Ok…I have been reading AU's where the Guardians are human…and….I got bit by the bug! This is basically an AU where they are human, and are a singing group, with Sandy being the DJ music mixer, Tooth plays piano, Jack plays the drums, and North and Bunny both play electric guitar. They all sing, except Sandy, but Bunny is one of the main singers along with Jack. So I hope ya'll enjoy it.
PLEASE NOTE! The song I have them sing is not a song I made up it is called Rawkfist, and the lyrics and music are owned by its creator and singer Thousand Foot Krutch, so if you are interested in hearing the song, just go on youtube.
So I'm making an AU that should be mostly comedy, and a good deal of fun!
"Ladies and gentleman, I give you the most anticipated band that has ever rocked the shores of California, the group that has big dreams and the talent to back it up, the one the only 'Epikaos'!"
Jack grinned, spinning his drumsticks in his pale hands, heart starting to beat in time with what would be their opening number. Looking down, he straightened his clothes and prepared to run onstage alongside his fellow band members. Looking over to the rest of the group, Jack allowed a small giggle to slip past his lips at the usual bickering between North and Aster their lead guitarists. They were arguing yet again over the spelling of their band's name, the full name being Epic Chaos, but Jack had shortened it to Epikaos and somehow it had stuck. Aster however had not forgiven him for it, because apparently none of the announcers at the gigs they played could ever announce them correctly, but they would handle those problems once they became famous. For now they were enjoying rocking the small time and building up their career as they went.
"Jack, are you ready to go?" Tooth, a nickname given due to her over-obsession with keeping her teeth sparkling white and lecturing anyone who did not give their teeth proper care, asked in an excited tone.
The pale sixteen year old turned to the only female member of the group, smiling at her naturally lavender eyes and her dyed multicolor hair that matched her personality so well "Oh yeah," he said while wiggling his eyebrows "I'm ready to hit the stage, and have me some fun!"
"Good!" Tooth giggled "just don't break another set of drumsticks, the last gig we played for didn't pay us much and this one needs to pay the bills, so be careful ok?"
Jack pouted, upset that he couldn't go all out "Do they have metal drumsticks out there?" he grumped.
Tooth gave a half shrug as she turned around to look in a nearby mirror and fussed with her neon green tank top and dusted off her bleached jeans "Probably, but I doubt we could afford them right now."
"Oi," an Aussie accent cut through their conversation "Let's get out there, the crowd is screamin' as it is, and if we keep 'em waitin' any longer we might end up with refunds on our hands."
"Finally!" Jack whooped to the ceiling as he raced on stage and did a small dance and a wave to his fangirls.
Aster rolled his shoulders, put on the confident smirk that drove the ladies wild, and walked out onto the stage in graceful lithe strides taking his place as the lead singer and guitarist. Tooth smiled as the screams hit a fever pitch as soon as the lean Australian went out there, and admired his look that night. A tight white t-shirt did nothing to conceal the twenty-three year old's finely toned muscles rippling over his form, and a black leather vest covered that in loose flowing waves. His slim hips and legs were covered by black jeans, and he wore stylish running shoes that made no sounds as he practically glided across the floor. His hair was black, but had natural streaks of grey running through it which actually added to the rocker mystique, add in the fact that he had bright emerald green eyes and the guy was irresistible to any female within a five block radius.
Then North walked onstage taking the place of backup singer and second guitarist, older brother to Jack and tinkerer extraordinaire, this man of roughly twenty-four years was responsible for a lot of their equipment and sound system. He was the one who fixed equipment, tuned instruments, and managed their traveling. Well to be honest, Aster was the one who managed the budget of their traveling and actually booked the events, a job which caused him no end of stress and anxiety which earned him the nickname, Bunny. North, like Aster, was also well built and muscular, his voice still maintaining its Russian accent that he had gained when him and his parents still lived in Russia before immigrating to America. Jack had been born in the states, and then their parents had died about five years later. North had been thirteen years old at the time, and somehow he and his five year old brother had survived the foster care system long enough for North to get out and gain legal guardianship of his brother. That was where the five of them had met, in the orphanage, and they couldn't imagine ever being separated from each other now.
