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This a warning! There is some swearing and violence ahead! If you do not like then do not read! If you are okay with this, then enjoy the story~

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A dark figure took a breath and watched his work carefully, not wanting to mess this up.
He steadied his hands and narrowed his eyes, pulling the trigger and watched the target fall to the ground.
He was the best at his job; everyone called him when they wanted the job done right the first time. Although everyone knew of him, no one knew what the best sniper in America looked like. He always made sure to keep his identity a secret, not meeting clients in person and never giving out his name.
The figure frowned at another easy target as he sighed, picking his sniper rifle off the ground and carefully placing it back in its case.
He glanced down, from his place on the roof of the building, before lighting a cigarette and walking away, seeming to disappear amongst the shadows.

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A young adult stood in his room, looking in his mirror and adjusted the tight black wife beater and dark ripped jeans that sat tight on his toned figure. He smiled at himself as he moved some of his reddish-brown hair out of his face, showing his blood red eyes and piercings more clearly.
He barely turned when there was knock on his door but listened as it slowly opened.
“Allen Jones–”
“I fucking told you to call me Al.”
The young woman, holding the clipboard, nodded, “Sorry sir but its time.”
He rolled his eyes, moving his sunglasses down from the top of his head and walked to the door, “About time.”
He walked down the long halls, smirking as he heard the sound of people screaming get louder.
He grabbed the object, which was sitting by the door, and walked into the other room.
He walked through the dark room, hearing the people screaming around him as he stopped in the middle of the darkness.
He smirked and held the object up as the lights turned on.

He held onto his guitar and started to play, the sound of drums starting behind him, making the concert hall go silent.

“Show me how to lie, you’re getting better all the time.
And turning all against the one, is an art that’s hard to teach~
Another clever word, sets off an unsuspecting herd.
And as you step back in the line, a mob jumps to their feet~

Now dance, fucker, dance,
Man he never had a chance,
And no one even knew
It was really only you!

And now you steal away~
Take him out today~
Nice work you did~
You’re gonna go far, kid~

With a thousand lies, and a good disguise
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes,
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives!

Slowly out of line, and drifting closer in your sights
So play it out, I’m wide awake
It’s a scene about me~
There’s something in your way, and now someone is gonna pay
And if you can’t get what you want, well, it’s all because of me~

Now dance, fucker, dance
Man I never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you

And now you’ll lead the way~
Show the light of day~
Nice work you did~
You’re gonna go far, kid~
(Trust, Deceived)

With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives~!”

Al took a step forward, holding onto his guitar as he played, the drums sounding in the background before he sang again.

“Now dance, fucker, dance, he never had a chance
And no one even knew, it was really only you
So dance, fucker, dance, I never had a chance
It was really only you

With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives!

Clever alibis, Lord of the Flies
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives!”

He smirked when he looked into the crowd, hearing everyone cheering for him and spoke into his mic, “Look at all the bitchs out there tonight. I hope you all are enjoying the show!” He smiled as everyone cheered, “Good~ It’s great to see everyone’s here to see me!” He took a few steps back holding onto his guitar, “I’ll give you what you all want~!”

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He walked into his dressing room, carefully placing his guitar against the wall before he sat on the couch.
“That was awesome! We were amazing out there!”
Al rolled his eyes as his four band members walked into the dressing room.
“Oui it was very fun.”
“It was a full crowd tonight.”
Al turned to them, “Will all you bastards shut up?!”
They all looked at him as one walked over and sat next to him, putting his arm over his shoulders, “Come on Al! Admit it! We were all awesome out there!” He quickly stood up, fist pumping the air, “Especially the hero!”
Al kicked Alfred in his back, causing him to fall face-first into the couch opposite of him.
“Don’t fucking touch me pork chop!”
Arthur moved to the side, avoiding having the blonde American from falling on him, “Watch where you fall Alfred, you almost made me spill my tea.”
The Frenchman laughed, putting his arm around Arthur, “Oui Alfred, we did do another bien job today.”
The Brit pushed Francis off, “Get off me frog!”
The quiet Canadian sat down next to his dark-haired brother, holding onto his drumsticks, as the rest of his family fought.
Al rolled his eyes, "No one would think of you as a hero pork chop. We all fucking know what you do when there isn't band practice."
Arthur took a sip of his tea, "Yeah Alfred, you need to calm down on the burgers."
Alfred turned to Arthur, "I don't eat too many burgers! And I am the hero! Every one of my fans says so!" He turned back to Al, seeing him pulling out a cigarette, "Besides burgers are better than those things."
Al narrowed his eyes before he shrugged, "Hey frog legs, want one?"
Francis looked over at him and shrugged, catching the box, "Oui but only one. I am trying to quit these dégoûtant things." He sighed as he lit it up and handed the box to Arthur.
Arthur frowned, setting the box on the table, "Gentleman don't smoke. I, unlike all of you, have actually managed to successfully stop smoking those bloody things."
Alfred rolled his eyes, reluctantly picking up the box, "I'm trying so hard to quit." He paused, setting the box back on the table and sat down on the couch next to Arthur, "And I'm going to keep it up."
Matthew, mostly unnoticed by the others, leaned over and picked up the box, hiding the box from the others.
Al scoffed at his brothers, lighting his smoke and looked at the clock before standing up.
The others looked at him as Arthur narrowed his eyes, "Where are you going?"
"None of your fucking business."
They all just stared as he closed the door behind him, walking back down the hallway and into the darkness of the night.

