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~~Amira’s POV~~

The concert is tonight….starting in roughly a half hour….and I still needed to get ready…

Well, I am technically already, but there is going to be something different about this concert….and I want to be as prepared as possible for it as I can.

I’m required to wear a long black dress that has short, ruffled sleeves along with black socks and high heels…but when I need to fight off Kishin’s….there’s NO FREAKING WAY I can fight of those damn things in a dress! For rehearsal, I stayed in the dress, but I would hide my more comfortable clothing underneath it during the concert.

The pants were easy, since the dress was so long and my pants were dark enough as they were, I could easily wear them underneath the dress…my shoes and my shirt were a different problem though…Since the dress was short sleeved, I couldn’t where my shirt properly with one of my sleeves being long; so since it was only one sleeve, I slipped into the shirt but let the sleeve be hidden in the torso of my dress; sure it was awkward and probably not the best way to do it, but I couldn’t think of a better way…my shoes were probably the hardest thing to hide, they were white to it would be rather obvious that I would be wearing them if I decided to; I came up with the conclusion to tie the laces around my knee caps, that way I had them and could have easy access to them once I ripped away the dress…boy, this concert will be interesting…

Once I was all dressed, I observed my outfit in the mirror; it looked a little bulky if you concentrated on it…which I hoped no one would…but I looked quite normal despite my hidden clothing. I was about to turn and leave the room until something caught my eyes; the star shaped tattoo on my right shoulder was showing slightly, but I was quick to make sure it was invisible to everyone…even me…I never knew why, but that tattoo had always been there, and it never went away…it also gave me a haunting feeling every time I looked at it, like it was somehow connected to my past; but after all those years of no answers for my mysterious past, I wanted to put any traces of it behind me until any, if at all, answers came to me. That’s why I wore one long sleeve on my right arm, to cover it up completely so it had no chance of being noticed. Of course, no matter how long or how many times I hid it, I always knew it was still there…

I walked out of the girls bathroom feeling very awkward in all the wrong ways…ugh…but I had to do this if Mr. Thompson was a Kishin…do it for the Kishin… do it for the Kishin…

I made my way back to the auditorium and met up with Kai before the concert started; Kai was supervising some of the lighting for the orchestra since the lights on stage had problems, but he said that as soon as the lights were set, he would take a seat in the front row to watch me.

“Hey, how ya feeling?” he asked me.

I shrugged, “On edge I guess…I don’t know what to expect out of this…I can’t sense any kishin souls in the area, despite the fact that I have an odd feeling about Mr. Thompson…”

“Hey, don’t worry about it Amira. Everything’ll work out,” he told me, giving me a gentle smile and placing a hand on my right shoulder.

I looked up into his face, but, just like every other time, I didn’t smile back, “Yeah, hope you’re right…” then I shake his hand off and walk to sit in the auditorium rows that were reserved for my orchestra for the times when we weren’t playing.

As I sat down, I caught a glimpse of Mr. Thompson, who was talking with a couple of students up on the stage before the concert began; he caught my eye and gave me a wink…something I found rather disturbing…

“If this guy is a Kishin….I’m going to be sure that his soul is mine!” I vowed silently.

~~Black*Star’s POV~~

“Why the hell do we have to attend an orchestra concert of all things?!” I exclaimed as the four us walked into the auditorium of the high school that this so called Amira went to.

“Because this is the place Lord Death said Amira and her weapon would be genius!” Maka answered angrily.

“Well why couldn’t it be a rock concert? What’s so interesting about an orchestra concert that would keep a big star like me interested!?”

I mean really…an orchestra concert?! Who the hell would attend one of those?! Much less actually play in one! All that classical music that was written centuries ago because people found it cool and original….ugh…to me, music like that was hell! It was so boring! I don’t know if I could stand to sit through this just to give this petty street Meister an invitation to the DWMA…it’s not fit for a big star like me!

“You’re so immature! No wonder you and Tsubaki have barely collected any souls…” I head Maka grumble under her breath.

“Can’t we just find a seat?” Tsubaki chimed in nervously, “I think the concert is about to start soon.”

“You guys go and fine one for yourselves! I’d rather sit out here than listen to that crap!” I told them.

“Um, Black*Star? Shouldn’t we all stay together? Lord Death said that a Kishin might be here…” Tsubaki told me.

“So what? If that Kishin tries to attack me, I’ll make it felt sorry if ever came my way!” I reassure them with a smirk.

