(AN: Here is just a playlist of Cancerous would have played at their concert. To avoid a LONGER ass chapter then it already is, I will not post the lyrics.)

Tracks of Choice for Concert: "Brackish", "Breathe" by Kittie, "Menocide", "Confrontation" by Otep, "Gothic Lolita" by Emilie Autumn, "Amaranth" by Nightwish, "Forsaken" by Within Temptation, "Evolution" by Korn (COVER), "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack (COVER), "Guarded" by Disturbed (COVER), "Gingerbread Coffin", "Transylvanian Concubine", "If You're Kisses Can't Hold the Man You Love", "Barracuda Cover" by Rasputina, "Broken", "Lovers End" by The Birthday Massacre, "We Will Rise", "Enemy Within", "Burning Angel", "Nemisis", "Kill with Power" by Arch Enemy

Chapter 5: Deth Truce

The eight finally came back just after midnight, all but one in a fit of laughs as they stumbled in. Cherry and Pickles were the first to fall to the floor in their drunken state while the others roared in more laughter. The night had been a very fun one, all of them getting to know more about each other over dinner then bar hoping until they just couldn't move anymore. Even with the hordes of fans around brought in from the recent concert, the bands' only focus was on each other.

Lucy was currently asleep, being carried by Toki when Nathan came storming out of the room Dethklok was to stay in. Moira rushed out of hers, just as peeved as Explosion for their band mates' tardiness. Seeing the sleeping young woman in his rythm guitarist's arms, the front man felt like his face would explode with the massive headache he was getting.

"Where the hell were you?" Nathan growled, "Negotiations were done hours ago. It's one in the fucking morning!"

"Comes on Natans, don't be dildoes. We were alls just havings a bits of funs." Skwisgaar yawned, covering his mouth with his hand. "Da clubs heres are very lively. Dey don'ts kicks ya outs if yous are drunks. Pickle is totallies wasted. Cherries too." He pointed to the two on the floor, dosing in and out of sleep.

"I's just goes and puts Lucy's in beds now." Toki said. Runa followed him. He shied away from her, not used to women being taller then him. Runa didn't mind that she was eye level with Toki's hair line.

She opened their bed room door and let him in, "The bed by the wall is ours. I'll change her since I will go to bed myself." she reached for the girl's luggage and opened it. "Thank you Toki. Good night."

Toki nodded and gently placed her down. Lucy mumbled in her sleep, but never woke up as she rolled to her side and cradled the pillow close to her body, curling up into a fetal position. Toki chuckled a little and exited, ready for bed himself.

Toki was just about ready to enter his room when Murderface pushed him to the side. "I have to pee pee!" he yelled. The rhythm guitarist barely had enough time to catch himself on the door frame before falling and hitting his head on the floor.

"Piss anywhere else in this room and I'll murder you!" Bloodyfist shrieked from the couch, waving a threatening fist in the air. "I read about your piss-capades." The others had to laugh at that. Piss-capades… what a funny word.

"So… what do we do about them?" Moira asked once everything quieted down, nudging an unconscious Cherry with her bare foot. Cherry groaned and rolled over to the side, snuggling more into Pickles who snorted and twitched his left foot.

"Uh… I guess… we could leave them." Nathan said as he rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah… just leave 'em. Pickles' heavier then he looks." Moira frowned, but didn't think it was such a bad idea. It was hard to move Cherry when she passed out from alcohol as well.

Everyone finally drifted off into their respective rooms, save for the drummers on the floor. Moira had grabbed a spare blanket for them, throwing it over their heads in case the AC was too cold during the night. The only ones left in the main room were the 'Plosions. Things were a little awkward, but Moira decided it was now or never. She couldn't risk her band being completely unhappy. She may have been an ice bitch most of the time, but she wasn't blind to know each one of them enjoyed the company of Dethklok tonight.

"Hey…Nathan… Right now, I… I realized something." She went to the bar, in need a of drink at the moment. Surely Cherry wouldn't mind.

"I did too…uh… I think." He sighed, "It seems… I don't know… our bandmates like each other or something."

