1984 ! COPHENHAGEN , DENMARK
The mixing sounds from the musical harmony of the drums, guitar and vocals of the Jadeite Zombies , rang through out the bar of Cophenhagen as drunken teens and adults danced, partied , socialized or drank alcohol.
Robin sang , as Lillian strummed the black eletric guitar strings and Jasper played the drums. The Jadeite Zombies were a well known band across Denmark. The had the opportunity to grow after their rival (mainly Jaspers) Lars Ulrich left Denmark and moved to America.
Robin finished the last note of the song as the others finished as well. "Goodnight Cophenhagen!" he yelled into the microphone, as the crowd cheered.
The band was escorted of the side of the stage and into the dressing room area. They smiled, "Another show well done." Lillian happily remarked. "Cheers to that!" Jasper cheered, as she help up her cup full of alcohol. The Zombies all clashed their cups in unison, laughing and cheering.
The drummer went over by the leather couch and sat down opening a random pop culture magazine. She was distraught and in awe when she had seen the words "Metallica , Lars Ulrich, Ride the Lighting, and 75 thousand copies" all in the same sentance. "You guys might wanna come look at this." she told the group, eyebrows raised.
The other two came over to Jasper, "Whats up?" Robin asked, peering over her shoulder, sitting on the arm rest of the chair. Jasper showed the group the article, stating that Metallica had just reached selling over 75 thousand copies in the first two months of its enitial release. "Remember our old friend Lars Bars?" she sarcastically remarked.
"So what? He's big in the States now?" Lillian inquired. Jasper shook her head. "Worldwide." she told them.
1987 ! GENTOFTE , DENMARK
The Jadeite Zombies were yet, playing at another gig, at a pub. Drunken people partied, sang along, or danced as the band, played their individual instruments and sang. One thing the band didn't know, a certain blonde Danish boy was watching them, watching Jasper.
Once the song was over Jasper went to get a drink from the bar, as she waited for the cheap alcohol , an "old friend" came up to her.
"Hey, Jaspy Waspy long time no see." the short boy, spoke, sarcastically to her. "Hey Lars Bars... heard you made it big out in the States." she muttered to him, venom evident in Jaspers voice.
Part of her wasn't happy he left, well more than part. She was upset, almost different when he left. They were sworn rivals! Jasper wasn't supposed to miss Lars Ulrich of all people! But she did , and that was the problem. That drummer made her feel something.Something that wasn't hatred, not hatred at all. Surely not love.
"Yeah, yeah, but I just had to come back here to see my favorite failure of a drummer." he muttered half jokingly. Jasper rolled her eyes. "I'm just kidding, you're good...really good actually." he spoke, taking a sip of his drink. "Robin and Lillian included...you guys would be pretty big in the States, worldwide at that." he chuckled.
Jasper gave him a sympathetic nod and a smile.
❛✣❜
Lily Starr was now smoking a cigarette outside of the bar. She puffed th smoke out of her lips, the grey cloud dancing away into the night.
Kirk Hammett had caught the eye of the young guitarist. He came up to her in the moonlit dumpster filled area.
"Hey love," his voice rang as he came up to the girl. "Hey, you're Kirk Hammett." she spoke, taking another drag. "I've seen you in the news, and on TV and shit." she told him.
To be honest , Kirk was looking for a groupie, instead he found the most gorgeous girl he had ever laid his eyes on, he had seen her earlier playing guitar and boy did he go wild.
Kirk smiled his million dollar smile, "Is that so? Well i'd really like to get your name, and maybe even number." he told her.
Lilly smirked, "Lillian Starr, Lilly for short. Its a pleasure to meet you Mr. Hammett" she stuck out her hand for him to shake, her longer nails a chipped green and black. Instead of shaking the girls hand , Kirk took it in his and kissed the back of it.
"The pleasure is all mine, Ms. Starr " he smiled.
❛✣❜
Robin Moore was resuming a game of Pool. It was his turn, as he grabbed the stick with the vibrant blue chalk at the tip, and pointed at the white ball, hopelly hitting the purple 6 ball.
He aimed and was about to hit when suddenly he was interrupted by a long haired blonde. "You got good form," he spoke up to the brunette. "Thanks." he muttered not wanting to be rude, but definitely not wanting to talk to a random stranger a hot one at that. Well he assumed, according to the guys voice.
He hit the ball, completely missing the hole, "Damnit." he muttered. The opponent took his turn. James looked at Robin, "Here try this." he told Robin, grabbing onto the stick and his hand lightly guiding it into place. He struck the ball, it going into the desired location.
"Thanks." he smiled, James chuckled, "Is that all you say? Thanks?" he asked, jokingly. "Sorry I'm not the best talker." he said. "It's all right." James smiled at the man.
"James Hetfield." he introduced himself.
"Robin Moore." he smiled back.
❛✣❜
JASP SPEAKS !
Okay! So the prologue is finally done! I'm surprised I even got it out this fast. Motivation ig. But big thanks to Robby for some vocab ideas and story line ideas regarding the love interests!! Also i'm so excited to actually write this instead of just putting it off and ending up unpublishing it! I'm so excited to write for Lars and Jasper, Lily and Kirk and James and Robin!! So please don't be a ghost reader and comment and vote so I have the motivation !