The young man strode onstage, red shirt going taut against his muscular form, and black jean pants adorning his legs. Big black boots covered his feet, and his hair glimmered in the multicolored lights of the stage. The funny thing about Jack and North was their blonde hair that was so naturally bleached, it practically looked white, add in their bright blue eyes and they were certainly a sight to see. The last member of their crew was a rambunctious and funloving mute who literally forced them to learn sign language, which actually helped when they were in the middle of a show and needed to get a message to one of the gang, and his name was Sandy. Sandman, his nickname due to the fact that he loved taking naps as well as making anyone who made fun of his friends take one too, was their resident disc jockey. The guy was one of the most skilled DJ's Tooth had ever seen, and literally made the music his voice box, using the mixing board to speak for him when he wanted to make an impression. Granted, they were talented without a resident disc jockey, but with Sandy's magic touch, they were spectacular. He was average height with dusty blonde hair the color of golden corn, and bright hazel eyes that shifted colors with his mood. He enjoyed wearing shimmery gold clothes or anything bright for that matter, because when the lights hit him as he did his job as DJ, he would almost glow like an ethereal spirit, and it made the music board look amazing.
Last but not least, Tooth walked onstage, pumping the air with one fist as she did a dramatic bow, finishing it up by doing a rocker hand sign accompanied by sticking her tongue out and winking at the crowd. This was how they got their crowds, they had enough male eye candy to draw the girls between the ages of sixteen and twenty-four, and she brought in a good amount of guys, so between them they had a fair amount of fans in the bleachers. Taking her place behind the electric piano, she waited for Aster to lift his closed fist into the air, and then as he counted down from five, she prepped her fingers for the opening song. Finally the lead singer reached one, and the rocking first solo rang out among the rafters.
"Throw up your Rawkfist if you're feelin' it when I drop this!"
North bobbed his head in time, and Jack pounded out the two opening notes, while Tooth gave herself up to the music.
"Show 'em how we blow the spot, let's make it hot, let's shock 'em with the body rock"
Jack went all out, despite Tooth's warnings, going fancy one minute, and then expertly drawing back so to allow the guitarists to have their solos. Moving onto their next song Sandy danced within his DJ box, mixing the music even as it was played, adding in flairs and flourishes that made their style so unique. Tooth grinned, her eyes closing in rapture as she ad libbed a section of music, relishing how it beautifully harmonized with the song they were playing. North was singing this time, Aster harmonizing as their voices mixed together, and despite their accents they somehow managed to blend in perfect harmony. Tooth danced as she played, spinning in a tight whirl, and then slamming her fingers back down on the keys. Aster was jumping up and down, doing a hopping like dance as he played the guitar, his eyes shut as he gave himself up completely to the music.
Jack grinned widely, his drumsticks whirling in his fingertips, and proceeded to drum away until suddenly the boy froze. His smile fell, and his drumsticks stilled, until he was merely sitting there glaring at the side of the stage. Standing backstage, sneering at his group, stood their rival. Pitch Black, the lead singer and guitarist of the heavy metal group Dark Thoughts, was currently standing with his group of 'fearlings' as Jack had nicknamed them. All stood in their black clothes, black hair, and surly attitudes.
"JACK!" Someone bellowed into his ear bud.
Looking back onto the stage, Sandy used a brief pause between beats to sign to the boy 'What's wrong?'
Jack winced, realizing he had stopped drumming completely, and thanked his lucky stars for dropping off during Aster and North's guitar solos where it sounded like they were having a battle. 'Pitch and the ghoulies are here at our show!' Jack signed back.
Sandy's face immediately turned and saw their rival standing backstage, and a look of fury crossed his face, his hands clenching into fists. Not many people knew this, but Pitch and Sandy were twin brothers, not identical of course, and many people remarked on how different they were. Sandy was light, fun, and full of goodness. Pitch had crawled into a dark hole of bitterness and contempt, and effectively died there. The boys had been separated from each other sometime during their years at the orphanage, and Pitch endured horrors and hardship beyond belief, eventually falling into drugs and gang lifestyle as well as getting in trouble with the law. They had not seen him until they met on the road, both having started bands of their own, and Pitch still blamed Sandy for the cards fate had dealt him; somehow thinking that his mute brother had betrayed him by not fighting to keep them together and protect him from the horrors of the foster care system.