The front woman sighed, putting her hands on her hips, a frown forming on her lips. If Cancerous got involved with Dethklok romantically, things would be difficult. What if they already forgot the plan? To ruin Dethklok? Little did she know, Nathan was thinking the same way. He was perhaps the only one capable of having long term relationships up to this point. The look in their eyes told him otherwise now. With the exception of Murderface and Bloodyfist, everyone seemed a bit too friendly with one another, and his band could possible commit if things were left as they were. Nathan briefly wondered if their manager would even care. He was always so… ugh.

"I don't like it…" Nathan went to go sit at the bar, his large frame hunched over as he placed his head on his folded arms, "This isn't a good an idea. No fucking way." He was startled as Moira set shot glasses not so gently beside his head. She filled it up with a random drink, her hand completely covering the label from his vision. Not that either of them cared.

Taking one glass, she swirled it around before taking a gulp and made a face as the contents burned her throat. She wasn't much of a drinker. "Ugh… I don't either. So let's make another deal, off the record here." Nathan took the other glass and nodded for her to continue, "I don't like you, you don't like me, that's obvious. But that isn't happening between our other mates, in fact they're now the completely opposite of what I thought this would turn out to be the moment I saw you all standing here." She took another shot, "We need to break them up. And fast."

He motioned for another shot, "Yeah… we don't need distractions." When he tilted his head back, Moira couldn't help but stare at his broad chest and the muscles of his neck as he swallowed. Why couldn't he wear a shirt? She involuntarily licked her her lips. Nathan may have let himself loose over the years, but he still had some muscle tone. What was that about distractions?

Another shot, "Or us." Moira leaned forward, not caring that Nathan could see down her tank top. Yup, they didn't need this kind of distraction living with them back at Mordhaus, no matter how hot these girls were. All except Bloodyfist that is. She had her own charm, but not in the looks department.

Gulp. "We should still feel hostile. We were the best until you came along." He relucantly moved his gaze away from her chest, dirty thoughts clouded his mind.

Pour. "Fuck you. How do you think we feel knowing we've been compared to you? It sucks. This concert is suppose to offset those damned myths. We are not twins, we are not trying to be you, we are not fans. Dethklok has its own style, Cancerous has their's." she too turned away, but couldn't help steal a few glances as his biceps from the corner of her eye when she thought he wasn't looking.

More Alcohol, "Seriously. What should we do to stop this?" Now that he had a view of her profile, he mentally whistled at her body. Nice rack, thin waist and definitely a nice ass. She was short, but Nathan knew her legs were nice too with plenty of it showing because of the boxers she wore, folded around her waist to make them shorter.

Final shot, "Turn them against each other again. Make them feel how we feel. Threatened. Say something. I already have something in mind after our final performance tonight. Most likely you'll end up backstage before we leave. Take the time to make them feel stupid. Like, 'hear that? It's the uh… sound of the enemy. Are we gonna let girls out do us?' Some shit like that, ya know?" Nathan tried to stifle a chuckle. Her impersonation of him was rather humorous. She turned to face him and smirked.

"I guess I could try that." He shrugged, ducking his head down when her boobs bounced. Breasts were a man's weakness. That and pussy. He nearly slapped himself when he thought of Moira naked in bed with him above her. Oh no.

Moira put the bottle away, "Good. Because we're not here to be friends." If only she knew she'd be eating her words. She walked away, her mind in a buzz. Nathan watched as her moved with what he would call feline grace. Damn, she was good looking.

-Around 9AM-

In the morning, everyone woke up to sound of Cherry screaming, "Who the FUCK almost drank the last of my favorite tequila? Pickles!" The poor drummer groaned from his place on the floor. Everyone came filing out, the girls forgetting they had guests as they came out with rather skimpy sleep wear.

"Whats is wrong, Cherries?" Runa yawned, scratching her navel through the long button up collared shirt she wore, the first two buttons keeping the shirt on her body and wore nothing else but black silk bikini cut panties. Lucy leaned up against her, pulling down the back of her black silk nighty that barely passed her rear. In her free hand was a strange looking handmade doll. It resembled a green, big headed gingerbread kind of thing in a tattered and dirty white dress.