“Fine by me! I don’t think I can listen to you complain any longer than I already have!” Maka retorted, “Come on you guys,” and Maka, Soul and Tsubaki walked into the main auditorium where the concert would be taking place while I stayed out here to avoid the ear aching experience.

~~Maka’s POV~~

I couldn’t believe Black*Star’s behavior! He knew the mission we were on! Lord Death even said we’d be going to an orchestra concert! Black*Star was even the one to say he’d take care of this stupid Kishin himself! UGH! I clenched my fists as we walked into the main part of the auditorium where the concert would be taking place, leaving Black*Star in the entry way.

“Hey, you ok?” Tsubaki asked me.

“What do you think?” I asked her through gritted teeth.

“I know he may be annoying Maka; but don’t let him get to you.”

“Easier said than done. I don’t know how you put up with him!”

“He may be an idiot at times, but he’s really great to have once he’s focused on the task,” she told me, giving me a reassuring smile.

I looked at her sweet and kind face and couldn’t help but give a slight smile, Tsubaki had that kind of soul wave length that was always willing to cheer you up when you were down…it made me wonder how she put up with Black*Star all the time…

“Thanks Tsubaki.”

Her face brightened, “Anytime Maka.”

“If you two ladies are done kissing it out, we have a concert to sit through and a Meister to invite to the DWMA,” Soul interrupted.

“Way to ruin the moment Soul…” I mumbled annoyingly, “We’re coming…”

~~Amira’s POV ~~

The concert started and Mr. Thompson gave the usual announcements: saying how grateful he was to have all these kids playing in his orchestra; how all the parents should be thanked for coming to see the concert; asking if there were any staff members of the high school attending the concert; thanking all the people who helped put the concert together; yada yada yada yada….ugh, listening to that crap made my ears hurt…sure it was nice to give these announcements, but with me being on edge about the guy being some sort of Kishin, I didn’t really wanna listen to his annoying voice…I just wanted his damn soul!

I was in the audience for the first few pieces, as they were played by a younger orchestra, and I practically tuned out when they started to derail on their first piece…those inexperienced losers…can’t they learn how to play an instrument?

Soon it was our turn to play, and I made my way to the stage, trying not to look like I was as awkward as ever in my weird clothing. I didn’t really pay attention about what was going on really, I just let my body go into involuntary reactions and we flew through our pieces in an instant. I didn’t smile the entire time we played, as I never smiled period, but I did make it look like I was trying to focus on the music instead of wearing a stern and aggressive look.

After we finished playing, we took our seats back in the audience again and waited for when we needed to play again. The finale of the concert was all the orchestra’s combined for one big final piece; I personally didn’t like the piece, but there was a solo in it, so I couldn’t really complain; and being first chair, that meant I was the one who got to play it!

Finally, it was time for all the groups to get back on stage again and perform the big finale piece. Once everyone was seated, and I gave everyone an A to tune by, I took my place standing up in front of a microphone to give my solo during the piece. It’s a rather complicated solo and difficult to memorize, but I made the impossibility of that come true by memorizing every note, every rest, every cue. There was no way I was going to screw it up!

Mr. Thompson raised his hands to give everyone the signal to get ready, and I followed his commands, and soon, the piece started. I flew through every part of my solo like a dream, making it look like it took absolutely no effort to even try and play it. I focused on everything in the music from the cellos to my far left, to the violins behind me, to Mr. Thompson’s cues on my left. Everything was perfect!

My fingers flew around the fingerboard of my violin like they were flying over clouds: gliding and moving constantly, never staying in one place. This seemed to be the only time where the kind of emotions that I usually kept hidden, like fear, sadness, and oddly happiness, came out. I find it odd how music could do something like that…but I pushed those thoughts away as the piece started to enter the climax….and it soon came to a close; the last note ringing throughout the auditorium like an echo in a cave…a dark a creepy echo…

As soon as Mr. Thompson put his hands down, the crowd erupted into applause, standing to give us the proper respect for the wonderful piece we all just played. Mr. Thompson gave the rest of the cue for the rest of the orchestra to stand up and accept the glorious thanks; I made eye contact with Kai and he gave me a thumbs up, smiling to tell me that it was great…and, for the first time, I gave him a very very very very very very slight smile. KEY WORD THERE IS SLIGHT!!!!! His eyes widened in shock and he gave a loud cheer to let everyone know his victory…huh, guess that was a good thing I guess…

As soon as the crowd and the orchestra sat down again, Mr. Thompson turned to the crowd and gave a final bow; then he walked over to the microphone and started to give the ending announcements…the ear aching horror…

“Thank you all for coming again! We hope you have enjoyed this concert!” he told them, giving them his famously kind smile, the crowd clapping in approval.