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The dark figure watched through his scope, keeping his rifle still as he looked for his target.
"Now dance, fucker, dance..."
The figure took the cigarette out of his mouth, closing one of his eyes and pulled the trigger.
He smirked, sitting up, "Man he never had a chance"
He clicked his gun, releasing the bullet casing and stood up.
"And no one really knew.
It was really only you."

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A door slammed as someone walked into the room.
The figure stood over the one asleep in the bed.
"Hmmm… burgers~"
The figure rolled their eyes before they smirked and leaned closer, "McDonalds is closing~"
Alfred's eyes shot open, "MY BURGERS!" And quickly fell off the bed, tangled in bed sheets, "Ow..." He groaned as he looked up, narrowing his eyes at the one laughing, "Al! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?"
Al laughed, "That was just for shits and laughs!" He took a breath before he looked down at his brother, "I came to get you up. It's almost fucking time for practice. We have another show tonight."
Alfred groaned, "But I don't want to get up yet!"
Al glared down at him as he whined, "You shouldn't have stayed up so fucking late last night."
Alfred slowly sat up, "Yeah? I didn't see you get home till past midnight. What were you doing?"
"None of your fucking business."
"What is with all the bloody yelling about?"
Alfred and Al turned to see Arthur staring at them both sleepily and annoyed.
Al turned back to Alfred, grabbing him and dragging him out of his room, into the halls of the large mansion, "I was trying to wake up this moron. He fucking slept in again."
Arthur rolled his eyes and looked down at the American, who was once again starting to fall back asleep, "There's bacon for breakfast."
Al nearly fell back when Alfred jumped up and ran toward the kitchen.
Al turned to Arthur and crossed his arms, "Give me some fucking warning next time."

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Al smirked towards the crowd as the lights dimmed and the bass played to a steady beat in the background.

"Well it rains and it pours when you're out on your own
If I crash on the couch, can I sleep in my clothes?
'Cause I spent the night dancing, I'm drunk I suppose
If it looks like I'm laughing
I'm really just asking to leave
This alone, You're in time for the show
You're the one that I need, I'm the one that you loathe
You can watch me corrode, Like a beast in repose
'Cause I love all the poison away with the boys in the band

I've really been on a bender and it shows
So why don't you blow me
A kiss before she goes

Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me~
Your kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead~
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be~
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane, abandon me~

There's a place in the dark where the animals go
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

I've really been on a bender and it shows
So why don't you blow me
A kiss before she goes

Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me~
Your kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead~
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be~
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane, abandon me~

Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me~
Your kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead~
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be~
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane, abandon me~"

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Al sat on the couch in their dressing room, head back as he listened to his brothers talk about stupid things.
"Y'all should've been there! It was awesome!"
"Speak proper English Alfred!"
"What's the difference between my English and yours?!"
Al sighed but looked up when he heard the knock on the door, seeing it open.
"Alle- Al sir?"
"What the fuck do you want?"
"There are some girls who have back stage passes. They want to meet the band."
He smirked and sat up, "Let them in~"
The young woman nodded and opened the door, letting three teenage girls into the room.
She covered her ears when they squealed and ran to their favorite band members.
Al smirked when one of the girls ran over to him, smiling at him, "H-Hello A-Al…"
"Hello doll face~" He moved a seat over, "Why don't you sit with me~?"
The young girl smiled, happily yet nervously nodded her head and sat beside him, trying to hold in a squeal when he put his arm around her shoulders.
Arthur smiled at one of the girls who stood in front of him, standing up and taking her hand, shaking it, "Hello love. Why don't you have my seat? I'll make you some tea."
Matthew was surprised when one of the girls sat next to him, nervously looking down at the ground. He smiled and moved his hand toward her, wanting to shake her hand, "Hello maple leaf. It's nice to meet you."
Al smiled when his girl laughed at what he said and leaned closer to her, whispering in her ear, "Want to get out of here doll face~? I know a great place we can go~"
She smiled and nodded as he helped her stand, keeping his arm around her, "I'm going out." He smirked as he started to close the door behind him, "Don't wait for me fuckers."

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A dark figure stood in the shadows, inside a dark alley.
"There's a place in the dark where the animals go~"
He looked down at the body that lay in front of him as he looked down at the small dagger he held.
He smirked at the blood that dripped down its blade as he carefully wiped it clean.
"Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo~"

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Al yawned as he walked onto the stage, his brothers ready to start practice.
Matthew was setting up his drums, getting them ready for another long night.
Arthur looked up from his keyboard, seeing Al walking toward his place on the stage, “What were you doing Al? You’re rarely late for practice.”
Al stretched his arms; “I was having fun last night.” He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled, “That doll sure knows how to have fun~” He picked up his guitar, starting to adjust the sound, “What about you tea cup? How was your doll?”
Matthew rested his head against his hand, leaning on his drum set, “My girl was nice…”
“I’ll have you know Al, I was a gentleman and made sure she made it home safely. I had one of our drivers drive her and her friend back to their home.”
Matthew sighed, being ignored again, and went back to fixing his drums, checking their sound to make sure he was ready.
Al smirked, “So did you have any fun last night tea cup~? Or was I the only one?”
Arthur rolled his eyes, “Yes Al. I had fun last night, but not in the way you’re thinking.”
Alfred smiled, “I had an awesome time last night! I played video games, some fans sent me more comics, I had McDonalds take out–!”
“No one cares pork chop.”
“I had a merveilleux time last night~”
Al rolled his eyes and looked down at his guitar, “Lets just get the fucking practice finished up for tonight.”
His brothers sighed but nodded following his lead, practicing one of their popular songs again.

