Walking around backstage, I fix my earpiece.
"Where is he?" I ask one of the staff.
"He hasn't shown up yet, Ma'am. We'll notify you immediately when he does." The worker responds.
"Thank you." I smile softly.
Walking to the lift the brings me onto the stage, I crouch down in position.
Resting my arm on my knee as my other knee rests on the ground, I lean my left arm over my right.
Fixing my mic, beside of my mouth, the music starts playing. Screams and cheers from my fans fill my ears, the lift starts moving and I'm greeted by the sight of probably more then 700 people in the stadium.
"You were friends partying, when the alcohol kicked in. Said you 'wanted me dead' so, you show up at my home, all alone, with a shovel and a rose. Do you think I'm a joke. Cause, people like you always want back what they can't have, but I'm passed that, and you know that, so you should turn back to your rat pack.
Tell all of your friends that I'm crazy and drive you mad that I'm such a stalker a watcher a psy-cho-path. And tell em' you hate me and dated me just for laughs, so why do you call me and tell me, you 'want - me - back.' You maniac!"
'Time Skip: Half way through the concert.'
After half of the concert was over, I take a break and walk back stage.
Hearing a loud crackling and interference with the mic, I run out onto the stage to be shown my brother, with a gun to his head.
As a person starts speaking, I zone out. Grabbing the bar of the mic on stage, I break the microphone holder off of it, and break the bottom off. Snapping it in half over my knee, I hold the two separate pieces of the bar in my hands.
Rage fills me, as I watch the video.
Recognizing the voice, I rip my ear piece out.
"You want your brother again? Come to the first place we met." The voice says.
"Also, make it quick. We've poisoned your brother with wolfsbane."
I start walking off stage. My fangs bared.
"CRIMSON! COME BACK!" My producer yells.
I stop walking and turn slightly. A burning anger seen in my eyes.
"No one messes with my family." I growl out.
Walking away again, I bust the doors down.
Walking into the park, Dabi and I first me, I see them holding my brother to the edge of the cliff.
"Your late." He snarls.
"Fuck off." I snap.
Seeing people running at me, I throw the pool at the guy holding my brother, which goes straight through his heart.
Ripping the two hearts of the men running towards me.
In the blink of an eye, I'm behind the man that's now holding my brother.
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Peppermint ♡ Shoto Todoroki
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