He gestured to me, since I was still standing in front of the orchestra after my solo, “Our lovely solo that was played in our finale piece was played by our talented Amira Starhunter!” the crowd clapped more, and I gave my slight slight slight slight slight slight slight smile again, Kai clapping and cheering loudly to give his approval….*eye roll*…oh Kai…

I was about to go and sit down again, but then I saw one of Mr. Thompson’s eyes turn a dark red, “But before I call this to a closing, I have one more thing to give all of you…” he snapped his fingers and chain restraints appeared, strapping down anyone who was sitting down by their hands and feet.

~~Maka’s POV~~

The final piece was a work of absolute mastery! I couldn’t believe how well it was performed! I’ve never heard such a piece of music performed in my life! Amazing! And that girl playing the solo…wasn’t she Amira? I recognized her face…but I wasn’t entirely sure; I caught a glimpse of the boy who was supposedly her weapon in the front row. I’d have to meet up with them before they disappeared again.

The last note rang throughout the auditorium like the echo of a cave…but it sounded off…like it was purposefully tuned flat…but my mind was on other things, like applauding loudly for the amazing piece! I stood up as soon as it finished, clapping as loud as I could to let the orchestra know it was amazing! I looked at Amira, wondering what her reaction would be, and I saw her smile…slightly… but a smile none the less.

Soon the clapping quieted down and everyone sat down again, that’s when the director stepped up and took the microphone to make the final announcements, ‘Huh…guess there was nothing weird going on here after all!’ I thought cheerfully, ‘We went through the whole concert without anything happening! Now all that we have to do is invite Amira and Kai to the DWMA and bring them back with us!’

“Thank you all for coming again! We hope you have enjoyed this concert!” he said to us, giving us a kind smile and the crowd clapped in approval.

He then gestured to the soloist, since she was still standing in front of the orchestra, “Our lovely solo that was played in our finale piece was played by our talented Amira Starhunter!” the crowd clapped more, and I saw Amira give a slight slight slight slight slight slight slight smile again, but at least she smiles a little…it would be a little weird if that girl has never smiled once in her life.

If I didn’t have a keen eye for so many details, I would’ve easily missed one of Mr. Thompson’s eyes turn a dark red, “But before I call this to a closing, I have one more thing to give all of you…” I was about to warn the others, but before I could do anything, he snapped his fingers and chain restraints appeared, strapping down anyone who was sitting down by their hands and feet.

“What the hell?!” Soul exclaimed.

“Guess I was wrong to assume everything was ay okay…damn it!”

~~Black*Star’s POV~~

I was sitting on the steps outside the auditorium, watching the sunset since I had nothing better to do. I had grown annoyed listening to even the faintest noise of the concert seeping through the closed doors, so I had stepped outside to avoid the torturous noise. I still couldn’t believe that I was here, having to sit through and wait for this damn concert to be over! A big star like me can’t be kept waiting! I was going to surpass the Gods one day after all!

Later on, I began to hear the faint clapping from inside the auditorium, louder than all the other clapping I heard before…concert must almost be over…THANK GOD!!!! I was bored sitting out here waiting that I decided to do push-ups and sit-ups until I reached my limit. I was currently at 7, 573 when I started to notice the birds…

Crows to be more exact, I continued to do my work out, but I still kept my eyes on them. They appeared to be gathering in the trees near the auditorium…but as I observed more, I noticed that there were swarms of them EVERYWHERE! No matter where I looked, all I saw were damn crows! What the hell were a bunch of crows doing here?!

I stopped entertaining myself with my work out and slowly begin to stand up, seeing how the birds would react to my movement; I considered fighting them, but a big star like me wasn’t going to waste his time fighting some stupid birds for no good reason.

That’s when I heard the screams from inside….

My attention quickly turned away from the birds and I listened carefully to what was going on inside….screams all right…what the hell was going on in there?! Wasn’t it an orchestra concert?! Why the hell were people screaming?!

More screams were heard and I ran inside to find out the reason why.

