Equestria Girls: Battle of the Bands

Chapter Twelve

Spike waited for the Dazzlings and Trixie and her band to leave, he tried to pull the lever that Trixie used to trap the girls, he used all his strength but couldn't. 

He ran into the front yard of Canterlot High, thinking maybe someone could help him, then he thought how stupid that idea was because they were all under the influence of the Dazzlings, then he realized there was a student who didn't participate in the Battle of the Bands, a girl with two-tone electric blue hair, and purple sunglasses, reminded him of a certain unicorn he had seen a few times in Equestria.

He searched the entire school until he found the girl with two-toned electric blue hair, wearing a pair of blue headphones on her head, a white jacket skirt with blue lines down the shoulders and ends of the sleeves and a black music note on the skirt, purple pants with lighter lavender lightning bolt patterns around the legs, and blue sneakers. He recalled the unicorn of this girl was named Vinyl Scratch, easily recognizable by the purple-tinted sunglasses she wore all the time.

"Hey, glad I found you," Spike said, looking at the DJ girl who had a confused look on her face and began to wonder why the DJ wasn't like everyone else. "...Your name is Vinyl, right?"

"Well, actually my name is Victoria Sangster, but I prefer to be called Vinyl," the DJ girl said, then looking at Spike with wide eyes. "Wait, how did you know my name without even talking to me?"

"Well, you kind of look like a unicorn I've seen around town back through the portal," he answered. "You know, where everyone there's a pony?"

"There's a pony that's exactly like me? And I'm a unicorn there?... Sweet." Vinyl gave a thumbs up, making Spike shake his head in exasperation at the blatant response to knowing of one's double from an alternate world.

"Anyway, how come you're not like the others?" Spike asked. "Everyone's supposed to be fighting and arguing, and you didn't compete with a band."

"I don't understand what happened there, actually," Vinyl scratched her head in confusion. "I thought that everyone was supposed to be practicing for the Musical Showcase this weekend, but then I heard a Battle of the Bands was going on right at the last minute. What really made me worry is my best friend, Octavia, yelled at me after I asked her what was happening, and I know she can be a bit uptight with her usual behavior and poise as a cellist, but that wasn't like her at all."

"Were you in the cafeteria yesterday?" Spike asked. "That's when the sirens began singing their spell to everyone competing in the Battle of the Bands."

"I was there, but all I heard was my music I made for the showcase." The DJ pointed at her headphones she was wearing. "I played my beats full blast in my headphones. Need to make sure every single beat and pitch were perfect so I could get everybody jumping out of their seats at the amphitheater."

"Well, guess that explains why you aren't like the others," Spike reasoned. "I guess music really is the only defense against the sirens; the louder the song, there's no way they can reach your hearing with their magical singing." Vinyl brought a finger to her chin as she looked up in thought, now understanding what was the cause of the strange behaviors everyone had. "Though how you don't lose your hearing if you blare music, I don't know how you haven't gone permanently deaf."

"Dude, dubstep is the best!" Vinyl argued. "That stuff needs to be played loud: the bass booming, the ground shaking, it's perfect music for anything! And I just played you guys my best song I made for the showcase!... By the way, those new girls you called sirens, are they with Samantha Shannon or what?"

"They've apparently been in your world for over a thousand years," Spike answered.

"...Huh. Thought they would have looked older," Vinyl pondered.

"Just keep those headphones on if they sing." The DJ nodded her head, never going anywhere without her headgear. "Speaking of, where's everyone else? I'd expected someone or several people rushing out to find out why someone played loud music around here."

"They all must be down at the amphitheater, then." They looked out to where the outdoor stage was, the sun nearly set completely as they saw lights shining in the distance.

"Oh no. The finals are already starting!" Spike exclaimed. "And the girls are trapped under the stage!"

"Hopefully none of them are fighting with each other, or else the Dazzlings will take their magic from their negative energy." Spike told himself.

"Hey, if we're dealing with magical singing creatures, and if my headphones kept me safe, I've got extras I carry," Vinyl said. She pulled out a couple pairs of spare headphones connected to a couple more MP3s, one colored pink while the other was white. "And if we're gonna turn this Battle of the Bands into an epic fight, the Rainbooms will need some sound equipment to play over those beasts from a safe distance. I just need to run back to my place and get my gear."

"Thanks, Vinyl. We're going to need it to play that counter-spell... if Twilight finally finished it yet." Spike took the offered device, placing them on his heads and making sure they weren't set at deafening levels. "Meet us at the hill overlooking the amphitheater. That seems like a perfect spot to set up your equipment."

"Cool! I'll see you there!" Spike split up from Vinyl, the DJ running back into town to gather her sound equipment while the dragon boy ran to the amphitheater, ready for a showdown against the Dazzlings after he rescue the girls trapped under the stage.