Noodle let out a cheerful cry as she jumped into the water. She resurfaced and swam over to the edge to see Russel laying in a pool chair. "Come on Russel, jump in." said Noodle. "Nah, later baby girl, I just want to relax a bit, can't do that shit with Murdoc around." said Russel. Noodle rolled her eyes and got out of the pool.

"Then why bother coming here in your swimsuit if you won't swim, we bought these new suits to swim in." said Noodle. The drummer only looked at Noodle who had crossed her arms, she was wearing a two piece swim suit that was a winter blue. Russel himself settled on just plain yellow swim trunks. "Noodle, I will get in, just not right at this moment." said Russel. Noodle sighed and jumped back into the water.

Russel let out a contented sigh and shut his eyes. Then he was slashed with water and shot right up. Noodle laughed at him from her place in the pool. "Oh, you want a splash fight, it's on!" said Russel amused. The guitarist let out a mock shriek as Russel gets into the pool.

Noodle laughs as Russel starts splashing her with the water. Noodle retaliates, laughing the whole time. The two band mates laugh together and decided to stop the fight and swim instead.

*~* GORILLAZ *~*

Cortez flapped his wings a bit as he pecked at a loose feather in his wing. He was at the bar in the hotel, standing guard next to a bottle of rum and an empty glass. As Cortez sat there, a waiter came over and made a grab for the bottle. The raven cawed loudly and bit the waiter. "Ah, damn bird." grumbled the waiter.

He left and Cortez went back to his waiting. He turned his head to a broom closet next to the bar and watched the door open. Coming out was Murdoc with messed up hair and wrinkled clothing. Following him was a woman with long blonde hair sticking out of a bun and a ruined red dress, her make-up was smeared all over her face.

"Hm, you were an animal." purred the woman. "Heh, that's just how I roll, luv." winked Murdoc. She giggled and left as Murdoc sat back at the bar with Cortez softly cooing at him. The Satanist smirked and pulled up a red fabric purse. He looked through it to pull out the wallet and take out the money.

"I tell ya Cortez, the chicks here are loaded and desperate." snorted Murdoc. Cortez nodded, agreeing with the bassist. Murdoc put the now empty wallet back in the purse and threw it towards the lost and found box where four other purses were. Murdoc poured himself some rum and started drinking when Cortez cawed. "That's quite the bird you have." said a voice.

The Satanist looked behind him to see a man with combed blonde hair in a navy blue business suit. "What about it." snapped Murdoc. "Seeing as how you have a raven, seduced women with ease and stole their purses, you must be the notorious Murdoc Niccals." said the man. "Ya, I am, cut to the chase." said Murdoc, facing the man now. "Oh yes, business, I'm Dylan Powell." said the man.

"Powell, oh, you're that bloke who buys rare objects for some collection." said Murdoc boredly. "Correct, but actually, it's musical objects I'm interested in." said Dylan. "What's that got to do with me?" asked Murdoc. "I would like to pay you one million dollars." said Dylan. Murdoc looked at him in shock, that much money?!

Then, it hit him, he wanted something of his. "What is it you want?" asked Murdoc, drinking more rum. "I want El Diablo." said Dylan. Murdoc glared at him and straightened up. "Why do you want my bass?" asked Murdoc.

Dylan laughed and sat down next to Murdoc. "You must now, your bass is the rarest by far, there is no other bass like it, plus the stories of how it was crafted from the fires of Hell and that YOU sold your soul for it, it makes it the rarest musical instrument in the world." said Dylan. Murdoc nodded to snort. "That's correct, I DID sell my soul for it, sorry, but my bass ain't for sell." said Murdoc.

Cortez cawed loudly at the man but he ignored the raven. "Is one million not enough?" asked Dylan. "I told you, I sold my soul for it, there's no way in FUCKING HELL I'm giving it to anyone, especially not to a guy in a damn monkey suit." spat Murdoc. The man closed his eyes in irritation and got up. "Very well, but I will tell you this, I ALWAYS get what I want." said Dylan.

With that, he left and the bassist glared after him. "Stupid piece of shit." said Murdoc. Then, he smirked and looked over to his raven. "Well?" asked Murdoc. Cortez cawed and lifted a napkin which had hidden a wallet.

Cortez gave it to Murdoc who opened it and went through it. "Dumbass." snorted Murdoc. He tossed the wallet and went back to drinking before finding another desperate woman. The two went into the closet and Cortez once again kept watch over his master's stuff.

*~* GORILLAZ *~*

"No, no, go left, go left!" shouted 2D. Jag grunted as he moved the joystick, moving his character away from the mass of zombies. The two were in the large arcade in the hotel, right now the two were taking turns playing an arcade game they never saw before: Zombie Smack down. The character turned around and blasted all the zombies, the level was cleared. "You're really good at this." said 2D.