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~~Amira’s POV~~

The concert is tonight….starting in roughly a half hour….and I still needed to get ready…

Well, I am technically already, but there is going to be something different about this concert….and I want to be as prepared as possible for it as I can.

I’m required to wear a long black dress that has short, ruffled sleeves along with black socks and high heels…but when I need to fight off Kishin’s….there’s NO FREAKING WAY I can fight of those damn things in a dress! For rehearsal, I stayed in the dress, but I would hide my more comfortable clothing underneath it during the concert.

The pants were easy, since the dress was so long and my pants were dark enough as they were, I could easily wear them underneath the dress…my shoes and my shirt were a different problem though…Since the dress was short sleeved, I couldn’t where my shirt properly with one of my sleeves being long; so since it was only one sleeve, I slipped into the shirt but let the sleeve be hidden in the torso of my dress; sure it was awkward and probably not the best way to do it, but I couldn’t think of a better way…my shoes were probably the hardest thing to hide, they were white to it would be rather obvious that I would be wearing them if I decided to; I came up with the conclusion to tie the laces around my knee caps, that way I had them and could have easy access to them once I ripped away the dress…boy, this concert will be interesting…

Once I was all dressed, I observed my outfit in the mirror; it looked a little bulky if you concentrated on it…which I hoped no one would…but I looked quite normal despite my hidden clothing. I was about to turn and leave the room until something caught my eyes; the star shaped tattoo on my right shoulder was showing slightly, but I was quick to make sure it was invisible to everyone…even me…I never knew why, but that tattoo had always been there, and it never went away…it also gave me a haunting feeling every time I looked at it, like it was somehow connected to my past; but after all those years of no answers for my mysterious past, I wanted to put any traces of it behind me until any, if at all, answers came to me. That’s why I wore one long sleeve on my right arm, to cover it up completely so it had no chance of being noticed. Of course, no matter how long or how many times I hid it, I always knew it was still there…

I walked out of the girls bathroom feeling very awkward in all the wrong ways…ugh…but I had to do this if Mr. Thompson was a Kishin…do it for the Kishin… do it for the Kishin…

I made my way back to the auditorium and met up with Kai before the concert started; Kai was supervising some of the lighting for the orchestra since the lights on stage had problems, but he said that as soon as the lights were set, he would take a seat in the front row to watch me.

“Hey, how ya feeling?” he asked me.

I shrugged, “On edge I guess…I don’t know what to expect out of this…I can’t sense any kishin souls in the area, despite the fact that I have an odd feeling about Mr. Thompson…”

“Hey, don’t worry about it Amira. Everything’ll work out,” he told me, giving me a gentle smile and placing a hand on my right shoulder.

I looked up into his face, but, just like every other time, I didn’t smile back, “Yeah, hope you’re right…” then I shake his hand off and walk to sit in the auditorium rows that were reserved for my orchestra for the times when we weren’t playing.

As I sat down, I caught a glimpse of Mr. Thompson, who was talking with a couple of students up on the stage before the concert began; he caught my eye and gave me a wink…something I found rather disturbing…

“If this guy is a Kishin….I’m going to be sure that his soul is mine!” I vowed silently.

~~Black*Star’s POV~~

“Why the hell do we have to attend an orchestra concert of all things?!” I exclaimed as the four us walked into the auditorium of the high school that this so called Amira went to.

“Because this is the place Lord Death said Amira and her weapon would be genius!” Maka answered angrily.

“Well why couldn’t it be a rock concert? What’s so interesting about an orchestra concert that would keep a big star like me interested!?”

I mean really…an orchestra concert?! Who the hell would attend one of those?! Much less actually play in one! All that classical music that was written centuries ago because people found it cool and original….ugh…to me, music like that was hell! It was so boring! I don’t know if I could stand to sit through this just to give this petty street Meister an invitation to the DWMA…it’s not fit for a big star like me!

“You’re so immature! No wonder you and Tsubaki have barely collected any souls…” I head Maka grumble under her breath.

“Can’t we just find a seat?” Tsubaki chimed in nervously, “I think the concert is about to start soon.”

“You guys go and fine one for yourselves! I’d rather sit out here than listen to that crap!” I told them.

“Um, Black*Star? Shouldn’t we all stay together? Lord Death said that a Kishin might be here…” Tsubaki told me.

“So what? If that Kishin tries to attack me, I’ll make it felt sorry if ever came my way!” I reassure them with a smirk.