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Al took a step to the side as Alfred walked over to him, smiling, the drums slowly getting louder as they started to play their guitars.

"Gaze into her killing jar I'd sometimes stare for hours
(sometimes stare for hours)
She even poked the holes so I can breathe
She bought the last line, I'm just the worst kind
Of guy to argue with what you might find
And for the last night I lie, could I lie with you~?

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time~

Lost in the prescription, she's got something else in mind
(Something else in mind)
Check into the Hotel Bella Muerte
It gives the weak flight, it gives the blind sight
Until the cops come or by last light
And for the last night I lie, could I lie next to you?

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time~

Pull the plug but I'd like to learn your name
And holdin' on, well, I hope you do the same
Aww, sugar, slip into the tragedy~
You've spun this chamber dry~

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time~

Oh, pull the plug but I'd like to learn your name~
And holdin' on, well, I hope you do the same~
Aww, sugar"

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A dark figure sat in the shadows of a dark room.
He narrowed his eyes looking at the glow of the computer screen in front of him.
"Pull the plug but I'd like to learn your name~
And holdin' on, well, I hope you do the same~"
He smirked as he found the information he needed on the newest target.
"Aww, sugar, slip in to the tragedy~
You've spun this chamber dry~"
He closed the computer, packing it up before he stood up and walked out of the room.

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Matthew smiled as he stood by the counter, his brother next to him, as he carefully mixed the ingredients in the bowl that sat in front of him.
"Francis can you hand me the flour?"
Francis smiled and nodded, carefully walking around his brother and looked in one of the cupboards, "How much do you need Matthieu?"
"Just one cup worth. Merci Francis."
Francis nodded, "De rien."
Matthew stirred in the flour as his brother carefully poured it into the bowl before picking it up and pouring the batter into a pan, letting it cook.
"Do I smell pancakes?!"
Matthew turned to see his three other brothers walking into the room and he smiled, "Oui Alfred. They should be ready soon."
Alfred's smile grew as he sat down at the table, impatiently waiting for the pancakes to be done.
"Mon frère I am also making some eggs, toast, bacon..."
"I hope you have-"
"And tofu bacon for Al."
Al nodded and sat down at the table, watching as his two French brothers moved around the kitchen easily.
Francis smiled as he pulled the eggs and bacon off their pans, placing them each on a plate next to the toast, making sure to keep everything neat and beautiful as possible.
"Très bon! The food is prêt!"
He smiled as he walked over and set each plate in front of his three brothers spots, and setting Al's vegan bacon in front of him as well.
"Enjoy~"
Alfred smiled and started to eat his bacon quickly but stopped when he saw Matthew pull some pancakes off the pan, placing them in a plate and set them in the table.
"AWESOME! I love your pancakes Matt!"
Matthew smiled, his cheeks turning slightly pink as he went back to cooking more pancakes, "Thank you Alfred..."
Al rolled his eyes as he took a drink of his almond milk, thinking of the plans he had for the next few nights.

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Alfred smiled as he held onto the mic, singing softly as the drums played behind him.

“I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see a lion when you look inside of me?
Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
‘Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be
How can I sleep at night, there’s a war inside my head
I found a lion hidden right beneath my bed
I will not hide myself from the tears that you have shed
‘Cause I am a lion, and you.are.dead”

Al took a step forward, the music speeding up as he started to sing into his mic.

“Here’s a story of everything we’ll ever be
You can hide but some of us can never leave
And if you go I don’t need those little things
They remind me of all our little dreams
Can you hear the words, all I can say
We can watch the world even if they walk away
Forget about tomorrow, tomorrow is today
You were born a lion and a lion you will stay”

“I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see the lion when you look inside of me?
Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
‘Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be”

Alfred took a step back as his brother started to sing again, singing faster than him.

“Remember an army of all those little kids?
Livin’ life like they only get a little bit
It’s hard to fight when you’re born in the middle-end
I’d rather die then watch you givin’ in
I’m sorry daughter but your fathers not the same
I can look into your eyes and I swear that I will change
But tomorrow is tomorrow so forgive me if I say
You can hide beneath the covers while I hide behind the pain
After all only so much we can say
Words can lose their meaning once you walk away
Promise me that you’ll love me, watch me as I fade
I’ll give you all the things that these lions never gave
The hands on the clock and the things we cannot change
Tearin’ out the pieces and take back what I made
If there’s one thing I’d keep, it’s you that I would save
‘Cause I am just a lion and a lion I will stay”

“I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see the lion when you look inside of me?
Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
‘Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be”

“Hey! I never meant to let go
All I want and you’re all I’ll ever know
Can’t hide in the attic of a pretty home
Of a pretty home, of a pretty home
Hey! I never meant to let go
All I want and you’re all I’ll ever know
Can’t hide in the attic of a pretty home
Of a pretty home, of a pretty home
Hey!”

