Falling Into Place (Not Apart)

by honeyhoshi

"Sometimes, when life seems like it is falling apart, it might actually be falling into place." When they first found him, he had been half dead in a dirty, graffitied alleyway, singing in an angelic voice. The group took the starved, blue-haired boy out of the alley to become a full-fledged band, and their life was never again the same. Au!-Younger 2D, Older Noodle.

2. Beginning (To Fall)

They were a nobody band. No one knew them and no one cared.

They had all met in a small, unknown coffee shop that was, for some odd reason, the first place Russel visited after moving to England.

He had just had his best friends shot in front of his very eyes. Emotionally unstable and the near victim of a gang shooting, his parents had him be shipped off to live far away for his own 'protection'. At least, that was what they told him.

In reality, his parents had decided that they didn't want anything else to do with their son, who would most likely, and had already, brought more trouble than he had even been worth. He already had a particularly bad incident in his years in schooling where he almost killed a boy, which got kicked out of said school, and strayed into the 'vulgar' realm of rap after getting moved to a 'terrible' school. This was another bad incident, and it sealed his fate.

Mr. and Mrs. Hobbs had been wanting to get rid of him for awhile, and they felt like now was the perfect opportunity. They bought Russel a one-way plane ticket and sent him away under the pretense that 'the shooters might come back to finish the job'. They waved him off with their own happiness in mind.

Russel had a vague knowledge of his parent's hidden intentions, but he was too buried under his own grief to care. He boarded the plane and walked away from his parents in a daze, not aware that it was the last time he would ever see them.

He also was not aware that due to this deportation, he would form a band with some of the strangest people he had ever met.