The Great Locomotive Chase

A band trip to Amarillo, invited to play for and directed by a retired and amazing band director with the rest of your band members sounds amazing, right? Nothing could go wrong. Absolutely nothing. Not when the train is hijacked, not when people try and attack everyone else. No, nothing could ruin it. The cold weather that Mother Nature threw at us could take us all down. We were family, a band family, and nothing could take that away from us. Death nor hijackers, but maybe just finding out who everyone was in a life or death situation. Maybe that could change everyone, just maybe....

Warnings: Cursing (more will be added as this story progresses)

This story was themed off of a band song made for a train chase during the early civil war. When listening to the recording, this story started to form and there, this magical story started. I will try my best to update this when I can, as I am having a bunch of fun with this. But I might also not have time to do a proper update for it. You all might never know. (This was also bloodier before I did a bigger change in the plot.)