Me: Hey everybody! Here's Chapter 5...Yay!
Shadow: Okay then...
Me: Now I shall answer Phoenix's questions.
1)They don't know about all of them, only some.
2)Lies is a human who works for the Fallen. He's coming soon.
3)My other story is Completing My Soul. It has all of the characters featured here. I have another one Everybody's Fool that focuses on Omega.
All done:)
Hunter: She ate chocolate so she's hyper...anyways hyper author that is currently filled with chocolate, doesn't own Maximum Ride. Nor Chop Suey! By System of a Down. The lyrics are in italics and if they're wrong...sorry.
Shadow: Our author owns...all of the people that are not in the Maximum Ride series. So if you use us, give her some credit.
Me: Here we go...
Chapter 5: Chop Suey!
Shadow's POV
"So, who's up?" I asked Rachel. I was at the club, patiently waiting for my turn. But it was taking so long.
"Some new guys," she said, fixing her camera. Rachel films the acts then sends them to various music studios. Max and I always tell her not to film us. Ah, the life of a spy. I could be living the golden life, going on tours all over the world. But no. Instead I'm a super spy who has to take down Itex.
"Are they any good?" I couldn't help but ask. Hey, if they take away my fans then there will be less money for me and more for them.
"Not better than you," Rachel assured me with a smile. I smirked. "Now I have to announce them. If you observe them from here, they won't see you." I nodded and she made her way up to the stage. I looked around. There was quite a crowd tonight.
Max and I are sorta famous here. We're like the clubs number one acts. Actually, we're the only ones who stay in the area to preform at this club. The other ones leave after they hit big money. Max and I are the regular singers here. So most of the people here know us and come to our performances.
"Now presenting," Rachel shouted in the microphone. "The Bird Boys!" There was very little applause. I never heard of them. And what's with the name? "With the song," Rachel continued. "Chop Suey!" Rachel jumped off the stage. I know this song. And a lot of other bands attempted this song. None of them actually sounded like the song.
The guitar started and I was immediately brought in. It sounded a lot like the original. I tapped my foot and the bass started. This is good.
Then the drums came on. Nice. I liked this band. No matter how weird the name is. The electric guitar roared to life and the audience went wild. I smirked. So they were good musicians...now lets hear their singing. Then a guy with dirty blond hair and gold eyes jumped on the stage. My heart stopped and all the blood drained from my face. It couldn't be...
Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup (Hide the scars to fade away the shake-)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table
Here you go creating another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table
You wanted to
Oh, I don't think you trust...
At this point, the olive skinned boy with black hair who was playing the electric guitar joined Hunter in singing.
In
My
Self -righteous suicide
I
cry
when Angels deserve to
DIE!
That made my blood boil. How. Dare. They.
RRRRAAAHHHGGGHHH!
Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away (Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table
(Here you go) creating another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table
You wanted to
Oh, I don't think you trust
I needed to call Max.
In
My
Self righteous suicide
I
cry
when Angels deserve to
die...
Like, right now.
In
my
self righteous suicide
I cry
when Angels deserve to die
Okay, that's it! I reached for my cell phone to notice...
It wasn't there!
Dammit!
Now I would have to wait until the performance was over to get to the phone in Rachel's office.
I glared at the stage where Hunter, Fang and Ghost on the bass guitar were bouncing around like they owned the place. I think that was the boy, Iggy on the drums, but wasn't sure. And anyways why would the blind boy be on the drums? I was snapped out of thinking when Hunter and Fang started screaming, Hunter first than Fang.
Father!
Mother!
Father!
Brother!
Father!
Fucker!
Father!
Father!
Father into your hands, I commend my spirit
Father into your hands, why have you forsaken me
In your eyes
Forsaken me
in your thoughts
Forsaken me
In your heart
Forsaken me, Oh!
Trust in
my
self righteous suicide
I cry
when Angels to die
In my
self righteous suicide
Why cry
when Angels deserve to die...
The applause was enormous. I was seething with anger. How dare they come to our spot, preform, and diss us?! Who the hell did they think they are?! Rachel came back, all smiles.
"Wasn't that performance amazing? They sounded a lot like the original band," she said looking at the camera and pressing buttons. I put on an impassive face.
"Um, Rachel?" she turned and looked at me. "Can I go and use your phone?"
"Sure!" she said throwing me the keys to her office. I caught them and walked into the hallway. I opened the door and ran to the phone. I mashed in the buttons and the phone rang a few times.
"Hello?" Max said. In the background I heard Chris singing Big Girls Don't Cry. I winced.
"Um—Max, Shadow here. Er...something's wrong." I heard her sit up.
"What?"
"Well, the Fallen are here."
"WHAT!!!" Um...ouch.
"I said the Fallen are here as in they are at the club, singing and preforming," I said.
"I know what you said. But why are they there?" I could hear her shoving her shoes on.
"And how the heck am I supposed to--" I froze. I heard voices coming closer.
"Shadow?" Max asked.
"Gotta go," I whispered.
"NO! Wait—Shad--!" But I had already hung up the phone. I looked around and saw the closet that usually held Rachel's video equipment. I smiled and ran in there, shutting the door behind me.
For some reason, I hate tight enclosed spaces, don't ask why. I wasn't exactly squished in here but I wasn't comfortable either. My mind was reeling, telling me to run out. But I stayed put.
"--to say, awesome performance. Absolutely fantastic." I heard Rachel say.
"Well, we did our best." I bit my lip. That was Hunter. By the sound of it, there was five people in the room. Four Fallen spies against one of me in a public place equals no good.
"Everyone could tell," Rachel said. And was she...flirting? What the HELL? He was fourteen! She was twenty-five! Well, he was probably signed up as older, like me and Max, but still!
"Yeah, uh-huh, anyways, the video?" Fang broke in. I almost snickered out loud.
"Oh yeah um...I'll delete it, don't worry," she said. Oh, so they're paranoid spies as well?
"Okay good. So what do we do now?" Ghost asked.
"Well, you can go watch the other acts preform. There's a girl, a really good one, her name slips my mind right now, but she's really good!" Rachel said. I rolled my eyes. She was probably too busy staring into Hunter's eyes right now to remember me.
"Let's go," Iggy said. I heard footsteps, the light switch flick and the door close. I breathed out and stepped out the closet. Okay, now what?
Me: Uh-oh. What happens next? Tune in next time to The Fallen Angels to find out. And don't forget to review:)