Austin was giggling as he was dragged from the drug-induced feast, put in a room alone in a straight jacket. He had his glasses taken and snapped in half, letting his head hang as the drugs continued to course through his veins. They wanted to wait until he was sober.
Jack had come down from his high a little faster, being sat on a stage with a microphone in front of him. He lifted his head in confusion. "Wh.. where am i..?" He squinted at the brightness of the lights, giving a soft groan.
Ryan slowly came down from his high as he looked around, finding that he was strapped in another chair. "Fuck..." He looked to the left of him and saw a..machine that had tapes? He looked to his right and saw a TV..
Adam slowly woke up with a small groan. He felt something covering his ears... Headphones.. He looked around and noticed he was in a room that looked like it was from the late eighty's. "What the fuck..?"
It took a bit before women came into each of their rooms, jack watching three little girls come in to his room. He furrowed his brows in confusion.
Austin looked up, pretty much sober right now. He stayed silent, trying to formulate an idea in his head.
Two women came to ryan, connecting tens units to his head.
Ryan tried to struggle against the straps, "Stop!" He tried to move his head away from one of the women.
Adam saw a woman walk in, going over to him. He tried to get out of the straight jacket he was in as the woman neared him. She put a hand under his chin before she put on a record player. Loud static played through his headphones. He screamed.
Jack watched as the little girls started throwing tomatoes at him, his fears immediately kicking in.
Austin had gotten the woman on to his lap, kissing her as she stripped his straight jacket. He soon took her hook, shoving her off and attacking her, screaming.
One of the women grabbed ryans chin, forcing him towards her to finish placing the units, the other woman firing up the electricity.
Ryan screamed as electricity ran through him. He thrashed around trying to get out of the woman's grip.
After what felt like hours Adam saw the woman stop the record player then flip it over. The other side played taunts and an audience booing. He felt the woman grab his chin from behind with one hand and take off one of the headphones, taunting in his ear.
Austin huffed, wiping the blood off his forehead, taking the keys from the dead woman and running out of his room, along the hallways. "Where are they..?" He huffed, tripping a little, but pushing forward.
Jack was panicking, eyes wide as tears spilled down his cheeks, hanging his head, covered in rotten tomatoes.
As an alarm sounded in the place Ryan started to loose himself. He slowly started to stop fighting against the women as his eyes turned yellow behind his cracked glasses.
Adam continued to try and fight against the woman who kept flipping the record and screaming in his ear.
Jack couldn't do anything. He was shutting down.
Austin fell, being attacked by women, fighting them off with a grunt before he got up, running into a room. There were flammable barrels. He got out and went to another room, finding.. "..chris..?"
Chris stopped struggling with the straight jacket, "A..Austin?" His voice hoarse from his screams.
Adam could feel himself start to get weaker fighting against the woman. "Please..stop.." His voice was small.
Ryan fully stopped fighting against the women. He stared straight ahead with a growl set on his lips. He was gone.
"come on- we gotta find everyone else and get the hell out of here.." austin helped chris out of the straight jacket. "Can you walk?
The woman stopped the electricity, cooing at the now hypnotized Ryan. "You'll be such a good boy for our master, huh..?"
Ryan only growled in response to the woman.
Chris nodded, "Y..yeah.." He got up with a groan. He followed Austin out of the room, "Should we split up and each grab a room to try and find them?"
"splitting ups a bad idea. They can easily overpower us." Austin attempted the next door, it creaking open to show adam and a woman. Austin put a finger over his lips, opening the door enough for them to get in and jump the woman.
Adam was looking down, defeated when all of a sudden he heard the woman fall to the ground in a cry. He picked his head back up to see Austin and Chris on the woman. "A..Austin? Chris?" He asked in a cracked voice.
Austin took the record and smashed it, huffing and kneeling down in front of adam, taking off the headphones. "Hey.. we don't have time to chat, we gotta get your brothers and get out of here." He pulled off the others straight jacket, picking back up the hook. "One of you, grab that hammer, we'll need it just in case."
Chris nodded, grabbing the hammer. He helped a disoriented Adam out of the room.
Adam let Chris help him out. They quickly made their way toward another room, quietly opening the door. Inside they saw Jack and.. some.. kids..?
Austin followed, going to cut jack free, before hearing heels coming down the hall. "Shit.. chris, get adam out, i'll get jack!" He commanded.
Chris nodded, running with Adam toward the exit. They were almost there...
Adam was running with Chris until he felt something prick his neck. "Go-" He got out until he fell backward, seeing dark.
Chris swore under his breath as he heard Adam then saw him fall backward. He had a mental battle until he just ran out of the exit.
Austin cut jack free, dragging him up out of his seat. "Come on- go, get out of here." He shoved him, jack stumbling as he ran out and into the hall. He went towards the exit, seeing adam on the ground. "Adam!?" Jack shouted, going down to try and get him up.
Austin went to the final door.. the chapel. He held his hook close to him, going inside.. and seeing Ryan. "Ry!!"
Ryan saw Austin, not recognizing him in his crazed state. He growled at the other and fought against his bindings to try and get at him.
"ryan???" He questioned, getting cautiously closer, attempting to undo his binds, looking behind him as he heard women coming.
Jack attempted to wake adam up again, shaking him before he felt a prick in his neck, eyes fluttering, falling against adams back, unconscious.
Ryan didn't allow the other to undo his binds as he kept fighting, trying to get at the other. His cold yellow eyes were pinned on him.
"shit.. shit okay.. uh.." austin stammered, before thinking a moment. He shoved the hook over ryans stump, "your brothers are okay, chris is h-" he felt a prick on his neck, putting his hand on his neck, stumbling back and falling unconscious.
Ryan watched Austin fall to the ground, unconscious. He felt the electricity stop, music fading away. He could feel himself start to come back as he blinked, looking down at Austins unconscious body, "W..what the-" He was cut off by a prick in the side of his neck.
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Three o'clock Chronicles (re-upload )
Fanfictiona story about life, death, and rebirth a war on music is about to wreak havoc on the world. ( i'm re-uploading this on my account so i can finish it! sorry for any confusion! ) originally written with neoeppes cover art by me