Al took the step back as Alfred took a step forward, singing loudly into the mic, the sound of the drums and guitar echoing throughout the concert hall.

“I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see the lion when you look inside of me?
Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
‘Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be”

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Arthur took a drink of his tea, reading a book, as his brothers lied down on the couches, tired from a long week of work.
He glanced up when he heard Alfred give a small snore and saw Al's eyes closed as he slept, his head leaning against the back of the couch.
Arthur rolled his eyes, hearing Alfred snore again and turned to see Matthew next to him, watching tv.
"May I have one Matt?"
Matthew turned, about to put a maple candy into his mouth and nodded, offering Arthur some from his bag.
"Sure."
"Thank you."
Matthew smiled, “De rien.” He watched as Arthur ate a couple candies and sighed, relaxing on the couch, “I’ll be looking forward to not having to practice for a few days.”
Arthur nodded, looking back down at his book, “It’s nice to have a couple days rest before we move to the city on the tour.”
They looked up when Francis walked into the room, glancing at the two sleeping before he rolled his eyes and sat next to Matthew.
“Bonjour Matthieu.”
“Bonjour Francis.”
Arthur looked up from his book, “Where have you been?”
“I was doing my job. Everything is set up for when we arrive to the next city. I made sure they knew what we wanted in the vestiaire–”
“I don’t speak French frog.”
Matthew smiled, “Vestiaire means dressing room Arthur.”
“Thank you Matthew.”
Francis rolled his eyes, “Oui, our wardrobe is on its way there, and our mansion is being cleaned up and ready for when we arrive.”
Arthur looked back down at his book, sipping his tea, “At least you can do something right frog.”

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A dark figure moved silently through the darkness, watching as his target walked down the streets of the city.
I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see a lion when you look inside of me?
He followed his target and watched as they stopped, looking down at their phone.
He walked over before covering their mouth and dragged them into the alley, wrapping something around their neck.
“‘Cause I am a lion, and you.are.dead”
He just watched as the body struggled before it stopped moving and dropped it, turning and easily disappeared into the shadows of the night.

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Al sat on his couch, looking down as his brothers sat around him.
He set the paper down on the table but didn't take his eyes off it, Alfred holding onto his bass guitar.
They all listened as he started to strum on the strings, giving Al time before he started to sing, his voice low and serious.

"No time for goodbye, he said
As he faded away
Don't put your life in someone's hands
They're bound to steal it away
Don't hide your mistakes
'Cause they'll find you, burn you
Then he said"

His brothers sang lowly as he sang the next part of the song.

"If you want to get out alive
Oh oh, run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh oh, run for your life"

Al paused as Alfred continued to strum his guitar before he continued again.

"This is my last time, she said
As she faded away
It's hard to imagine
But one day you'll end up like me
Then she said"

Al continued to sing as his brothers joined in, singing low.

"If you want to get out alive
Oh oh run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh oh run for your life"

Al smirked and leaned over, continued to sing and picked up his guitar, the music getting louder, as his brothers echoing his voice.

"If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive)
Oh oh run for your life (life)
If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive)
Oh oh run for your life~"

He sang louder as he played his lead guitar, adding to the music that sounded through the room.

"If I stay, it won't be long~
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go, I can only hope~
That I make it to the other side"

Al paused as the sound of the Alfred's guitar alone played through the room before he started to play along, mixing the two guitars perfectly.

"If you want to get out alive
Oh oh, run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh oh, run for~"

If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive)
Oh oh, run for your life (life)
If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive)
Oh oh, run for~

If I stay, it won't be long~
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go, I can only hope~
That I make it to the other side
If I stay, it won't be long~
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go, if I go~~"

He stopped singing for only a second before he continued as loud as before.

"Burning on the inside~

Burning on the inside~

Burning on the inside~"

They all smiled as Al sang the last line, the sound of the guitars fading away and he looked at his brothers.
"I think that’s good. No fucking mistakes this time."
His brothers nodded as Matthew held his drumsticks lightly tapping the table to the song, "I figured where drums are needed in the song. I'll add them in when we practice this song at a concert hall."
Al nodded, "We'll give the fans a surprise in the next city."
Arthur nodded, "I think they'll enjoy this song. I know I do."
Alfred smiled, "They'll be so excited!"
Al rolled his eyes at Alfred as he piled the sheet music together before they all turned when Francis walked into the room, holding his own pile of papers.
"Sorry to interrupt the practice mes frères but we have a little gig before we leave tomorrow."
Al took the papers from him, looking them over.
"It's for tonight."