Sandy had tried making amends, but Pitch would have none of it, and after numerous attacks against them in various ways, Sandy and his twin had become bitter rivals and enemies. It broke the hearts of the entire band to see Sandy suffer, but sometimes life happens when you least expect it, and all you can do is stand strong and not let it get you down. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Aster was giving the goodbyes and thanks and the group was walking down offstage. Jack wiped his brow from the sweat streaming down from it, and North quickly swept down on him, his hands brushing the boy's brow worriedly.
"Are you alright?" he asked his brow furrowed with concern "You are not overheated, are you?"
"Nooooorth!" Jack whined swatting his older brother's hands away "Jeez, I overheat and faint just once, and you treat me like a kid for the rest of my life, it's been months since I fainted."
"Jack," North pinned him with a stern glare "I am your brother, it is my job to worry, now are you drinking lots of water?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Jack grumped ducking away from North and jogging a few feet away "now leave me alone."
Turning around the boy suddenly felt dizzy, and lightheaded, wobbling on his feet and falling sideways only to get caught by Aster "Oi," the Aussie said in a gruff voice that had an undertone of concern "careful mate, ya been drinking enough water? We don't need another episode like the last time ya got dehydrated."
North stomped up to the teen, and flung him over his shoulder, Jack pounded on his back, screaming out for all he was worth about the unfairness of the situation being thrust upon him. Aster merely chuckled, and turned to Tooth had had only just joined them, and seeing her raised eyebrow explained the scene that had just occurred "Brain freeze over there went and got his'self dehydrated again, almost fainted."
"Oh no," Tooth sighed before letting out a small giggle "North must be furious."
Aster shot her a wicked grin "Yeah, I would recommend ya not try talkin' ta either of them tonight."
Both shared a knowing smile before suddenly whirling around when a large crash sounded behind them. To their shock and horror, there stood Sandy, his fists clenched at his sides, and his face a mask of anger and mistrust. Pitch stood in front of him, his own face decorated with a sneer, and between them on the ground lay a box of Sandy's DJ equipment, some of it broken. Aster quickly strode over, and picked up the box, then laid a hand gently on Sandy's shoulder. Giving it a comforting squeeze, the Aussie whispered to his friend.
"Let it go Sandy," he urged "Pitch ain't worth it, let's just get on the road and head to our next gig, yeah?"
Sandy's fists trembled with the resolve it took not to start swinging them, and finally he let out a long slow breath and turned on his heel to stride out of the room. Aster sneered at Pitch "What," he snarled "don't have anything better ta do than ta play petulant pranks?"
"Please," Pitch sighed "I was just helping take out the garbage, it isn't my fault that my poor excuse of a sibling uses such outdated equipment... I was almost doing him a favor."
"That equipment was the gear he saved up for and bought when we first became a band," the Aussie growled between gritted teeth "outdated or not, it means a lot ta him, and I suggest ya learn ta watch where yer going mate, otherwise I'll have ta teach ya a lesson."
"Ooooh!" Pitch shivered theatrically as he rolled sarcastic eyes "I'm SO scared of the big bad Aster, go back to the outback Kangaroo, you don't belong here."
"I belong here more than you," Aster shot back "what are ya doin' here anyways, a different band was booked to follow us up on this circuit."
"They backed out," Pitch replied with a self satisfied smirk "family emergency or some such nonsense, so the booking agent called us, and now we're taking their place. It's a good thing too, I'm sure the people will be ready for some real music, especially after listening to you losers."
Aster ground his teeth together, ready to throw a punch but decided against it, like he had just told Sandy, Pitch wasn't worth it and he certainly wasn't going to rise to that scumbag's bait. Walking away, the Aussie sighed, if Pitch was on the same circuit as they were, then that meant that they would be forced to see him every weekend for the next three months of their latest tour down the coast of California. Aster rubbed his temples, feeling a sudden headache coming on, suddenly he was not looking forward to this summer.
Ok, I know it's short, and not very interesting, but this is a taste test. Is this something ya'll would want me to continue?
YES, I am STILL doing Human!Bunny, and I WILL be doing the psychic arc VISIONS after that, this is just a random arc that I will update every now and again…that is…if you like it.
The winner of the REVIEW GAMES is…..the Guest reviewer who talked about how they are not into Horror, but liked the Pitch scenes (you know who you are!). Regular rules apply, if you don't know what they are, PM me, and I will tell you.
Congratulations, and everyone PLEASE REVIEW, I want to know your opinion on this.