Okay, so I promise it gets interesting around about half way through this chapter. I need to get some things out of the way with one storyline and introduce a sub storyline which will bring some lovely drama in the next chapter. I am aiming for one or two updates a month for this story and the one shots and I haven't figured out what I am going to do with the other stories yet.
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Danny p.o.v
It is the time I have been dreading since the start of the year. We are releasing our sophomore album American Tragedy in a few weeks' time and that means that we have to do some press about it. We have to reveal the artwork, the new masks, and the new tracks. We also have to do some interviews and I have to be formally introduced as the new member. I have been working on my powers and I have been practicing how I can go from cambion to human and back so now it doesn't require much effort.
Airia has been doing okay as well, she is a nightmare which shocked her brother because he thought his little sister was going to be an imp like him but she wasn't. It turned out to work in our favour, though, she managed to convince the old lady that George was just a figment of her imagination and he died years ago. Poor old lady, it was cruel to do that to her but it was necessary if we were to continue hunting there.
Her friend Jess had managed to keep quiet about us but I don't think she is happy that her best friend has kept this secret from her for a few months, they were like sisters they told each other everything and this was a crack in their trust. I had also become friends with her over the short time I have known her so far. She was a great friend to have and if you pissed her off then you would suffer.
Jorel has been acting strange and I have no idea why. On some days, he avoids me like I have the plague or something then the other days he wants to be around me constantly. It is so weird and I hate that I am get mixed messages off my leader, does he like me or not. I have asked George, my go-to man, whenever I have a problem and he said that he had no idea why Jorel was acting so strange.
Today is the day that the new mask art goes up on the social media sites, it is also the day where the fans find out Deuce is no longer in the band, a lot can change in the year that Hollywood Undead have been off the radar. I have to brace myself for the waves of hate that are going to come my way, no one is going to easily expect that one of the founding members of the band has left but they are going to have to.
Speaking of Deuce, no one has seen or heard from him since that fateful day in November, he hasn't posted on any social media or made any new material but I think he is sulking for a bit longer and then he'll attempt to make new music and claim it is better than ours. Tomorrow we release the single Hear Me Now, which will give fans a little bit more of an idea of how I sound compared with Deuce.
"The mask pictures are now up," Jordon says, scaring me out of my thoughts and making me jump and tumble off my chair. "God damn it, Jordon," I say, rubbing my head where I banged it against the coffee table in the living room. "Jordon, stop trying to break Danny," George says as Asia checks my head to see if I did any damage to it. I might have a bruise but that's as worse as I think it's going to get. "You'll be fine Danny," Asia says with a smile. "Thanks, Asia," I tell her as I slowly get up and sit on my chair again.
"I'm sorry Danny, I didn't think you'd still get scared so easily," Jordon says hugging me. "It's okay Jordon, I'm mostly better now it's just sometimes I get caught out," I tell him, hugging him back. Jorel was in avoid me mode so I didn't think he knew what just happened if it was like the other kind of days he'd be babying me until I told him to stop.
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FanfictionHollywood Undead aren't your average rock band. They are Cambions, demons who have lived for hundreds of years. They have been forced to keep it secret from everyone they meet, change their identities every few years so they are never discovered. T...