“Fine by me! I don’t think I can listen to you complain any longer than I already have!” Maka retorted, “Come on you guys,” and Maka, Soul and Tsubaki walked into the main auditorium where the concert would be taking place while I stayed out here to avoid the ear aching experience.

~~Maka’s POV~~

I couldn’t believe Black*Star’s behavior! He knew the mission we were on! Lord Death even said we’d be going to an orchestra concert! Black*Star was even the one to say he’d take care of this stupid Kishin himself! UGH! I clenched my fists as we walked into the main part of the auditorium where the concert would be taking place, leaving Black*Star in the entry way.

“Hey, you ok?” Tsubaki asked me.

“What do you think?” I asked her through gritted teeth.

“I know he may be annoying Maka; but don’t let him get to you.”

“Easier said than done. I don’t know how you put up with him!”

“He may be an idiot at times, but he’s really great to have once he’s focused on the task,” she told me, giving me a reassuring smile.

I looked at her sweet and kind face and couldn’t help but give a slight smile, Tsubaki had that kind of soul wave length that was always willing to cheer you up when you were down…it made me wonder how she put up with Black*Star all the time…

“Thanks Tsubaki.”

Her face brightened, “Anytime Maka.”

“If you two ladies are done kissing it out, we have a concert to sit through and a Meister to invite to the DWMA,” Soul interrupted.

“Way to ruin the moment Soul…” I mumbled annoyingly, “We’re coming…”

~~Amira’s POV ~~

The concert started and Mr. Thompson gave the usual announcements: saying how grateful he was to have all these kids playing in his orchestra; how all the parents should be thanked for coming to see the concert; asking if there were any staff members of the high school attending the concert; thanking all the people who helped put the concert together; yada yada yada yada….ugh, listening to that crap made my ears hurt…sure it was nice to give these announcements, but with me being on edge about the guy being some sort of Kishin, I didn’t really wanna listen to his annoying voice…I just wanted his damn soul!

I was in the audience for the first few pieces, as they were played by a younger orchestra, and I practically tuned out when they started to derail on their first piece…those inexperienced losers…can’t they learn how to play an instrument?

Soon it was our turn to play, and I made my way to the stage, trying not to look like I was as awkward as ever in my weird clothing. I didn’t really pay attention about what was going on really, I just let my body go into involuntary reactions and we flew through our pieces in an instant. I didn’t smile the entire time we played, as I never smiled period, but I did make it look like I was trying to focus on the music instead of wearing a stern and aggressive look.

After we finished playing, we took our seats back in the audience again and waited for when we needed to play again. The finale of the concert was all the orchestra’s combined for one big final piece; I personally didn’t like the piece, but there was a solo in it, so I couldn’t really complain; and being first chair, that meant I was the one who got to play it!

Finally, it was time for all the groups to get back on stage again and perform the big finale piece. Once everyone was seated, and I gave everyone an A to tune by, I took my place standing up in front of a microphone to give my solo during the piece. It’s a rather complicated solo and difficult to memorize, but I made the impossibility of that come true by memorizing every note, every rest, every cue. There was no way I was going to screw it up!

Mr. Thompson raised his hands to give everyone the signal to get ready, and I followed his commands, and soon, the piece started. I flew through every part of my solo like a dream, making it look like it took absolutely no effort to even try and play it. I focused on everything in the music from the cellos to my far left, to the violins behind me, to Mr. Thompson’s cues on my left. Everything was perfect!

My fingers flew around the fingerboard of my violin like they were flying over clouds: gliding and moving constantly, never staying in one place. This seemed to be the only time where the kind of emotions that I usually kept hidden, like fear, sadness, and oddly happiness, came out. I find it odd how music could do something like that…but I pushed those thoughts away as the piece started to enter the climax….and it soon came to a close; the last note ringing throughout the auditorium like an echo in a cave…a dark a creepy echo…

As soon as Mr. Thompson put his hands down, the crowd erupted into applause, standing to give us the proper respect for the wonderful piece we all just played. Mr. Thompson gave the rest of the cue for the rest of the orchestra to stand up and accept the glorious thanks; I made eye contact with Kai and he gave me a thumbs up, smiling to tell me that it was great…and, for the first time, I gave him a very very very very very very slight smile. KEY WORD THERE IS SLIGHT!!!!! His eyes widened in shock and he gave a loud cheer to let everyone know his victory…huh, guess that was a good thing I guess…

As soon as the crowd and the orchestra sat down again, Mr. Thompson turned to the crowd and gave a final bow; then he walked over to the microphone and started to give the ending announcements…the ear aching horror…

“Thank you all for coming again! We hope you have enjoyed this concert!” he told them, giving them his famously kind smile, the crowd clapping in approval.