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A group of men stood in an alley, talking amongst each other, as a dark figure walked through the darkness.
They looked up when the figure stopped in the alley, not far from them.
One of the men frowned, "What does a runt like you want?"
The figure smirked, holding something over his shoulder, "You bastards owe me something."
The men looked at the young adult and sneered, "What could we possible owe to a runt like you?"
"A few days ago you put a hit out on someone's head. I fucking want my reward."
One of the men laughed, "We have no idea what you're talking about boy. We owe nothing to you."
The figure smiled, his blood red eyes seeming to glow in the dim light, "Then I'll get my pay another way~"
Another man, annoyed by the figures attitude walked up to him and grabbed him by the front of the shirt, "We owe you nothing runt."
The other men took a step back, surprised when the figure struck the man with a bat covered in nails in the head and could only watch as he fell to the ground, the figure fixing his brown jacket before taking a step toward the other men, "You're all going to regret crossing me."
Don't put your life in someone's hands
One of the men took a step back as the figure got closer, only to gasp when something grabbed him, pulling him into the shadows.
They're bound to steal it away
The other men turned only to see the body drop, nothing near it.
Don't hide your mistakes
One took a step to the side when he heard a gasp, seeing a figure pulling a bloody dagger out of the other man and watched as the body fell to the ground.
'Cause they'll find you, burn you
The last of the men took a few more steps back, wanting to stay away from the figure, seeing it's smile glowing in the light.
If you want to get out alive
The figure watched as one of the men tried to run away, heading strait down the alley.
Oh oh, run for your life
The last figure flinched when the figure fell the ground, the sound of a gunshot echoed through the alley.
The figure turned back to the last figure, "You shouldn't mess with us."
The man's back hit the wall as he saw four more figures walk up behind the first, all staring down at him.
He watched as the new figures looked at the first, "What should we do with him Al?"
One flipped the knife in his hand, "Should it be a slow death?"
Al shook his head, "No Arthur, even though that would be fun to a watch."
"We could poison the bastard."
"But then he could possibly survive Francis."
"We could hide the body."
One took a step forward, a sniper rifle hanging on his back, but held a handgun toward the man, "No Matthew, I believe a quick death is required tonight."
Al smirked, waving his hand toward him, "Get it over with Alfred. We have to leave early tomorrow."
With a thousand lies, and a good disguise
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes,
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives

Description
This a warning! There is some swearing and violence ahead! If you do not like then do not read! If you are okay with this, then enjoy the story~

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A dark figure took a breath and watched his work carefully, not wanting to mess this up.
He steadied his hands and narrowed his eyes, pulling the trigger and watched the target fall to the ground.
He was the best at his job; everyone called him when they wanted the job done right the first time. Although everyone knew of him, no one knew what the best sniper in America looked like. He always made sure to keep his identity a secret, not meeting clients in person and never giving out his name.
The figure frowned at another easy target as he sighed, picking his sniper rifle off the ground and carefully placing it back in its case.
He glanced down, from his place on the roof of the building, before lighting a cigarette and walking away, seeming to disappear amongst the shadows.

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A young adult stood in his room, looking in his mirror and adjusted the tight black wife beater and dark ripped jeans that sat tight on his toned figure. He smiled at himself as he moved some of his reddish-brown hair out of his face, showing his blood red eyes and piercings more clearly.
He barely turned when there was knock on his door but listened as it slowly opened.
“Allen Jones–”
“I fucking told you to call me Al.”
The young woman, holding the clipboard, nodded, “Sorry sir but its time.”
He rolled his eyes, moving his sunglasses down from the top of his head and walked to the door, “About time.”
He walked down the long halls, smirking as he heard the sound of people screaming get louder.
He grabbed the object, which was sitting by the door, and walked into the other room.
He walked through the dark room, hearing the people screaming around him as he stopped in the middle of the darkness.
He smirked and held the object up as the lights turned on.

He held onto his guitar and started to play, the sound of drums starting behind him, making the concert hall go silent.

“Show me how to lie, you’re getting better all the time.
And turning all against the one, is an art that’s hard to teach~
Another clever word, sets off an unsuspecting herd.
And as you step back in the line, a mob jumps to their feet~

Now dance, fucker, dance,
Man he never had a chance,
And no one even knew
It was really only you!

And now you steal away~
Take him out today~
Nice work you did~
You’re gonna go far, kid~

With a thousand lies, and a good disguise
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes,
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives!

Slowly out of line, and drifting closer in your sights
So play it out, I’m wide awake
It’s a scene about me~
There’s something in your way, and now someone is gonna pay
And if you can’t get what you want, well, it’s all because of me~

Now dance, fucker, dance
Man I never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you

And now you’ll lead the way~
Show the light of day~
Nice work you did~
You’re gonna go far, kid~
(Trust, Deceived)

With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives~!”

Al took a step forward, holding onto his guitar as he played, the drums sounding in the background before he sang again.

“Now dance, fucker, dance, he never had a chance
And no one even knew, it was really only you
So dance, fucker, dance, I never had a chance
It was really only you

With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives!

Clever alibis, Lord of the Flies
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives!”

He smirked when he looked into the crowd, hearing everyone cheering for him and spoke into his mic, “Look at all the bitchs out there tonight. I hope you all are enjoying the show!” He smiled as everyone cheered, “Good~ It’s great to see everyone’s here to see me!” He took a few steps back holding onto his guitar, “I’ll give you what you all want~!”

