The Rockstar Sagas

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Ullery

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In the bleak of night, Ayenee was about to get a very special treat.
It seemed there was being held in the City Square at 3 pm, A concert hosted by ayenee capital correspondance AccL and the radio station Krwz 34 fm. The concert came with mentionings on tv news casts and by flyers on billboards and on public access areas.

The best part about this premier concert was that it was absolouteley free to the public.

In background rumor, there was word that corporate executives of these two joint ventured establishments payed for the entire sha-bang with a hope that ratings would jump higher then they ever have.

Most of the band were already onstage. There was Jim Taggert on Drums, Micheal Sandago on synthsizer, Charlie Hass on bass guitar, Willam Montgomery Bridges on saxaphone(when needed)
Juan Demallio on back up electric guitar.
And Tony Sortego, the main singer and guitarist.

But three o clock had yet to come...

Three o clock had finally arrived and the band stepped out on stage.
All that is except for the lead singer.

After a few quick guitar and microphone checks, the band began by strumming a small little pre-warm up dance beat.

Then the light's on stage faded to black and the synthsizer made a bell sound.

Slowly a dark blue smoke poured across the stage as the begining of an undertakerish theme played by the synthsizer and the bass guitarist.

Tony stepped out on stage with his guitar case in hand.
When he finally stepped up to the mic he called out.
"Good afternoon sweet city Ayenee!"

Crowds of people cheered.
"Ready to rock and roll?"

More cheers echoed out.

"All righty, then let's get this party STARTED!"

He nodded to Jim and Jim counted down as he took out his guitar and slid the case back next to the synthsizer.

"3.2.1!"

Jim began hitting out a level steady beat and soon the electric guitar followed into the rthym of the song.

"All right Ayenee, this first one's somethin I wrote when I was ridin the train down this way!"

Charlie and Micheal began touching up the rthym when it was their turn.

"I was sleepin in the cabby, while you were busy talkin to yer daddy."
"I felt sick when I awoke that mornin, Sent a rose straight to you my darlin' What do you mean? What do you see? All gray!"
"Hey babe."
"Has no class, just tossed his ass, pushed me out on the street."
"No body knows, just what you did, no one that is cept me!"

"Sayin oh my my! oh lordy me! gods above! Straight into the sea."
"Life's a bore and then you want more, when you got adventure burstin out of your doors."
"Hey think twice, ready and nice, lasting impression seems to bust imperfections!"
"My babes on the rise, she's on the prowl, chasing her round."
"My babes on the rise, she's lookin into my eyes, and makin me howl oooo!"

A guitar interlude comes in from Charlie along with Juan hot on the strings.

Tony starts dancing around the stage.
"My brother went, into home ec! saw his reflection in a mirror over on west boulevard! You should see his yard."
"Told my old lady, some happy words, she was jumpin and a had her a curve, but I survived, all these years, by her lessons."

"You know all the things that people say, I got the chicks to enjoy la!"
"Why's you hit me on saturday night? When I was treatin you, pretty all right. I heard the pan go smack to my brain."
"Young husbands hear me, don't upset the misses in that way."
"She'll knock you clear to heaven, knock ya back to hell."
"That's why there's bars for drinkin beer!"

The first song ends... and there's more to come.

Charlie, William, Jim and Micheal all begin to play for the second song.
The song is more mellow and soulful then the first.

"Everybody's found someone to play with, and I'm all alone."
"Reaching every chances, knowing all the games we take and risk along."
"I'm losing sleep ah, cause you are not next to me."
"Waking at every hour on the spot, knowing not what to do."
"Nothing I can say to you."

"Well there is something out there, waiting for me."
"I know what I mean."
"I feel it glowin, got a feelin that everything is incomplete."
"No one is above the open plains, waiting for the stars."

"I feel the oceans roar and the wind blows, stepping out on the tomes."
"Try as I might oh babe, but I forgot to write all the words down."
"Head up in the sky hey, let the world fly on by, oh, listening to it all."
"I'm gonna put myself in shoes, waiting for the summertime blues."

