Pheonix791989
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I know its been a while since I've been on here or wrote anything in a while. gotta love the school year and **** like that. Umm right now I'm trying to decide on the setting for the story but I'll have a general idea soon... but I'll post the introduction/prologue thingy so here we go.
Intro
Dave rubbed his eyes after another tiresome show. He was stressed, his back ached from lack of an actual bed. He had been feeling depressed and listening to Pink Floyd wasn't helping. Chester, his hotel mate was being hyperactive and not allowing him to get any sleep any time soon. Running a hand over the back of his head, he sighed. Chester punched Dave in the shoulder before flopping down on the bed.
"Night man."
Chester mumbled. Dave grumbled a response before falling back face down in the pillow. He let out another grunting sigh before finally drifting off to sleep.
Knock, knock knock.
Dave groaned and Chester swore loudly.
"You get it."
Dave grunted in Chester's direction. Chester growled loudly into his pillow before shoving it aside and sliding off of the bed, the sheets all tangled around him. Dave sat up as a glare of light from the hallway.
"Yeah?"
Chester drawled. He opened the door a little wider to see two larger men decked out in bullet proof vests and military style pants and boots. Dave shaded his eyes to see they were both carrying rifles and standard issued police hand guns. Dave shivered, there was something about the two of them that un-nerved him, he could tell that chester was shaken by them.
"David Michale Farrell, Chester Charles Bennington, You're to come with us."
The larger man said. Chester crossed his arms and put on a slight snarl.
"what are the charges?"
"No charges, you need to come with us."
"**** no!"
Chester growled. The smaller man drew his gun so quickly and a small pamph went off. Chester fell to the floor, unconscious. With a nod from the larger man, the smaller dude then turned his gun towards Dave, who tried to move. He felt a sting in his shoulder where he saw a dart sticking out. A knock out dart.
"*******."
he growled. Dave blacked out. When he came to, he was sitting in a room with Chester, still in his boxer-breifs, a chick who looked to be only 18 years old, a guy who looked like a new school version of the crow without the makeup, and young kid who must have been in the military. Dave groaned as he shivered, he still wasnt wearing a shirt. The girl was already awake, eying Dave, Chester and the Crow dude with intrest.
"who the **** are you."
Chester growled, holding his head in his hands.
"I'm Atreu, Markswoman, martial artist, and avid artist. that dude over there is Criss Angel. I'm surprised they actually got him. Dont know who the other kid is."
Atreu said in a soft voice.
"Great, a ninja, two rockstars and a two-bit magician."
Chester growled. Criss was about to say something but was cut off by Atreu,
"Don't you dare call him a two-bit magician! He's an illusionist, an artist in a way you wouldnt understand."
She growled. Someone cleared their throat, making the whole group look up. It was the same pair that came to call on each person.
"You'd better start fighting and learn to get along. Your survival depends on it."
"what do you mean?"
"My name is Officer Hayes. This is Officer Connor. We are Federal Special Tatics And Rescue Squad. And you my friends have been chosen to investigate what the government believes to be two places where some mysterious murders have occurred. We believe that there is a connection between the two places. One of you might have heard of atleast one of the places. Armagosa Hotel..."
Criss picked his head up and raised an eyebrow.
"and the Waverly hills Sanatorium. We believe the murders that have occured in the last few months are a result of either occult or paranormal activity."
Criss scoffed.
"I can assure you that there is no such thing as paranormal activity in that particular area."
He said in a confident voice. A folder was placed on the table in front of them and then Officer Hayes hit buttons on a little swipe pad. The area was changed into a locker room with weapons.
"You'll be sent there to investigate both places. If you refuse you will be killed. Officer Connor will help you investigate."
"What did we get into phi?"
Chester whined. Dave shook his head.
"I dont know chaz man. I just hope we live."
Intro
Dave rubbed his eyes after another tiresome show. He was stressed, his back ached from lack of an actual bed. He had been feeling depressed and listening to Pink Floyd wasn't helping. Chester, his hotel mate was being hyperactive and not allowing him to get any sleep any time soon. Running a hand over the back of his head, he sighed. Chester punched Dave in the shoulder before flopping down on the bed.
"Night man."
Chester mumbled. Dave grumbled a response before falling back face down in the pillow. He let out another grunting sigh before finally drifting off to sleep.
Knock, knock knock.
Dave groaned and Chester swore loudly.
"You get it."
Dave grunted in Chester's direction. Chester growled loudly into his pillow before shoving it aside and sliding off of the bed, the sheets all tangled around him. Dave sat up as a glare of light from the hallway.
"Yeah?"
Chester drawled. He opened the door a little wider to see two larger men decked out in bullet proof vests and military style pants and boots. Dave shaded his eyes to see they were both carrying rifles and standard issued police hand guns. Dave shivered, there was something about the two of them that un-nerved him, he could tell that chester was shaken by them.
"David Michale Farrell, Chester Charles Bennington, You're to come with us."
The larger man said. Chester crossed his arms and put on a slight snarl.
"what are the charges?"
"No charges, you need to come with us."
"**** no!"
Chester growled. The smaller man drew his gun so quickly and a small pamph went off. Chester fell to the floor, unconscious. With a nod from the larger man, the smaller dude then turned his gun towards Dave, who tried to move. He felt a sting in his shoulder where he saw a dart sticking out. A knock out dart.
"*******."
he growled. Dave blacked out. When he came to, he was sitting in a room with Chester, still in his boxer-breifs, a chick who looked to be only 18 years old, a guy who looked like a new school version of the crow without the makeup, and young kid who must have been in the military. Dave groaned as he shivered, he still wasnt wearing a shirt. The girl was already awake, eying Dave, Chester and the Crow dude with intrest.
"who the **** are you."
Chester growled, holding his head in his hands.
"I'm Atreu, Markswoman, martial artist, and avid artist. that dude over there is Criss Angel. I'm surprised they actually got him. Dont know who the other kid is."
Atreu said in a soft voice.
"Great, a ninja, two rockstars and a two-bit magician."
Chester growled. Criss was about to say something but was cut off by Atreu,
"Don't you dare call him a two-bit magician! He's an illusionist, an artist in a way you wouldnt understand."
She growled. Someone cleared their throat, making the whole group look up. It was the same pair that came to call on each person.
"You'd better start fighting and learn to get along. Your survival depends on it."
"what do you mean?"
"My name is Officer Hayes. This is Officer Connor. We are Federal Special Tatics And Rescue Squad. And you my friends have been chosen to investigate what the government believes to be two places where some mysterious murders have occurred. We believe that there is a connection between the two places. One of you might have heard of atleast one of the places. Armagosa Hotel..."
Criss picked his head up and raised an eyebrow.
"and the Waverly hills Sanatorium. We believe the murders that have occured in the last few months are a result of either occult or paranormal activity."
Criss scoffed.
"I can assure you that there is no such thing as paranormal activity in that particular area."
He said in a confident voice. A folder was placed on the table in front of them and then Officer Hayes hit buttons on a little swipe pad. The area was changed into a locker room with weapons.
"You'll be sent there to investigate both places. If you refuse you will be killed. Officer Connor will help you investigate."
"What did we get into phi?"
Chester whined. Dave shook his head.
"I dont know chaz man. I just hope we live."