Bloodyfist was the next to stumble out, moaning for coffee. Dethklok made a face. Her back was rather hairy, and the sports bra, boy shorts combo she more couldn't cover enough of her freckly torso. Behind her was Moira in small boxers and oversized tank top that hung off her shoulders, the very same she wore last night. All of the girls' hairs were disheveled as they attempted to rub the sleep out of their eyes. Dethklok pretty much only wore their bottoms to sleep, with the exception of Murderface who had all of his clothes on.

"Wha' di' I do?" Pickles yawned groggily as he tried to get up.

"By chance ya know who had my teq?" Cherry frowned, holding the bottle up for him and everyone to see. The male drummer shrugged.

"Uh… no. Too drunk to think. Gotta nasty hangover though." He wondered why Cherry didn't have one.

Moira's eyes widen. "Oh shit…" she began to retreat back into her room but Cherry, who all of a sudden had ultrasound hearing, whipped her head in her direction.

"So it was you!" The next thing everyone knew, Cherry ran around the bar and tackled Moira back into their room before the poor petite woman could move any further. "That was my favorite one!"

The two wrestled each other, rolling around on the floor in an unlady like manner. No one was really throwing punches, but that didn't stop the elbows from smacking each one on the face. Moira got Cherry in a head lock, but the drummer surprised her and everyone watching from the doorway, by somehow kneeing the vocalist in the head, and in the shock, managed to wrap her legs around her neck. Moira let her go, trying to pry her legs open, but couldn't, so she began to roll, taking Cherry with her. In the same manner as Cherry, she kicked her legs up and over her head, the move loosening Cherry's legs enough for her to slip out.

The two panted in the middle of the room before diving for one another, punching each other in the gut as they landed on the bed. The shouts became giggles as their punches became tickles. Moira shrieked in laughter as Cherry got her sides. She began to buck up, trying to throw the girl off her torso with little luck for her arms were pin under her. In a last attempt to free herself, she rolled both of them over the side of the bed and onto the floor in a heap of limbs. Both of them groaned. Moira had hit her head on the night stand while Cherry's hit the floor.

"Ah shit… that's gonna bruise." The vocalist whimpered.

Runa, who buttoned up her whole shirt, and Lucy looked at each other before they too dove over the bed to tackle the other two, creating another all out tickle war. Dethklok thought it looked a bit erotic, with them all in not so decent clothing, with the exception of Cherry that is, as they bumped, grinded and tickled each other in some kind of clothed orgy way. Bloodyfist shook her head with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"They do this almost all the time." Rolling her lime colored eyes, she took a sip of her coffee before handing it to Murderface and then ran at the pile to belly flop them all. The girls shrieked before getting smacked by the 195 pound woman. They groaned, attempting to get out from underneath her.

"I… I think I broke a rib." Cherry winced, "Or somethin'. Dangit Bloodfist! Watch where ya stick that foot of yours! I don't want ta get impaled by some toe jam!"

"I feel as if a whale landed on me." Runa wheezed, crawling away from the others. Skwisgaar laughed, but went to help her up. She was the only one who could make it out of the wreckage known as Cancerous. How she did it was anyone's guess. The female lead guitarist had been trapped under Bloodyfist.

"I no feel sos goods." Gasped Lucy, she rolled her head over to Moira who was also caught underneath the drummer's weight that was forced upon them with Bloodyfist on top. As the two smallest ones, they didn't have enough strength to get the woman off them completely, "Moiras?"

Moira was gasping for air, but mostly because she had been laughing so hard. Out of breath, she laid there, closing her eyes. "So… much… pain…" she breathlessly giggled.

Bloodyfist finally got off and rolled her shoulders, popping her spine in several places. "You were asking for it." she smirked, going back to get her coffee from Murderface.

"Hey! Not like that, missy!" Cherry pouted. She turned to Dethklok, "How yall enjoyed the show… now git!"