Jag nodded when the screen turned black and something came on.

TO CONTINUE

FOUR MORE TOKENS NEEDED

10

Jag put in the tokens but sighed. "We're out." said Jag. "I'll go get some more than." said 2D. Jag nodded as the game continued and he started playing again. The singer walked away and came to the token machine.

He too out a twenty when he heard the soft clicking of heels. He looked to be shocked. Standing behind him was a woman with greasy black hair wearing a black tank top and skinny jeans with black heels. She wore sunglasses and had bright red lips. It was Paula Cracker, ex-guitarist of the band and 2D's ex-girlfriend.

"Hey Stu, long time no see." said Paula. "Don't call me Stu." growled 2D. "What, I come over to see you and this is how you treat me?" asked Paula. "You used me to get into the band, then you lie about being in love with me, and finally, you cheated on me by sleeping with Murdoc." said 2D. "Well, he slept with me." said Paula.

2D stared at her and she sighed. "Good point, he sleeps with everyone." said Paula. "Why are you here?" asked 2D. "To see the show of course, I want to see it go badly." said Paula. 2D glared at her and grinded his teeth.

"We have NEVER put on a bad show." spat 2D. "Not yet, I'm just waiting so I can laugh at you guys." said Paula. That pissed 2D off and the woman wagged her finger at him. "Tsk, tsk, don't get angry, Stuart, you're not the angry type, you're nothing like Murdoc." snorted Paula. "At least I'm not a whacked-up slut like you." said 2D.

Paula gaped at him before snubbing him and walking away. 2D sighed and got the tokens to return to Jag. "There you are, what happened?" asked Jag. "Paula." sighed 2D. The cyborg Darkrai was sad for the singer and patted his back.

"Come on, I destroyed this game, let's go play more air hockey." said Jag. 2D smiled at that and they started to leave. "So, you beat the game?" asked 2D. "No, I literally destroyed the game." said Jag. 2D looked back to see the game in two and sparking brightly.

2D laughed at that and the two went on to the air hockey table.

*~* GORILLAZ *~*

"So, she wants to see us mess up, that's why she's here?" asked Jag. "Yep, she's a bitch." said 2D. Jag agreed when the door opened and Murdoc came in with Cortez. "Who's a bitch?" asked Murdoc. 2D then told the bassist about his encounter with Paula in the arcade.

"Fucking bitch, we're the greatest fucking band in the world, like we would ever mess up a show." growled Murdoc. "Exactly, but she stills wants us to fail." said Jag. "Whacked-up slut." grumbled 2D. Murdoc heard him and laughed at that.

There was a knock at the door and it opened to Noodle's face. "Guys, it's almost five, we have to leave now." said Noodle. "Alright, we'll head down." said Murdoc. Noodle left and Murdoc put Cortez on a perch by his bed. He grabbed his bass case and the three band mates left.

They road the elevator down to the lobby where Russel and Noodle were waiting. "About time." said Russel. "Shut up, lardass, we're still making great time." said Murdoc. 2D walked over to Noodle and the guitarist hugged him. "Ready to go, Toochi?" asked Noodle.

"Yep." said 2D. The band left the hotel and got into the waiting limo. The limo drove off as the band settled in the seats. Murdoc started drinking the beer, Noodle was playing a game with Russel while 2D and Jag watched something on the Ipad. "What are you guys watching?" ased Russel.

Murdoc peeked to groan. "Not that stupid Detective Jenkins show again." said Murdoc. "Shut up, it's a good show." said 2D. "Ya, you never know, this show may help us in the future." said Jag. Murdoc ignored them and went back to drinking beer.

The ride was only fifteen minutes long and they soon arrived at the Black Abyss. They went in to be greeted by the stage manager. "Okay, I know it's four hours till the show, but we want to make sure everything is perfect." said the man. "Ya, ya, where's our dressing room?" asked Murdoc. The man lead them to it and they went in to see all their favorite food, drinks, and also their instruments.

"Okay, let's do an instrument check, to make sure it's all tuned." suggested Noodle. The band agreed and went to it. 2D checked his mic and keyboard while Noodle checked her guitar and Russel checked the drums. It was all good till Murdoc shouted in shock and anger. "Muds, what's wrong?" asked 2D.

"What's wrong, WHAT'S WRONG, THIS IS WHAT'S WRONG!" shouted Murdoc. He threw his case to the floor and everyone was shocked.

The case was empty, El Diablo was gone!

A/N: And the bass is gone, it's disappeared. What'll happen next? Stay tuned and plz review.