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An adult sat on the waiting room with the rest of the members. Some are warming up and some just making some conversations with eachother.

Their band concert was gonna start in a few minute.

"NOW FOR THE NEXT BAND,..." Scratch that, now I meant. The rest got up from their sitting place and looked at each other before nodding with a determined look or smile.

While the announcer is making the dramatic announcement for their arrival, they made a light joke.

"What if you got assassinate in the middle of the singing?" He got nudge by the tall women who scolded him. "Ey, don't say dat!" They all laughed then

"Heh, we're not that big of a band.. So let's just go all out, yeah?" Y/n hold out their hand then the other follows,

"THE ROTTING REVENG!!"
seems like they synced with the announcer, so with that, they step out of the room and into the man stage.

Once they were on the view, everyone cheered with their little banner and screams of their band names with so much enthusiasm and positivity.

"ROTTING REVENGE! WOOOOO!!!!!"

The women nudge their leader, "what was it about being not so famous?" They just chuckle making the other joined.

They then walked towards the middles, their leader, y/n was now holding the mic with the guitar strapped on them.

"HOW IS EVERYONE?!!" A cheer of good and some bad echoes through the stage

"First of all, it's great to know some of you guys are good and I hope the ones who's not having a great day will have the best one. And second of all, HAPPY 3 YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!!"

A roar of cheer erupt from the crowd, making the bands proud and happy of how long and how far they have come to. Three year and they're already this huge of a population and support from their fans. It made all of them want to cry right there and now.

"As much as we do want to cry-" braye said, "we will sing the top second song for today! " y/n continues for Braye, their second vocalist.

another cheer was erupt before it going quite slowly with small cheer going here and there.

The music slowly get in...

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[ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɢᴏ ғᴀʀ, ᴋɪᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏғғsᴘʀɪɴɢ ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺]

♪sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪs ᴀɴ ᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜ
ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄʟᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅ sᴇᴛs ᴏғғ ᴀɴ ᴜɴsᴜsᴘᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴇᴘ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʟɪɴᴇ, ᴀ ᴍᴏʙ ᴊᴜᴍᴘs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғᴇᴇᴛ

ɴᴏᴡ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ғᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ, ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀɴ, ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴇᴀʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ
ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ
ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɢᴏ ғᴀʀ, ᴋɪᴅ

ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇ
ʜɪᴛ 'ᴇᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs
ʜɪᴛ 'ᴇᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs
ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ
sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs
sᴇᴇ 'ᴇᴍ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs

sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʟɪɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀɪғᴛɪɴɢ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sɪɢʜᴛ
sᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴡɪᴅᴇ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇ, ɪᴛ's ᴀ sᴄᴇɴᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɪs ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴘᴀʏ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ, ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɪᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ

ɴᴏᴡ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ғᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ, ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀɴ, ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴋɴᴇᴡ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ
sʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴀʏ
ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɢᴏ ғᴀʀ, ᴋɪᴅ
ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ᴅᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇᴅ

ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇ
ʜɪᴛ 'ᴇᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs
ʜɪᴛ 'ᴇᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs
ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ
sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs
sᴇᴇ 'ᴇᴍ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs

ɴᴏᴡ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ғᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ, ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴋɴᴇᴡ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ
sᴏ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ғᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ, ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ
ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ

ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇ
ʜɪᴛ 'ᴇᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs
ʜɪᴛ 'ᴇᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs
ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ
sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs
sᴇᴇ 'ᴇᴍ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs
ᴄʟᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀʟɪʙɪs, ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟɪᴇs
ʜɪᴛ 'ᴇᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs
ʜɪᴛ 'ᴇᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs
ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ
sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs
sᴇᴇ 'ᴇᴍ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs

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The band members were all panting after the song, they turn and look at each other before smilling and nod.

"We all like to thank everyone for supporting us till today. No matter what, you guys never press us to worked too hard or just being negative towards us. From the bottom of our heart, Thank You."

The rest was about to follow their leader in a bow, before y/n were shot on the head.

The sound of a sniper echoes through the stage, making everyone freaked out. Some screamed once they realized and some joined in at the scene.

Their once happy and thankful band leader, was now on the floor with a bullet between their eye.

Behind the chaos, a few shot meter away, a figure is seen on their walkie talkie.

"I got them."

And a certain God with their friend is fuming slightly.

"Ł'₥ đɇ₴₮ɽøɏł₦₲ ₮ⱨł₴ ₩øɽⱡđ."

"No, we can't. As much as I want too we can't."

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