Death March (A Chris Motionless Love Story)

Chapter 1: The End Is Here Tour

Chapter 1: The End Is Here Tour

Kristan's POV

I walked out of the tunnel, headed towards baggage claim. I was shaking with anticipation as I waited with everyone else from my flight for the suitcases to start moving along the conveyor belt. I tapped my foot, getting more impatient with every second.

"Come on, come on, come on." I sighed, biting my lip. I couldn't relax the entire flight. I tried everything to clear my mind. I watched a movie, I read a book and played games on my phone. Nothing worked. 

The bags finally began to pour out and I stood at the mouth, ready to grab my bag as soon as it dropped. I saw people around me grabbing their bags and leaving, the area slowly getting less and less crowded.

Finally, I saw my bright red bag come through the opening and I became giddy, not able to stand still as I felt like it was moving in slow motion. It finally became in my reach and I grabbed it, putting the wheels on the ground and pulling the handle up. I turned around and began to look at the men in suits, holding up names of various people.

Right in the middle of the limo drivers, there was a pot bellied man with blue jeans and a black shirt that said MIW Crew in white letters on the right, upper side. I read his sign and sure enough, it said my name, Kristan Wright. I walked up to him and smiled.

"Hello, I'm Kristan Wright." I said.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm the bus driver for Motionless. May I take your suitcase?"

"You may." He said and we walked out of the airport. I followed him to where he had parked the bus and he opened the door, carrying my suitcase up the stairs. He placed my bag at the landing and peaked his head into the lounge.

"Guys, the dancer is here." He said to the band, opening the curtains and gesturing for me to enter. I grabbed my suitcase and pulled it behind me into the lounge.

"Hey! Kristan, right?" Chris asked, standing up.

"Yup."

"It's so great to meet you." He smiled. "I'm assuming you know who we all are?"

"Well, I know the regular members."

"Okay, this is Vinny, our touring drummer and this is Marie-Christine, our touring keyboardist."

"Nice to meet you." They said.

"Nice to meet you as well." I smiled. "All of you."

"Follow me and I'll show you your bunk, outfits and props." Chris said, walking through the bunk room door. I followed him, dragging my suitcase behind me.

"Here's your bunk." He said, pointing to one of the middle bunks. He kept walking to the back lounge. There was a rack set up that had various outfits on it and a box on one of the couches holding different props. "I'm assuming you were supplied with the routines upon hire?"

"Yes I was. I know them all by heart."

"Awesome, we'll do a rehearsal during sound check at the viewing tomorrow to knock out the kinks. I would like it if your tried on the outfits though, just to make sure the sizing is right."

"Alright, thank you so much for this opportunity."

"No problem." He smiled and left. I closed and locked the door, beginning to try on the outfits. They all fit well and I set a timer on my phone, trying to see how fast I would be able to change outfits. I practiced the dances a bit in the costumes, using the props. Tomorrow was the first show and I was nervous as fuck. I really did not want to fuck it up.

I walked back out to the lounge and waited until they noticed me.

"The outfits fit."

"That's great." Chris smiled.

"Anyway, I think I'm going to head to bed a little early. See you guys tomorrow." I said.

"Good night!" They said as I went back to the bunk room. I got dressed in my sleep clothes and settled into my bunk, not being able to fall asleep for about three hours anyway. I was way too excited and nervous for the show tomorrow. Eventually, I drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

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Kristan ^^^^

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