-Later on that day 15 miles west of Las Vegas in the desert-

Dethklok and Cancerous were informed of the agreement the managers had put together. Cancerous knew Munkittrick was doing it to make them appeal more to rabid Dethklok fans, but Ofdensen's helping made it seem that there was more to it. They weren't complaining much for now though.

The concert was to start at eight that evening. Moira had wanted an early rehearsal to make sure everything was up and running. The desert sun was up high, burning everyone who wasn't underneath the covering of the stage, designed to amplify the band's music while still looking like a dragon's side. A large red tinted globe was currently being tested. It pulsated light like a real heart. Pretty cool.

"Can you believe it? My mike totally spazzing out on me the day before yesterday? And Bloodyfists amp was up way to high." Moira frowned as she surveyed the sound booth with Nathan and Murderface looking on. All the feeds read positive, and no errors were recording. Turning on the mike, she began to do a few tests.

The booth was located on a platform, thirty feet in the air with lights all around, identical to five other ones with lights facing the stage. The concert was to be in the desert, not at some hotel like everyone else. Although it was a horrid 108 degrees outside in the day that left much of the equipment burning, even if it was actually cooler then the day before, and in the mid 80's at night, the stage was more dazzling in the moonlight with the lights, smoke screens, fire blasts and fireworks meant to be set off during their performance. Had it been inside well… insurance wouldn't cover a Cancerous pyrotechnic mishap.

"Ok, listen up ladies. This is our last concert for the next two months. We have to make this one the shit, got it? Runa, Lucy, Bloodyfist… go through a few riffs, maybe from Kill with Power. About thirty seconds worth." The trio began to play not even five seconds, but already Moira heard a glitch. Murderface and Nathan were pretty impressed though at what they heard. "Stop! Lucy, tune your guitar. Runa, I can't hear you. Cherry, you down there?" Cherry came out from backstage and waved her hand, "I'm going to have Runa play a few chords, check to make sure the wires are connected properly back there, I'm going to adjust the volume from up here."

"Alright." Cherry said into the mike meant for Moira. "But if that fuckin' amp shocks me, ya owe me twice as much tequila, got it?"

The lead guitarist played a slow, almost haunting melody that soon filled the air as the volume was adjust. Lucy was still trying to tune her guitar when the wire broke.

"Damn!" she shrieked, waving her left hand in the air, "Gots me goods dere. I needs new wires." She was about to go back stage when Toki was already walking toward her with one in hand. "Ah, tanks so much!" she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Toki blushed lightly as he helped her put the string on.

Once that was over, it was Cherry's turn to go through a sound check. "Ok Cherry. Give me a few measures. I don't care what song." Turns out she began to play from Confrontation. "Good, good. Ok. We're good." She turned to Nathan and frowned more, "Don't touch anything. Fuck with these settings and I will personality see to it that I'll have your nuts fried and served to you by the end of this concert." She got up and went down to join the others.

Once she rejoined her band, she clapped her hands, "Alright ladies. Let's go through a few songs. How about Forsaken and Transylvania Concubine. We need to make sure the cellos work too." Everyone got into their positions. First was Forsaken, with Cherry singing. Moira replaced her at the drums. "Let's just go through most of it. We have another rehearsal with the rest of the fill-in sounds for this one before concert time." Everyone nodded.

Moira began to tap the beat of the song. Cherry tapped it along with her finger on her leg and began . "Now… the day has come. We are forsaken this time." The rest of the band came in, some of them humming the eventual backup choir sound that would be supplied from the sound booth. The sudden intensity when they came in blew Dethklok away. Cherry completely lost her accent with this song, the genre and tone different than the one from the video they saw. They were already two minutes into the song when Moira cut it.

Pickles groaned beside Toki and Skwisgaar back stage. "I wanted her to finish it. Hey!" Skwisgaar patted his back.

"Dat my friends," he said, "means yous reallies into hers."

"Why you stops?" Toki asked as he went up to Lucy, "I likes it." Skwisgaar and Pickles nodded.