---

He walked into his dressing room, carefully placing his guitar against the wall before he sat on the couch.
“That was awesome! We were amazing out there!”
Al rolled his eyes as his four band members walked into the dressing room.
“Oui it was very fun.”
“It was a full crowd tonight.”
Al turned to them, “Will all you bastards shut up?!”
They all looked at him as one walked over and sat next to him, putting his arm over his shoulders, “Come on Al! Admit it! We were all awesome out there!” He quickly stood up, fist pumping the air, “Especially the hero!”
Al kicked Alfred in his back, causing him to fall face-first into the couch opposite of him.
“Don’t fucking touch me pork chop!”
Arthur moved to the side, avoiding having the blonde American from falling on him, “Watch where you fall Alfred, you almost made me spill my tea.”
The Frenchman laughed, putting his arm around Arthur, “Oui Alfred, we did do another bien job today.”
The Brit pushed Francis off, “Get off me frog!”
The quiet Canadian sat down next to his dark-haired brother, holding onto his drumsticks, as the rest of his family fought.
Al rolled his eyes, "No one would think of you as a hero pork chop. We all fucking know what you do when there isn't band practice."
Arthur took a sip of his tea, "Yeah Alfred, you need to calm down on the burgers."
Alfred turned to Arthur, "I don't eat too many burgers! And I am the hero! Every one of my fans says so!" He turned back to Al, seeing him pulling out a cigarette, "Besides burgers are better than those things."
Al narrowed his eyes before he shrugged, "Hey frog legs, want one?"
Francis looked over at him and shrugged, catching the box, "Oui but only one. I am trying to quit these dégoûtant things." He sighed as he lit it up and handed the box to Arthur.
Arthur frowned, setting the box on the table, "Gentleman don't smoke. I, unlike all of you, have actually managed to successfully stop smoking those bloody things."
Alfred rolled his eyes, reluctantly picking up the box, "I'm trying so hard to quit." He paused, setting the box back on the table and sat down on the couch next to Arthur, "And I'm going to keep it up."
Matthew, mostly unnoticed by the others, leaned over and picked up the box, hiding the box from the others.
Al scoffed at his brothers, lighting his smoke and looked at the clock before standing up.
The others looked at him as Arthur narrowed his eyes, "Where are you going?"
"None of your fucking business."
They all just stared as he closed the door behind him, walking back down the hallway and into the darkness of the night.

---

The dark figure watched through his scope, keeping his rifle still as he looked for his target.
"Now dance, fucker, dance..."
The figure took the cigarette out of his mouth, closing one of his eyes and pulled the trigger.
He smirked, sitting up, "Man he never had a chance"
He clicked his gun, releasing the bullet casing and stood up.
"And no one really knew.
It was really only you."

---

A door slammed as someone walked into the room.
The figure stood over the one asleep in the bed.
"Hmmm… burgers~"
The figure rolled their eyes before they smirked and leaned closer, "McDonalds is closing~"
Alfred's eyes shot open, "MY BURGERS!" And quickly fell off the bed, tangled in bed sheets, "Ow..." He groaned as he looked up, narrowing his eyes at the one laughing, "Al! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?"
Al laughed, "That was just for shits and laughs!" He took a breath before he looked down at his brother, "I came to get you up. It's almost fucking time for practice. We have another show tonight."
Alfred groaned, "But I don't want to get up yet!"
Al glared down at him as he whined, "You shouldn't have stayed up so fucking late last night."
Alfred slowly sat up, "Yeah? I didn't see you get home till past midnight. What were you doing?"
"None of your fucking business."
"What is with all the bloody yelling about?"
Alfred and Al turned to see Arthur staring at them both sleepily and annoyed.
Al turned back to Alfred, grabbing him and dragging him out of his room, into the halls of the large mansion, "I was trying to wake up this moron. He fucking slept in again."
Arthur rolled his eyes and looked down at the American, who was once again starting to fall back asleep, "There's bacon for breakfast."
Al nearly fell back when Alfred jumped up and ran toward the kitchen.
Al turned to Arthur and crossed his arms, "Give me some fucking warning next time."

---

Al smirked towards the crowd as the lights dimmed and the bass played to a steady beat in the background.

"Well it rains and it pours when you're out on your own
If I crash on the couch, can I sleep in my clothes?
'Cause I spent the night dancing, I'm drunk I suppose
If it looks like I'm laughing
I'm really just asking to leave
This alone, You're in time for the show
You're the one that I need, I'm the one that you loathe
You can watch me corrode, Like a beast in repose
'Cause I love all the poison away with the boys in the band

I've really been on a bender and it shows
So why don't you blow me
A kiss before she goes

Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me~
Your kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead~
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be~
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane, abandon me~

There's a place in the dark where the animals go
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

I've really been on a bender and it shows
So why don't you blow me
A kiss before she goes

Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me~
Your kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead~
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be~
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane, abandon me~

Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me~
Your kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead~
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be~
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane, abandon me~"

---

Al sat on the couch in their dressing room, head back as he listened to his brothers talk about stupid things.
"Y'all should've been there! It was awesome!"
"Speak proper English Alfred!"
"What's the difference between my English and yours?!"
Al sighed but looked up when he heard the knock on the door, seeing it open.
"Alle- Al sir?"
"What the fuck do you want?"
"There are some girls who have back stage passes. They want to meet the band."
He smirked and sat up, "Let them in~"
The young woman nodded and opened the door, letting three teenage girls into the room.
She covered her ears when they squealed and ran to their favorite band members.
Al smirked when one of the girls ran over to him, smiling at him, "H-Hello A-Al…"
"Hello doll face~" He moved a seat over, "Why don't you sit with me~?"
The young girl smiled, happily yet nervously nodded her head and sat beside him, trying to hold in a squeal when he put his arm around her shoulders.
Arthur smiled at one of the girls who stood in front of him, standing up and taking her hand, shaking it, "Hello love. Why don't you have my seat? I'll make you some tea."
Matthew was surprised when one of the girls sat next to him, nervously looking down at the ground. He smiled and moved his hand toward her, wanting to shake her hand, "Hello maple leaf. It's nice to meet you."
Al smiled when his girl laughed at what he said and leaned closer to her, whispering in her ear, "Want to get out of here doll face~? I know a great place we can go~"
She smiled and nodded as he helped her stand, keeping his arm around her, "I'm going out." He smirked as he started to close the door behind him, "Don't wait for me fuckers."

