At the safehouse, everyone was quiet. Sam then approaches Chris. "Um, Chris?" asked Sam. "What's up, man?" asked Chris. "I just want to say...thank you again for saving me. I don't know where I'd be if it hadn't been for you." said Sam. Chris smiled. "No problem, man. It's just the nice guy in me. I couldn't let those guys or DiMarco hurt you." said Chris as Sam smiled and hugged him. Chris chuckled but as Sam walked away he noticed something on his back. The others take notice. "Sam, don't move." said Chris as he froze. "What is it?" asked Jimmy. Chris then takes it off. He looked at it and noticed it was beeping. Chris gasped and threw it to the ground and stepped on it. "What was it?" asked Meena. "It's a tracking device." said Chris as everyone gasped. "But that means...they know we're here." said Porsha. Suddenly, they heard a window shatter and gas was slowly filling. "It's gas! Everyone follow me!!" said Suki as they all went to the panic room below. Little did they know, a figure was following them. "Okay, is everyone here?" asked Rosita. "Wait. Where's Luna?" said Ash. Chris and Porsha immediately turned and looked over the room. "Luna? Luna!!" said Porsha in worry. Then, they heard footsteps down the hall. "Hello, Moon Troupe." said the figure as he revealed himself. Everyone gasped. "DiMarco." said Chris as he steps to him only for him to bring out Luna, who was tied up. "Mommy! Daddy! Help!" said Luna as the couple froze. "Let my daughter go!" said Porsha. "Oh, I'm not gonna do that. I've been spending all this time finding you and now I'll make things even between us by killing your little girl." growled DiMarco. "If you lay a hand on her, I WILL rip you apart!!" roared Chris. DiMarco chuckled. "This will be more fun than before. Just like how I killed your mother." said DiMarco as everyone gasped. "What?" said Malcolm. "Oh. You didn't know? That day your mother died...it was no accident. I killed her. That night when she was driving home...I rammed into her car. Now I have a reason to come after you. You killed my brother and now I'll kill your daughter." said DiMarco. The leopard in front of them was Queen's killer. DiMarco then runs away with Luna in his grasps as she screamed. "Daddy! Help!" she yelled. Chris and Malcolm were furious and they chased after him. "Chris no!" yelled Porsha as she followed them. Everyone else evacuated before things could get worse. Meanwhile, Chris and Malcolm followed DiMarco to the top of the docks. "Let her go!!" roared Chris. "Ooh, very poor choice of words." said DiMarco as he held her off the edge. Luna screamed with fear as she cried. Meanwhile, Porsha made it to the docks as suddenly she heard gunshots. She trembled in fear and her heart stopped, She screamed from the top of her lungs with abandon. "CHRIS!!" she yelled. An hour later, the pier was locked down by authorities and paramedics. There were goons arrested but they were wounded. No one knew who did it. Porsha laid on the steel floor, before waking up. "What happened?" said Porsha as she sat up. She then remembered. Chris. She stood, fighting the pain. She hears noises as she rushes towards it only to find the cops and emergency services on the scene. She then sees a body bag. The gurneys hit a pothole and an arm fell out. Porsha gasped after realizing who it was. "Malcolm? No!!" she said. She then spots Luna in a truck. "Luna!!" she said. "Mommy!!" yelled Luna as she fell into her mother's arms. "Thank goodness you're safe! Where's your father?" asked Porsha. Luna looks at her with tears. She then pulls out Chris's necklace. Porsha trembled in tears as she held it. "No...NO!!!" she yelled as she ran into the crane. "Mommy, wait!!" yelled Luna. She ran to the top of the crane where Chris was last seen as she observed the edge and let out a wail. "CHRIS!!!!!!"
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Sing: The Era of Music
FanfictionIn a city of anthropomorphic animals called Catalonia, a koala named Buster Moon hosts a singing competition as a chance to save his theater from repossession and along the way, 5 animals were selected to participate but when it comes to competition...