Moira smirked as she switched spots with Cherry, ready to do her thing as Lucy and Runa went to go get their cellos, Toki following them as he chatted with the Ukrainian girl. Running a hand through her straight black hair, Moira had the look of satisfaction. So Dethklok liked their music?

"We have sound checks to do, Toki. We didn't do it our opening night here and things got a little weird. And since we're performing in the desert, we have to make sure whether or not we got some heat damage on some of the equipment or sand in the speakers we couldn't keep in the vans." Bloodyfist said as she took out her instrument.

"Ah… I guess dat do explains dis." Skwisgaar said as he wiped a layer of sweat from his brow. "But coulds yous not waits till later? Da suns hurtings my head." He jumped when Runa placed an ice cold water bottle on his neck. "Oh, tanks."

Runa opened one for herself with cello in hand, "If your heads hurts, you coulds be gettings heats stroke. Dats why we broughts water." She pointed in the direction behind her, Murderface already opening a large chest.

"Don't you have beer?" he said, frowning at the plain liquid.

Lucy scoffed, "And risks broken bottle? No ways! Plus beers can'ts help wits heats strokes. Even Cherries drink waters out heres. Should have broughts your owns." She grabbed one and took a few chugs, "Ah! Notings betters den nice colds waters." She offered some to Toki who took a few sips. Screw waterfalls. Lucy blush as he handed it back to her. Didn't he realize it was an indirect kiss? Well… they did kiss… but on accident.

"Ok now… let's get this over with so I can go back to the room. I'm hungry!" Cherry said. The other girls agreed and resumed rehearsal.

-7:30PM-

The sun was setting and already the desert was packed with people who made it through the security gate way ten miles out that surrounded the area. Backstage the girls were still getting ready, putting on the finishing touches of their costumes.

Moira had teased her hair into a wild frenzy. The makeup on her was heavy, as was everyone else's. She was currently slipping on her gloves which pretty much were biker gloves with leather straps that wrapped around her arms and buckles in a few places. She was standing in front of a mirror, making sure everything was right about her outfit. Tight leather chaps were over her black silk underwear being held up by a leather belt with a pentagram on belt buckle. The chaps were tucked into knee high biker boots. The only thing keeping her breasts covered was a leather mini corset with a bat pendant in the front hanging between her bosoms. Around her neck was a plain bow and on her ears were lightening shaped dangling earrings.

Cherry bumped her out of the way of the full length mirror, finishing putting on her makeup with a few touch ups and slip on her many hoop earrings, nose ring and lip ring. Waves of blood colored hair cascaded down her back and around her face. She was dressed in almost biker attire. A tight form fitting leather tank and matching leather vest with studs decorating the seams, small buckles in between. A leather strand was tied around her arm, contrasting with her pale skin like her leather wrist bands encrusted with rhinestones. Her pants strained against her bottom, held up by a chain belt around her narrow waist. Instead of boots, she wore black tennis shoes.

"Ah! Runa! Help!" Lucy cried from the vanity mirror, "I can'ts gets my hairs right!"

Runa came strutting over in a black velvet tank top, wearing plain black Dickie pants, a star studded belt and her favorite boots. Around her neck was the rune pendant choker she had the day before. In her hand was a can of hair spray as she applied some on to her hair to keep the small pompourdor do she had going and her hair slicked back in a tight pony tail.

"What does you needs?"

"My hairs! I so jitteries I can'ts parts it right!" she pouted, crossing her arms. She was wearing a dark purple color top that zipped in the back. She didn't wear pants like the others. Instead she wore a black, multilayered lace skirt that went to her knees and black shiny pumps. Around her neck was a black spiky dog collar. On the dog tag it read 'Cancerous'. "Dethklok is be watchings us. I don'ts wants to mess ups! Den dat coulds ruins Moira's plan!"

"Oh, I tinks I gets it…" Runa gave her a blackened smirk as she took the comb and carefully parted her friend's hair, "You don'ts wants to mess up because of Tokis!" Putting it half in pig tails with purple bows, she left the other half down and straightened her friend's hair. As Runa did that, Lucy curled her bangs with a blow dryer and round brush.

Lucy blushed furiously, "N-no! What abouts you?" she said once she was done.

