Fan Fiction ❯ The Chosen ❯ Preface ( Prologue )

The crowd went wild as the first band member stepped out onto the stage. He wore no shirt but sported a pair of baggy desert camo pants and a tattoo on the rite side of his chest. He held a bass guitar in his left hand and a mega-phone in the other. His long hair was pulled back with a pony. As the next member stepped onto the stage the crowd screamed louder. He also wore no shirt but a pair of baggy brown pants and a tattoo on the rite side of his chest. He held a pair of drumsticks in one hand and rised his other to the crowd. This one also had a tattoo on his left arm of a rose being stabbed by a knife. His short brown hair was bleached on top. But when he turned his back to the crowd to sit at his drums they saw his long pony tail in back. The crowd nearly broke the sound barrier as the third and final band member came floating down on a rope from the ceiling. He wore black baggy pants and had the tattoo on the rite side of his chest. He wore a peace necklace and held a guitar in his left hand and a mega-phone in the rite. As the rock stars struck the first note the crowd screamed even louder. They played on through the night.

I sat back as I watched all of the cheering fans. I don't get why they listen to these noises. My tracer beeped. I know the boys were the ones I am searching for. But, the tracer beeped more then three times. There are more then just the boys in this crowd of fans that are to be the chosen………