---

A dark figure stood in the shadows, inside a dark alley.
"There's a place in the dark where the animals go~"
He looked down at the body that lay in front of him as he looked down at the small dagger he held.
He smirked at the blood that dripped down its blade as he carefully wiped it clean.
"Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo~"

---

Al yawned as he walked onto the stage, his brothers ready to start practice.
Matthew was setting up his drums, getting them ready for another long night.
Arthur looked up from his keyboard, seeing Al walking toward his place on the stage, “What were you doing Al? You’re rarely late for practice.”
Al stretched his arms; “I was having fun last night.” He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled, “That doll sure knows how to have fun~” He picked up his guitar, starting to adjust the sound, “What about you tea cup? How was your doll?”
Matthew rested his head against his hand, leaning on his drum set, “My girl was nice…”
“I’ll have you know Al, I was a gentleman and made sure she made it home safely. I had one of our drivers drive her and her friend back to their home.”
Matthew sighed, being ignored again, and went back to fixing his drums, checking their sound to make sure he was ready.
Al smirked, “So did you have any fun last night tea cup~? Or was I the only one?”
Arthur rolled his eyes, “Yes Al. I had fun last night, but not in the way you’re thinking.”
Alfred smiled, “I had an awesome time last night! I played video games, some fans sent me more comics, I had McDonalds take out–!”
“No one cares pork chop.”
“I had a merveilleux time last night~”
Al rolled his eyes and looked down at his guitar, “Lets just get the fucking practice finished up for tonight.”
His brothers sighed but nodded following his lead, practicing one of their popular songs again.

---

Al took a step to the side as Alfred walked over to him, smiling, the drums slowly getting louder as they started to play their guitars.

"Gaze into her killing jar I'd sometimes stare for hours
(sometimes stare for hours)
She even poked the holes so I can breathe
She bought the last line, I'm just the worst kind
Of guy to argue with what you might find
And for the last night I lie, could I lie with you~?

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time~

Lost in the prescription, she's got something else in mind
(Something else in mind)
Check into the Hotel Bella Muerte
It gives the weak flight, it gives the blind sight
Until the cops come or by last light
And for the last night I lie, could I lie next to you?

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time~

Pull the plug but I'd like to learn your name
And holdin' on, well, I hope you do the same
Aww, sugar, slip into the tragedy~
You've spun this chamber dry~

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time

Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this time~

Oh, pull the plug but I'd like to learn your name~
And holdin' on, well, I hope you do the same~
Aww, sugar"

---

A dark figure sat in the shadows of a dark room.
He narrowed his eyes looking at the glow of the computer screen in front of him.
"Pull the plug but I'd like to learn your name~
And holdin' on, well, I hope you do the same~"
He smirked as he found the information he needed on the newest target.
"Aww, sugar, slip in to the tragedy~
You've spun this chamber dry~"
He closed the computer, packing it up before he stood up and walked out of the room.

---

Matthew smiled as he stood by the counter, his brother next to him, as he carefully mixed the ingredients in the bowl that sat in front of him.
"Francis can you hand me the flour?"
Francis smiled and nodded, carefully walking around his brother and looked in one of the cupboards, "How much do you need Matthieu?"
"Just one cup worth. Merci Francis."
Francis nodded, "De rien."
Matthew stirred in the flour as his brother carefully poured it into the bowl before picking it up and pouring the batter into a pan, letting it cook.
"Do I smell pancakes?!"
Matthew turned to see his three other brothers walking into the room and he smiled, "Oui Alfred. They should be ready soon."
Alfred's smile grew as he sat down at the table, impatiently waiting for the pancakes to be done.
"Mon frère I am also making some eggs, toast, bacon..."
"I hope you have-"
"And tofu bacon for Al."
Al nodded and sat down at the table, watching as his two French brothers moved around the kitchen easily.
Francis smiled as he pulled the eggs and bacon off their pans, placing them each on a plate next to the toast, making sure to keep everything neat and beautiful as possible.
"Très bon! The food is prêt!"
He smiled as he walked over and set each plate in front of his three brothers spots, and setting Al's vegan bacon in front of him as well.
"Enjoy~"
Alfred smiled and started to eat his bacon quickly but stopped when he saw Matthew pull some pancakes off the pan, placing them in a plate and set them in the table.
"AWESOME! I love your pancakes Matt!"
Matthew smiled, his cheeks turning slightly pink as he went back to cooking more pancakes, "Thank you Alfred..."
Al rolled his eyes as he took a drink of his almond milk, thinking of the plans he had for the next few nights.

---

Alfred smiled as he held onto the mic, singing softly as the drums played behind him.

“I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see a lion when you look inside of me?
Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
‘Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be
How can I sleep at night, there’s a war inside my head
I found a lion hidden right beneath my bed
I will not hide myself from the tears that you have shed
‘Cause I am a lion, and you.are.dead”

Al took a step forward, the music speeding up as he started to sing into his mic.