"Me? I am almosts seconds best guitar players in world now, I tinks Toki is a littles fasters because he plays wits Skwisgaar." She shrugged and rolled her eyes, "I knows I'm good. I won'ts mess ups. Just has to remembers your parts and eveytings will be fines." She smiled at her friend through the mirror.

Bloodyfist sat on a couch eating a bag of chips. Since she didn't care what she looked like, she wore loose fitting army pants and boots with a black belt that had skulls along the side and a black wife beater. Her hair was straightened, but still only made it just below her neck that was adorned in a black choker with a skull in the front.

"Come on guys, let's go!" said the bassist as grabbed her instrument when her phone went off with the alarm that signaled their time to be on stage.

-Outside-

Dethklok had taken over one of the pillars, formatted to be their viewing box that afternoon so the crowd couldn't see them and possibly start a riot of rabid fans. They were all sitting on a large leather couch with beers in their hands and coolers at their feet, curtsy of Cancerous and their manager who was sitting at the sound booth. Nathan was grumbling nonstop. He didn't want to be there, but everyone else wanted to see so he obliged. It would have been boring to be in the hotel by himself and Ofdensen had forbidden him and the others to be alone for safety reasons since the klokateers were sent back to Mordland. Also, no one drove the Murdercycle but him since Pickles and Toki took it to pick up Dr. Rockso, which the vehicle was still taken away to be hidden. That just pissed him off more though.

A sudden burst of flames from the stage startled him. The concert was beginning. Everyone in the crowd roar. Nathan had to admit he was rather impressed by the sea of people. Of course it wasn't as big as theirs, but he would guess that it was pretty close, about a third less people then their normal concerts.

"Viva Las Vegas!" Moira's voice erupted from the speakers. Again the crowd roared. People began to jump, creating a wave like motion in the sea of fans. "This is our last concert for our Dragon Tour! Are you ready to enter into the abyss?" More cheering. "Alright, we're gonna kick off with We Will Rise."

And so the song began. She started to bang her head along with Runa and Lucy. Bloodyfist was rocking her body to the beat, occasionally giving her head a small shake from side to side. As Moira began to sing, she started off with the guttural sound that amazed Nathan. Never had he heard a girl do it so successfully without sounding like she was choking on blood and saliva. Hey, that sounded like a good song title. Blood Saliva.

Once that was over, they went straight into their song Breathe. The tone of voice was the total opposite of the last. In this, the crowd once again roared. Dethklok could see the mosh pit form ten feet from the stage. It was looking really bloody as some tried to touch the vocalist standing at the edge of the stage, a foot on one of the speakers. This gave everyone close by a good view her smooth inner thighs and hidden treasure underneath her underwear. Damn, she was hot. And the constant rain of roses was really beginning to pile up. All Dethklok ever got were bras and body parts.

The lights were a kaleidoscope of colors, lasers shooting out from behind them and the fog machine covering the foot of the stage. Every now and then, great bursts of fire shot from the stage, illuminating the it and crowd in a warm glow and strobe lights going off once in a while as the girls thrashed their heads around. Glitzy. Nathan scoffed.

The next song was their current number one hit on the charts, Confrontation. The crowd went into another frenzy. Pickles began to get a little worried, their small sitting room was beginning to rock a bit. None of the others seemed to care, too absorbed in the girls' performance to even care. Some were a little uncomfortable. Murderface felt as if Bloodyfist excelled more in the bass then he did. At least you could hear her.

After playing Nemisis, a cover for I Stand Alone, Brackish, Burning Angel, Run like Hell, Kill with Power, another cover for Evolution, Menocide, Enemy Within and a final cover for Guarded, there was a ten minute intermission for the band. The girls bowed, coming back up to wipe off the build up of sweat on their foreheads.

"Dey're really… goods!" Toki exclaimed, "Dey no plays like us! Not at alls!"

"Ja, I haves to agrees withs Toki. Runa is a goods guitarists. I can tells dat da songs can be a bit too slows for her. What if she… ends up beings a fasters guitarist?" once again, with guitar in hand, he played a few random riffs. He was nervous again about her abilities. "I toughts dis concerts be total dildoes fest."

