Chaptor 1

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This is it... it's the day well that's what they  thought... They thought today they would make it big... That only they would win. But that's not the case.

Today is March 5, 1999. It's the twenty annual music festival. Here is where two unlikely souls will meet. Back stage of the old stage in New York. It's a chilly spring morning and the wind is nipping at ur fingers, toes, and your nose. Death Rose and Savage Genocide.Have just arrived. Rose all by herself with nothing but a locket around her neck.  And Savage with his band and a gloomy look in his eyes. They all get ready in there rooms. Savage stares at a picture and cries a lil. Death looks at locket and smiles and whispers into it.

A few hours pass and everyone is called on stage. Death and Savage lock eyes eminently and smile a lil. Death blushes. The room goes quite as the mayor walks on stage in front of them all. Hello, he says. Some people say hi or hello. Others grunt in response.  Today starts the day where the twenty annual festival will begin! It is a time of rejoicing and learning. By then end of the month each group of people will preform on stage. That is if you make it through the preliminaries, the man states. The performers gasp. Never in the festival history has there needed to be preliminaries! So without farther adu I call this competition to a start, the mayor yelled. Your first preliminary will be on the 15!! He finished. With that singers and musicians ran to there rooms to practice.

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