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Scava DM x J3T

    "Hey, you fucking faggot" Some guy from behind me shouted.

I was walking home; I have just left the studio after a full day of recording for our new album that's soon to come out. I still can't believe that I'm leading the Undead Army. Who would have thought that someone actually likes my voice or any of the shit that I do. I know I'm a music graduate and what not, but it doesn't mean that people would like me.

"Hey, we're talking to you" Someone shouted, snapping me out of my thoughts. I turned to see who it is and it turns out to be the ex-leader of the Undead army.

Deuce

I turn away, not wanting to start something with him. I have heard the shit he has put in his fucked up songs, and I can take a hint.

As I start walking again, something gets thrown at me and it bounces off my shoulder. I look to see what it was and it turns out to be a small rock.

I consider calling one of the guys; they would still be in the studio as I left earlier than usual. But then I think to myself, why would it matter to them? I'm just being a fucking pussy. I can take care of myself, I'm twenty four for fuck sakes, grow up Danny.

Another rock gets thrown at me but this time it bounces off my head and it knocks me down to my knees. As I try to shake the pain away, I can hear a bunch of footsteps running towards me.

Someone grabs me from behind and yanks me to my feet, then I take a blow to my stomach, knocking the breath out of me, and the one who is holding me forces me to keep standing instead of allowing me to double over in pain.

I can't pull out of his grip as he has a stronger build than me. And all this time, I can't stop thinking about how much I wish Johnny would come out of the studio on a whim and see this happening and come and save me.

I have had feelings for johnny3tears since I joined Hollywood Undead but nobody knows this but Charlie Scene.

Deuce stands right in front and even then I cant focus on him as I take another blow but this time to my jaw, dazing me for a bit.

"Hello, fuckboy, I thought we should get to know each other just a little bit" Deuce says as he lands a blow to my ribcage and knocks the comeback I had out of me.

"Wwhat arre yyou...doin?" I managed to gasp out instead, not much of a comeback I know but it's hard to think of something good when in pain. I can feel a tear slipping down my cheek due to the pain.

"Awe, poor fuckboy is crying" Deuce says, earning a few sniggers from the nine lives members surrounding us and holding me up.

"Just leave me alone" I force out through the pain and all this earns is a blow to the nose and whoever it was holding me let go, allowing me to crumpled to the floor in agony.

I can feel lethargy take over as they start kicking the shit out of me, leaving every single inch of me sore as fuck. After God knows how long, they stop and then run off, laughter fading into the distance along with their footsteps.

The last thing I'm aware of is someone shouting my name. My eyes drift shut and then everything fades into black.

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Johnny3tears P.O.V.

Danny has just left, he seemed to be in a rush as he left earlier than usual and even though I would never admit this, I'm slightly worried.