Nathan then remembered what Moira said. "See why we have to crush them?" he said, "They could take our fame!" Totally cheesy sounding, but it was true.

"No! Imposhible!" Murderface gawked, dropping his beer bottle. "Can it?"

"But… dood! They're so wonderful!" Pickles cried, but doubt was written on his face. They were suppose to be the most brutal band out there, but these girls had a sick style. "I dunno if I could do it. Crush 'em, ya know?"

Nathan shook his head, "This is a challenge. We need to beat them before they take us down. Getting close to them could ruin that. They're staying with us, maybe we can intimidate them so that they drop the agreement."

"But… I likes Lucy." Toki said sheepishly.

"Um… yeah… dood, Cherry and I were talkin' and… uh." Pickles looked everywhere but at his friends, "We… we could be hooking up soon, I think." He hid behind his beer bottle.

Everyone but Nathan poked fun at him. Nathan felt his blood pressure rising.

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"Alright guys! Here's the last portion of our concert! Between songs we may take small breaks to get in the new instruments. For those of you new to our concerts, Cancerous is not limited to just guitars and drums. Hell no! This next song, Amaranth, Lucy will play a keyboard. So give it up to her!"

A light shined on Lucy. She bowed and stood behind her black and silver keyboard. She began to play and the rest followed. Extra instruments were heard, like violins and a chorus that were added in from the sound booth. Lucy was concentrating on her fingers and the white and black keys of the board, almost lost in her playing. The song was different then the others.

Even the next song, Gothic Lolita, was more digital with the classic use of guitars and drums with the mixed in violins and crap, but it was still good. These girls were amazing. Broken and Lover's End had a child like influence to it. Once Runa and Lucy pulled out the cellos and sat beside each other, their music had a classical tune with a rock flare. If Your Kisses, Gingerbread Coffin, and Transylvanian Concubine were a strange twist. A strange, but entertaining twist. Like a cinnabon.

Finally, the finale. The lights dimmed. A lone light shone on the fire haired woman as she addressed the audience.

"Al'ight, yall. This is our last song, Forsaken, sung by me. As yall know, we've all worked hard and Mo'ra wanted me to thank yall for all yer support. So enjoy everybody, and when this is over, have a safe ride home or where ever yall are gonna stay tonight!" The crowd cheered. Some were throwing more roses, calling out the names of the women. She giggled and took a step back.

The song began and the crowd was riled up. The mosh pit was expanding, as it had been the whole entire time. Security did nothing to break it up as Cherry softly sung, the mixed in choir creating an eerie aura. Yes, these girls were talented. When the song was over, the cellos were being played again, but in a familiar tune that seemed to silence the audience for a moment before the loudest roar was heard ever. And the one singing it was shocking to Dethklok.

It was Bloodyfist, belting out to the famous 80's song originally sung by Heart, a well known female band that people would have to be stupid to not know of. She wasn't half bad. Not as talented as Moira or Cherry, with her hitting a wrong note here and there, but it was still quite an amazing twist with the cellos.

With a final burst of flames, the concert concluded. The crowd gave a cheer and began to dispurse, going to their cars. With in an hour, only a hand full of people stayed, and thus the band came back out to sign autographs and take pictures with their faithful fans. Unlike Dethklok, Cancerous enjoyed the attention they got, and never minded taking pictures. A few boys were lucky enough to get kissed by the girls. This cued Dethklok to exit from their hideaway.

The male band walked over to the girls, startling the remaining fans. The Murderbus came by the stage and the girls were a little confused. One look at Nathan and the bus, they knew it was time to go. They had a contract to fulfill and a band to destroy.

You know what's hard? Finding female vocalists in metal bands of any kind. I don't care if it's heavy, death, symphonic, folk, trash, doom, gothic or metal core, especially those who can do the "death growls". Oh well.

I'm kind of running low on female metal vocalists/bands. If you have any suggestions, please let me know! I hope my developing 'playlist' for Cancerous is good.