is the most important role, you metal punk."
"Bass guitarists can be important, too...I think."
"Drummmssss, can, ummm, bang things, like hard stuff...like drumming?"
"Goddamit, Olaf, are you drunk again?"
"Nuooo...uummm...burp, yea I am, woooo."
"Exactly how much did you drink?"
"6...6 cans of beer."
"...cans?"
"Welllsshh, moore liiiike barrels."
"Are you freakin kidding me?"
"I'm actually surprised, really, normally a barrel of it could kill you."
"Meehhh, a barrel just got me tipsy, Piltover's alcohol is alrightooo, buuuut if it was mah home-made concoction, then I'd be completely smashed like BOOM!"
"Well right now, we have much more bigger problems than your drunk ass. We still need a female keyboardist."
"Does it have to be a female keyboardist?"
"It has to, or otherwise we would just be an all-male band, and no one likes a sausage fest."
"Oh yea."
"True, true."
"Yuuuup."
"Sona, you're on in 5 minutes." Sona just perked up when she heard her name. She was about to play soon. What an interesting group she was listening to. They seemed interesting, and also looked very familiar, but she had a show to concentrate on, but she hoped that they find a fifth person soon.
Just then, a man shoved her to the ground. She dropped her etwahl and say sorry, but then he stepped on her instrument and broke it.
Shocked by the snap of the strings, she looked at her broken instrument, then looked up at who would do something like that.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Sona. Sorry babe, but the spotlight should be on me first. Welcome...to the Performance of Draven."
"Waiting is booooooring. When's Sona coming on?" asked Jinx. She was hanging on the top of the stage lights looking down at the full-house audience and empty stage. Jinx was excited to hear her best friend perform on her etwahl.
"Oh looks like the performance is starting. Now, don't make any trouble during the show." said Fishbones. " You don't want to disappoint Sona's big gig."
"Fiiiiiine, I promise to be on my best behavior, but after that, I'm blowing this place up."
The curtains rolled up. Spotlights were on a gentleman with a mic. "We regret to inform you that, Sona won't be able to play tonight, but the opening act will be played by Draven, the Glorious Violinist" The audience clapped when Draven walked on stage with his string instrument.
"Heeeeeeeeerrrrreeeeeeeeeee's Draaaaaveeeeeeennnnnnn!"
"What the hell is this loser doing here?" asked Vi.
"I wondered what happened to Sona?" asked Caitlyn.
"Whatever reason, anything is better than this selfish asshole. Wish I had something to drink here."
"Where's the beautiful Sona?" Ezreal wondered. "I was hoping she would play tonight. I hope she's okay."
"WHAT THE HELLLLLL!" Jinx with the biggest reaction. "I did not come all the way down just to hear some stupid big fat face and his stupid violin and stupid and his stupid stupid stupid mustache. C'mon Fishbones, we're gonna find Sona." Jinx jumped around the ceiling lights to the backstage area.
"Hey Cait, did you see a blur of blue up there?"
"I swear to God, Vi. If you brought any drinks here, I will leave you here."
"I'm not, but later maybe. Hmmm must be my imagination."
"Just be on your best behavior, now. Keep it up, and I'll buy one round of drinks."
"Awww yeaaahhhh, can't wait for a cold one tonight."
Behind the Grand Hall
There in her hands were the broken pieces of her etwahl. Strings and crumpled wood were in pieces, she tried to put everything back, but would need a miracle to put it back into working condition. What covered the remnants were her tears. Sona was distraught about losing the most important item given to her by her mentor. How could she play her music with this in terrible condition? Why did Draven do this to her instrument? Whatever did she do to upset a man like him? If whatever she did to him, she was sorry, but don't take it out on her instrument. Sona just wanted to go back home and wished it was fixed into working condition.
"Heeeeeeyyyyy, there you are. I've been looking all over for you." waved Jinx. "I met some of the craziest people backstage. There's one group looking for a band member, but I can't play, only the instrument of KABOOM. I don't know why there's some mustache douche-bag playing in your place. I almost blew him up, but wanted to find you first, Sona. Wait, are you crying?"
Sona kept looking at her broken instrument with tears in her eyes.
"What happened to your instrument? It's all broken and stuff. Is this why you couldn't perform."
Sona nodded.
"Sorry to hear that blue-haired lady. If Fishbones was broken, I'd be sad too."
"You'd be mad most of the time."
"But I can't be mad without my precious Fishbones blowing stuff up for me. Anyways, I bet you wound perform better than that stupid Draven guy."
Sona flinched when he heard his name, which Jinx noticed. "Did that mustache guy have anything to do with you bailing out?" Sona nodded. "Did he hurt you or anything?" Sona swayed her head. "Did he destroy your instrument?" Sona cried more and nodded.
"WHY THAT MUSTACHE SON OF A BITCH! I OUGHTTA PLUCK OUT ALL THE HAIR FROM HIS FACE AND BLOW IT UP FOR EACH GODDAM HAIR HE HAS. NOBODY MAKES SONA CRY EXCEPT A SICK PUPPY OR KITTEN. CUZ GODDAMIT THOSE ARE REALLY SAD. WHEN I GO BACK THERE I WILL-" Jinx was interrupted by a new warming sensation she has never felt before in a long, long time.
Sona wrapped her hands around Jinx and laid her head onto her small shoulders. Sona's crying was muffled due to Jinx's shoulders. Jinx wondered why Sona had a grip-like hold on her. Jinx was blushing.
"W-wha-what i-is th-th-this?" blubbered Jinx incoherently.
"I think this is what people call a hug." said Fishbones.
A hug, huh. Normally, Jinx would call this a threat against her, and shoot the person down with Pow-Pow for assaulting a beauty like her, but in this situation now, it felt...nice. Jinx hugged Sona back in also a warming embrace. Jinx wanted to do something for her, but what.
"I wished I could perform..."
"!" Jinx perked up and looked around. Was she hearing things. Did she get crazier than crazy? Was this the day she finally snapped? Could it be that voice came from Sona? Sona really did want to perform.
Suddenly a brilliant idea popped into her head.
"I know we can't hear you play your instrument, but you still want to perform, right?"
Sona nodded and looked at Jinx curiously and wondered where she was going with it.
"Get ready, cuz you're gonna perform the greatest thing in your life, but first, time for a style change."
Next Chapter: LEAGUE OF ROCK AND ROLL