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Emily's POV

"Well, well, look what the car dragged in.."

Me and Jace glanced up at the figure looming over us. Both of us cracked a grin and replied in sync with each other;

"Beasty! Long time no see!"

He laughed at our adaptation of the name he went by; Beast.

"Yeah I was on 'vacation' guys" he said using at quotes at the word vacation.

We both laughed. I sneakily replied with;

"Where to? Storybrook to visit beauty?" I said winking at the crowd we'd gathered.

He rolled his eyes. "Original." He replied simply. Mock glaring at me.

I pretended to cower in fear.

"Naughty naughty!" He carried on.

Laughing I replied;

"I'm angelic! don't know what your on about!" I tried to sound innocent.

The crowd laughed again. I had adapted my street name; 'The Dark Angel', to fit the moment.

He gave one last mock glare before shuffling us backstage.

My brother stood there waiting, shaking his head at us. We were both completely different, me and beasty, and if we had met under any other circumstance, I don't doubt that we would have hated each other with a passion. But, seeing as though that's not likely to happen in the near future (us hating each other that is) we stick to losing all form of maturity when around each other.

"Introducing 'The Dark Angel' and her partner in crime 'Ogre Arse'-" my brothers cage name brought a few sniggers from the crowd. "-and their opponents!!"

I laughed, after about half a year of being undefeated the announcers had stopped saying our opponents and only saying ours.

Me and my brother nodded to each other and walked into the arena.

Gazing out at the crowd we were greeted by cheers so loud they would put a herd of elephants to shame.

Our opponents walked onto the stage, and I must say, the shorter and slimmer of the two was rather attractive.

By rather, of course, I mean he is unbelievably freakishly godly hot.

My brother chuckled and I felt myself turning red under my mask. I elbowed him in the ribs and said "I'll get the tales one, m'kay?"

He nodded and took a fighting stance.

I copied.

The next several rounds went by and in the end, we won the thunderous applause and the humiliated and slightly scared faces of our opponents who's names had already gone out of my mind.

We exited the cage and left the building.

"We have two and a bit hours till our concert so hurry up!" My brothers stern voice cut through the silence of the streets.

I nodded in reply. Today was probably my favourite day, it was Friday meaning that we had a fight followed by a concert. A little bit tight for time but still it was brilliant.

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(5 hours later)

"Introducing our very own, 'Mystic Mayhem and Madness'!!!" The announcer read out. I grinned at my brother and the rest of our band. We quickly took our places on the stage.

As the band strummed their first cord, the audience went wild. I caught my brothers eye and we both chuckled.

We started off with our first song ; I'm not perfect...