Some people have a past that no one expects them to have.
I guess that you could say that I'm one of those people.
Looking at me with my pale blonde hair and pretty green eyes, you probably would never expect that I had once played in a metal band many years ago.
However, that's what happened.
A lot of things happened.
Some people including my family tell me that my story sounds like a plot that could have been written for a movie. Hell, even we can't believe some of the shit that we went through and did on our quest for fame and infamy within the metal underground.
It wasn't all a bunch of crazy and messed up crap however, there were good moments too. So no, this isn't entirely a story about what a desire for infamy can drive some people to do, jealousy, and revenge. It's also a story of love and friendship. Yknow, the sappy non-metal stuff?
But how did it all start? How did the teachers pet and the local good girl end up a guitarist in a fucking metal band out of all things? Well, it all started from a poster, a goddamn poster crudely nailed onto a telephone pole that would change my entire life....
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A/N
hello readers, so this is my very first story on here. i've been figuring out a plot for this for a while now and it only somewhat came to me last night at like 12am lmaoo.
i'll be editing as i go along and i might be a occasionally going back and changing up chapters if i feel like they could have been written better.
the characters in this story (although some are very loosely based off of real life metal musicians and some people in my own life w their permission) are mine and the plot is entirely created by me and if it hosts any close resemblance to another story, it's purely by coincidence.
the title is taken from the Slayer song "Metal Storm/Face The Slayer".
ill be updating when school and work give me enough time to do so but hopefully the updates will be fairly regular.
this story does contain some strong language, emotional abuse, and a small bit of violence so proceed with caution if you get easily bothered by those things.
well, that's the end of my a/n, and i hope that you guys will enjoy my story :))
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Metal Storm
General Fiction17 year old heavy metal nerd and English whiz Marlene Fjörsberg had never thought that her near future would be much different from the university life that her family had already planned out for her but a poster would very quickly change all of tha...