*interlude*

"Here I come again, waiting for something to mend, oh I wait so long."
"Tell you what you need to hear, oh the pieces of time, wishing for all the things."
"Not to take my breeze, wishing for the summer fall."
"Never going to turn back on these trees, looking after it all."
*Cue ending*

After the last song was played, Tony spoke into the mic. "We'll be back on halloween Capital City!"

Sometime in a limo imbounded towards what was called "Home"
Tony got a call on his "Secure" cell line.

Tony lifted the phone to his ear. "Talk to me."
The voice at the other end was low and tough. "Yo, I got a problem that I need takin care of and I hear your just the bastard for the job."

Tony-"Flattery will you get you everywhere, what's the job?"

Mystery voice-"I got this weasel see? He's fortified himself inside a warehouse over on the East Pier with a lotta guardsmen. He's a rat get it? I want im rubbed out see?"

Tony-"What's the pay?"
Mystery voice-"Six G's, three before, three after the target's eliminated."

Tony-"Make it eight and you got a deal."
Mystery-"Eight it is. By the way, what do I call you?"

Tony-"Just call me, The Undertaker."

...

Back at the rock star's own Crib.

Tony walked through the double set gates and walked past the six trained guard dogs. "hi fella's, glad to see you too."

Tony headed into the crib and smiled as he passed his collection of stamps, little cars and the shabang of a fancy joint.
Course nobody else knew he was a double-act.

Tony walked to the library and once inside glanced around.
Luckily the library had no window's, but it did contain a level five fire-prevention system.

He placed a handkerchif to his hand and lifted a book at a slight angle.
The shelving pulled apart revealing a secret passage.
He went down the stairs and spoke into a voice recognition box.
"Taker from hell!"

The voice activation system okayed the id and he walked inside once the door opened.
He glanced around and smiled at the piles of weapons on either side and frowned.
Now which one to use.......

"Damn I got a gig in two hours at ayenee Capital central Mzm Theater district for the halloscream bonanza. I'd better take this weasel out quick."

The rockstar causually walked towards the back exit leading into the warehouse, taking out the two guards with a single motion of his hands, daggers embedded into their throats.
Tony had a guitarcase strapped to one shoulder and entered the warehouse.
Lowering his radial-heat sensory glasses, he headed for the stairs.
Three goons appeared in his path. He reached into his jacket and whipped out a magnum with a silencer, he fired three shots, and three bodys fell to the floor.

Tony walked up the stairs and headed through a door.
"Yo Gino, I need some cannolis."

The identified target turned around just in time to see Tony open the guitar case.
A sweet looking electric guitar came out. "Oh, your that guy that played at that concert a couple days ago, whatcha doin here though?"

Tony strummed a key while aiming the guitar, and two arrows shot out of the guitar that were disguised as strings.
They plunged into the neck of the weasel.
Tony walked over and slid on a black glove and took the weasel's head and twisted it all the way around.

Tony retrieved the arrows from the body and left the scene of the crime without alerting any more of the gang, and without leaving behind any evidence of his entrance.

Tony rode in a limo towards the theater as he spoke into a red cell phone. "Jobs done, guy was a piece of cake to deal with."

The voice on the other end-"I'll leave the other half at the spot designated."

Three nights later, Tony was talking with one of the local dj's eager to aid the band in it's next gig.
"I tell ya tony, this is gonna be awesome, totally off the hook playa!"

"For sure Mr.Roland, for sure!"

Tony smiled, he knew that soon another call would come in for his...talents.

The call came two days from the last gig.

"Hello?" Tony spoke into the private cell phone.
"Yeah, I got a job for ya."

"I'm listening."

The caller waited a moment before speaking.
"See, I got this boss, and he's constantly pushin me around. He's got his own bodyguard selection see? I want im outta the picture so I can take over."

"Best approach for something like that, is a vehicle accident."

The caller stopped talking and replied. "Sounds good to me."

"Deliever the money to East Third Street Transit Station, bathroom, stall three."

"Right."

