SuiteHearts? (Discontinued)

Chapter 17

Benzedrine POV

We looked at eachother while the band was playing in the backround.

"Ok, so how are we going to. You know.. Met up with them or something?" Donnie asked me

They had just started to play a new song when the singer started to sing "Am I more" He stopped as he let the audience sing. Then he picked back up again "Anything, that you wanna hear, 'cuse thats just who I am this week"

"We could just slip in there bus, or dressing rooms." We looked at Horse Shoe. "What? I mean if we are the same people then we have the same bodys"

"God Horse Shoe no! Thats not what I was thinking!" I said. Just a few moments later the fans started to scream and felt many push past us, almost knocking us over.

The music stopped as we looked.

The ooze was spilling out of the screen behind them.

"Evacuate the premises, NOW!" The singer yelled as they gatherd in the front middle of the stage. Very few fans were trying to help them as the security were to trying to push them back.

"We should help them.. Shouldnt we?" Sandman said. "Yes! Of course!" I yelled.

We tryed to run to the stage as we were trying to get up there along with some fans. I pulled back and concentrated on the stage.

Next thing, I was in front of the boys. "No time to explain, Lets go." I said as my friends got the massage and were right behind me.

I grabbed one of their arms and teleported outside in the parking lot. The others followed with the other men. "W-What, Just-" The singer said confused.

"I'll explain later." I said before turning around and getting a wave of dizziness. I shook if off.

"Im going back in there to make sure that everyones alright." I was gone before they could say anything.

The lights were frozen in place, fortunately the video wasnt up on the screen. Everyone was gone. I looked around. The ooze was still flowing out at a steady pace.

I slowly took off the mask, leaveing the entire desigue turning to dust on the ground.

I was in my yellow suit so I wasnt naked (thank god). I carefully jumped off the stage.  

I walked around for a moment, looking past all the rows of seats. Its a wonder how they do this and dont worry if something goes wrong. I walk up and down the rows of the stadium.

I looked around. No one else is here.

Just then the ooze started to spill even more as it pooled at my feet. I was about to make a break for it but then a giant ooze hand came out and grabbed me.

I squirmed and it felt like all the energy I had was drained out of me.

Just then a giant face that I couldnt recognize came out and was centimeters away from my face.

Then an another hand came and put it in front of his mouth.

"Shh"

Patrick POV

We were surrounded by the slime. We all had some sort of thing to try and hit it.

Pete, Joe and I had our instruments, while Andy has a mic stand. Very few fans were trying to get to us, and I felt incredibly guilty about it.

"Please just go" I said under my breath, but almost inaudible.

A few more people tried. I saw one pull back and instantly disappeared. Then he was in front of me.

"No time to explain, Lets go." He grabbed me before I could react, then we were outside. I looked around frantically and saw my bandmates with other men. "W-What, Just-" I said. The one that saved me turned around and fainted. Then the other men fainted as well.

We stood their, obvious not knowing what to do. "S-Should we.. take them to a hospital?" Joe asked.

"I-I dont know?"

"I.. Im gonna go and get the bus.." Andy said before running off.

The men looked almost non human. Like their features are almost to real, like masks. Andy pulled up with the bus as we carryed the unconscious men on to the tour bus.

"So. What the hell just happened?!?" Pete yelled.

"I Dont know! Uh, lets get them on the beds." I said heaveing them up to the beds.

"I mean, they must be something.. diffrent.."
"No really Patrick?"
I glared at Joe.
"So, I dont think takeing them to the hospital will be a good idea.

"Right, So what are we going to do then?" Pete said while looking at the men resting on our beds.

"Pray and hope for the best?"