The War of the Walkers: An Alan Walker Fanfic

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Alan's POV

**Timeskip: 8:55pm**

5 minutes until the concert. I had the same intense feeling of nervousness I had before my first ever live show.

K turned to me. "Not trying to be rude or anything, but–"

"Yes I know sleeping with Daph was a bad move for my relationship with Viivi, but it's technically not illegal anymore," I interrupted.

"That's not what I was gonna say..." K said quietly.

"Are you alright, Alan? You seem a little off..." Mello asked.

"No, no, I'm fine, just a little nervous..." I denied telling them the full truth.

Out of nowhere...
"Alan, catch!" Daph threw her mask at me, and I caught it. "You'll need it for the concert. It's in only a couple minutes."

"Thanks," I said.

"No problem, bro," she replied and ran in another direction.

"I was gonna ask," K asked. "Do you ever wash your hoodies?"

"Uh..." I stuttered.

"Nevermind," he sighed.

"Alan, if you need to leave during the concert, it's all good, I'll cover for you," Mello offered.

"Thanks, man," I said, my confidence increasing a little.

"Yeah, we've got your back," K nodded.

Mello checked his phone. "Guys, we have two minutes 'til showtime," he said. He put on his marshmallow helmet and I put on my sister's mask.

"Just curious, does it get hot when wearing that giant head?" K asked Mello. Mello nodded.

"How about you, Alan? Does it get hot when wearing the mask?" K asked me.

"Well, sometimes over long periods of time," I told him.

All of a sudden, the Walkers were surrounding us. The only thing separating me, K-391 and Marshmello from the crowd was the stage Mello and I built, as K 'supervised,' AKA he sat there and did nothing as we built the stage. It must be showtime. I put my hood up. "You guys ready?" I asked Mello and K. They nodded.

"Are you?" K whispered.

"Nope, but we're doing this anyway," I admitted.

Before saying anything else, I picked up a microphone I found earlier and left on the stage. I scanned the crowd in search of my sister. I saw her near the front. I sighed in relief.

And I spoke. "Hey everyone, it's Alan Walker." The crowd erupted as usual.

I passed the microphone to Mello. "This is my first time speaking on stage... hey guys, it's Marshmello," he said in a nervous laugh, and the crowd cheered again.

He passed the microphone to K. "You probably won't recognize me," he admitted. "It's me, K-391." The crowd went silent, and then erupted like a volcano of cheering.

I took the microphone again. "First of all, thank you, to all of you Walkers out there. I am so proud of how far we have come as a family. We've done the impossible, surviving the solar storm that wiped out almost the whole human race, while racing the SWAT team and the government because they hated us for no known reason. Each and every one of you are strong and don't forget that. I potato you. This may seem to be the end of the world. But trust me, if it's anything, it's the beginning of the World of Walker. Yes, we lost so many great people to the solar storm, some of our families, some of our friends, and other great people like Martin Garrix, Steve Aoki, Au/Ra–"

"You mean me? I think I'm alive," a familiar voice shouted from the crowd. I looked and saw none other than Jamie (Au/Ra's real name if you didn't know that) herself.

I didn't know what to say. She jumped up onto the stage we built, and it shook a little. "Who built this? They did a pretty bad job," She laughed. I pointed at Chris and he pointed at me. K and Au/Ra laughed.

"So, care to join us?" I asked Au/Ra. I knew I didn't have to ask. She snatched the microphone out of my hands.

"Who's ready for an awesome night?" Au/Ra shouted into the microphone, tossing her long teal hair to one side. The crowd of Walkers erupted again.

We started off the show with Faded, followed by Summertime, my inspiration for Faded. Then Chris played his Alone, followed by my Alone. Au/Ra sung Concrete Jungle and Panic Room, then the two of us played Ghost. K and I played Ignite, and Jamie sang the lyrics since Julie Bergan and Seungri weren't... uh... available. If you know what I mean. The four of us played some new remixes, and then I made a quick announcement.

"I know you've been waiting so long," I took the mic from Jamie. "So here it is. Here's Heading Home." The crowd cheered.

I played the song, and everyone loved it!

"Thanks everyone! We just have one more song for tonight, and I'd like to invite Walker #33828, Walker #27800, Walker #23653 and Walker #33827 to the stage for it," I said. My sister and her friends ran up to the stage. I helped Daph up, and she helped the other Walkers onto the stage.

"This is Daph, my new little sister, she's 18," I introduced Jamie to my sister.

Daph waved shyly. "Hi Au/Ra, I'm a big fan."

"Just call me Jamie," Au/Ra smiled and shook hands with Daph.

"Alan, you're really lucky, she's so cute, I wish she could be my little sister too," Au/Ra whispered to me. I nodded.

"What's the last song?" #27800 asked me, eagerly.

"Different World, I wanted you four and Au/Ra to help with the vocals," I explained. "Are you ready?"

The four I brought onstage nodded, and #23653 said "Heck yeah!"

I played the song while the five sang. It sounded amazing. Their voices sounded perfect together. Everyone was cheering throughout the whole show. Too bad it has to come to an end.

"Goodnight Walkers, that's the end of our show tonight," I shouted in the mic and then did an epic mic drop. Jamie caught the microphone before it could hit the stage and break the stage. Me and Chris are horrible at building.

I jumped off the stage, and it almost collapsed. I looked up at Jamie, Chris, Kenneth, Daph and the others who were still on the horribly-built stage. Daph looked a little surprised, but other than that, everyone was fine. Kenneth and Jamie were laughing at Chris because of his building skills, and Daph, #23653, #33827 and #27800 seemed to be whispering to each other about something.

They also jumped off the stage. Everyone prompted Daph to go first. She kept refusing to jump first, then I reminded her that she was actually jumping second. Then, a tad skeptical yet convinced, she jumped off the stage. She was followed by #33827, #23653, #27800, Chris and K. Jamie jumped off last.

"See y'all tomorrow," Mello took off his marshmallow head and headed in another direction.

"See you later, beans," Jamie also walked away, followed by the others.

Then it was just Daph and I.

"Here," I took her mask off and handed it to her.

"Thanks," Daph smiled awkwardly and put on her mask. "I'm definitely not gonna go pretend I'm sleeping while actually looking at... I'm not gonna finish that sentence..." She said and walked away.

I caught her by the hood. "Finish that sentence."

"Okay fine. Alan Walker fanfiction," she admitted. I let her go.

Wait, did she say Alan Walker fanfiction?!