Shortly that afternoon, Tony gazed through a pair of binoculars that showed the particular goon he was after.
Tony gave a soft whistling sound as he opened up the case and pulled out a violin.

Placing on a glove, Tony pulled a dagger out and laced it into the violin's string. He pulled on the string and let go, watching the dagger fly down and hit the tire.

While it was careening out of control, Tony pulled out a grenade, pulled the pin and sent it flying via the violin. The grenade smashed through a window of the car.
"What th-" 'BOOM!' The car landed halfway down the street smoldering and burning.
Tony placed his violin back in the case, whistled, removed the glove and then calmly walked along High-top street back to his pad.

(Be advised, due to the nature of the current event about to take place, violent actions and/or language may result!)

2:20 pm, half an hour till the next stage appearance.

"Hey Tony, Your cell!" His manager called.
Tony sighed and picked up the "blue" cell phone(ie the friendly, not the assassination phone)

"Hello? Oh Hi Ma."

Tony smiled and waved at one of the few stage-crews he recognized.
"Yeah?" He frowns and puts a finger to his ear, the roar of the crowds getting loud and making it hard to hear.

"What's that ma? I can't hear you very well."

Tony's smile suddenly faded. "What? Well when was dad put in the hospital?"
"Last night?"

"Oh...Oh my god."

"Oh my bloody god."
Tony dropped to his knees with tears in his eyes. "Well how fast did he go this morn?"

"Oh my bloody god."

"No, no I'll....I'll call you later ma, I'll arrange for the whole shebang all right?"
"yeah, Love you too ma."

Tony closed the phone and flung it halfway across the backstage area. "FUCK ME!" He yelled out loud. "BLOODY FUCKING FUCK ME!"
The band crowded around him "Hey man, what's the hitch?"

Tony sniffed. "It's my dad, He passed away this mornin."

"What?" "Woah." "How?"

Tony put a hand to his face and shook. "He died of complications to his heart. We never even bloody knew he had any kind of heart conditions."

"BLOODY FUCKING FUCK ME WHY GOD WHY?"

Tony held onto his closest band member, that he'd known for years.
And sobbed.
"God dammit, I was headed over there later tonight for a late Thanksgiving feast."

Tony sniffed. "All right, listen, change of plans from our normal songs today."

"First one we're doin is that one number. the sad one!"

"Aight, fine by me, let's get it on."

Tony breathed in deeply. "Someone get the childrens choir out here."

Tony stepped out on stage later that afternoon.

"This..first ones dedicated to my dad, who just passed away this morn."
the rock star says.

The childrens choir comes out along with the band.

*organ, guitars, drums.*

Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door

I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

ohh, ohh, crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got

You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defense

Say it loud, say it loud, say it clear
Ohh say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late it's too late when we die
Ohhh when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts

So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different date
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be okay

Say it, say it, say it loud, say it clear
Ohh say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
Because it's too late it's too late when we die, it's too late
Oh when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

I wasn't there that morning
When my father passed away
Didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say

I think I caught his spirit
Later that same morn.
I'm sure I heard his echo, when I sounded out my horn.
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

So say it, say it, say it loud, say it clear
so say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late , it's too late,
when we die it's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
Say it loud, say it say it loud say it clear
Come on say it clear don't give up, don't give
 
I am just standing in the crowd in the dark then they come on stage. The people around me roar as they band gets ready. I scream 'You guys rock,' but I am drowned out by hundreds of other voices. Tony says something about his dad I couldn't make out. Then it happens. I am completely blown away.
 
*date January ninth 2007*

"Hey all you fans out there, We got a new contest goin on startin today!"

Tony smiled and then spoke once more. "okay okay, quiet down out there now, you have to be able to hear what I'm saying."

"All right, the winners of the drawing contest get an autographed cd from our new cd we just put out in december called "Heaven and hell!" So for all you artists out there, send your best drawin of me or one of the band and send it to the recording studio Prsx records. Good night, and good luck people!"

Tony bowed and exited the stage. The new contest was on.
 
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