He gestured to me, since I was still standing in front of the orchestra after my solo, “Our lovely solo that was played in our finale piece was played by our talented Amira Starhunter!” the crowd clapped more, and I gave my slight slight slight slight slight slight slight smile again, Kai clapping and cheering loudly to give his approval….*eye roll*…oh Kai…

I was about to go and sit down again, but then I saw one of Mr. Thompson’s eyes turn a dark red, “But before I call this to a closing, I have one more thing to give all of you…” he snapped his fingers and chain restraints appeared, strapping down anyone who was sitting down by their hands and feet.

~~Maka’s POV~~

The final piece was a work of absolute mastery! I couldn’t believe how well it was performed! I’ve never heard such a piece of music performed in my life! Amazing! And that girl playing the solo…wasn’t she Amira? I recognized her face…but I wasn’t entirely sure; I caught a glimpse of the boy who was supposedly her weapon in the front row. I’d have to meet up with them before they disappeared again.

The last note rang throughout the auditorium like the echo of a cave…but it sounded off…like it was purposefully tuned flat…but my mind was on other things, like applauding loudly for the amazing piece! I stood up as soon as it finished, clapping as loud as I could to let the orchestra know it was amazing! I looked at Amira, wondering what her reaction would be, and I saw her smile…slightly… but a smile none the less.

Soon the clapping quieted down and everyone sat down again, that’s when the director stepped up and took the microphone to make the final announcements, ‘Huh…guess there was nothing weird going on here after all!’ I thought cheerfully, ‘We went through the whole concert without anything happening! Now all that we have to do is invite Amira and Kai to the DWMA and bring them back with us!’

“Thank you all for coming again! We hope you have enjoyed this concert!” he said to us, giving us a kind smile and the crowd clapped in approval.

He then gestured to the soloist, since she was still standing in front of the orchestra, “Our lovely solo that was played in our finale piece was played by our talented Amira Starhunter!” the crowd clapped more, and I saw Amira give a slight slight slight slight slight slight slight smile again, but at least she smiles a little…it would be a little weird if that girl has never smiled once in her life.

If I didn’t have a keen eye for so many details, I would’ve easily missed one of Mr. Thompson’s eyes turn a dark red, “But before I call this to a closing, I have one more thing to give all of you…” I was about to warn the others, but before I could do anything, he snapped his fingers and chain restraints appeared, strapping down anyone who was sitting down by their hands and feet.

“What the hell?!” Soul exclaimed.

“Guess I was wrong to assume everything was ay okay…damn it!”

~~Black*Star’s POV~~

I was sitting on the steps outside the auditorium, watching the sunset since I had nothing better to do. I had grown annoyed listening to even the faintest noise of the concert seeping through the closed doors, so I had stepped outside to avoid the torturous noise. I still couldn’t believe that I was here, having to sit through and wait for this damn concert to be over! A big star like me can’t be kept waiting! I was going to surpass the Gods one day after all!

Later on, I began to hear the faint clapping from inside the auditorium, louder than all the other clapping I heard before…concert must almost be over…THANK GOD!!!! I was bored sitting out here waiting that I decided to do push-ups and sit-ups until I reached my limit. I was currently at 7, 573 when I started to notice the birds…

Crows to be more exact, I continued to do my work out, but I still kept my eyes on them. They appeared to be gathering in the trees near the auditorium…but as I observed more, I noticed that there were swarms of them EVERYWHERE! No matter where I looked, all I saw were damn crows! What the hell were a bunch of crows doing here?!

I stopped entertaining myself with my work out and slowly begin to stand up, seeing how the birds would react to my movement; I considered fighting them, but a big star like me wasn’t going to waste his time fighting some stupid birds for no good reason.

That’s when I heard the screams from inside….

My attention quickly turned away from the birds and I listened carefully to what was going on inside….screams all right…what the hell was going on in there?! Wasn’t it an orchestra concert?! Why the hell were people screaming?!

More screams were heard and I ran inside to find out the reason why.