“Here’s a story of everything we’ll ever be
You can hide but some of us can never leave
And if you go I don’t need those little things
They remind me of all our little dreams
Can you hear the words, all I can say
We can watch the world even if they walk away
Forget about tomorrow, tomorrow is today
You were born a lion and a lion you will stay”

“I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see the lion when you look inside of me?
Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
‘Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be”

Alfred took a step back as his brother started to sing again, singing faster than him.

“Remember an army of all those little kids?
Livin’ life like they only get a little bit
It’s hard to fight when you’re born in the middle-end
I’d rather die then watch you givin’ in
I’m sorry daughter but your fathers not the same
I can look into your eyes and I swear that I will change
But tomorrow is tomorrow so forgive me if I say
You can hide beneath the covers while I hide behind the pain
After all only so much we can say
Words can lose their meaning once you walk away
Promise me that you’ll love me, watch me as I fade
I’ll give you all the things that these lions never gave
The hands on the clock and the things we cannot change
Tearin’ out the pieces and take back what I made
If there’s one thing I’d keep, it’s you that I would save
‘Cause I am just a lion and a lion I will stay”

“I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see the lion when you look inside of me?
Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
‘Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be”

“Hey! I never meant to let go
All I want and you’re all I’ll ever know
Can’t hide in the attic of a pretty home
Of a pretty home, of a pretty home
Hey! I never meant to let go
All I want and you’re all I’ll ever know
Can’t hide in the attic of a pretty home
Of a pretty home, of a pretty home
Hey!”

Al took the step back as Alfred took a step forward, singing loudly into the mic, the sound of the drums and guitar echoing throughout the concert hall.

“I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see the lion when you look inside of me?
Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
‘Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be”

---

Arthur took a drink of his tea, reading a book, as his brothers lied down on the couches, tired from a long week of work.
He glanced up when he heard Alfred give a small snore and saw Al's eyes closed as he slept, his head leaning against the back of the couch.
Arthur rolled his eyes, hearing Alfred snore again and turned to see Matthew next to him, watching tv.
"May I have one Matt?"
Matthew turned, about to put a maple candy into his mouth and nodded, offering Arthur some from his bag.
"Sure."
"Thank you."
Matthew smiled, “De rien.” He watched as Arthur ate a couple candies and sighed, relaxing on the couch, “I’ll be looking forward to not having to practice for a few days.”
Arthur nodded, looking back down at his book, “It’s nice to have a couple days rest before we move to the city on the tour.”
They looked up when Francis walked into the room, glancing at the two sleeping before he rolled his eyes and sat next to Matthew.
“Bonjour Matthieu.”
“Bonjour Francis.”
Arthur looked up from his book, “Where have you been?”
“I was doing my job. Everything is set up for when we arrive to the next city. I made sure they knew what we wanted in the vestiaire–”
“I don’t speak French frog.”
Matthew smiled, “Vestiaire means dressing room Arthur.”
“Thank you Matthew.”
Francis rolled his eyes, “Oui, our wardrobe is on its way there, and our mansion is being cleaned up and ready for when we arrive.”
Arthur looked back down at his book, sipping his tea, “At least you can do something right frog.”

---

A dark figure moved silently through the darkness, watching as his target walked down the streets of the city.
I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see a lion when you look inside of me?
He followed his target and watched as they stopped, looking down at their phone.
He walked over before covering their mouth and dragged them into the alley, wrapping something around their neck.
“‘Cause I am a lion, and you.are.dead”
He just watched as the body struggled before it stopped moving and dropped it, turning and easily disappeared into the shadows of the night.

---

Al sat on his couch, looking down as his brothers sat around him.
He set the paper down on the table but didn't take his eyes off it, Alfred holding onto his bass guitar.
They all listened as he started to strum on the strings, giving Al time before he started to sing, his voice low and serious.

"No time for goodbye, he said
As he faded away
Don't put your life in someone's hands
They're bound to steal it away
Don't hide your mistakes
'Cause they'll find you, burn you
Then he said"

His brothers sang lowly as he sang the next part of the song.

"If you want to get out alive
Oh oh, run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh oh, run for your life"

Al paused as Alfred continued to strum his guitar before he continued again.

"This is my last time, she said
As she faded away
It's hard to imagine
But one day you'll end up like me
Then she said"

Al continued to sing as his brothers joined in, singing low.

"If you want to get out alive
Oh oh run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh oh run for your life"

Al smirked and leaned over, continued to sing and picked up his guitar, the music getting louder, as his brothers echoing his voice.

"If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive)
Oh oh run for your life (life)
If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive)
Oh oh run for your life~"

He sang louder as he played his lead guitar, adding to the music that sounded through the room.

"If I stay, it won't be long~
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go, I can only hope~
That I make it to the other side"

Al paused as the sound of the Alfred's guitar alone played through the room before he started to play along, mixing the two guitars perfectly.

"If you want to get out alive
Oh oh, run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh oh, run for~"

If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive)
Oh oh, run for your life (life)
If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive)
Oh oh, run for~

If I stay, it won't be long~
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go, I can only hope~
That I make it to the other side
If I stay, it won't be long~
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go, if I go~~"

He stopped singing for only a second before he continued as loud as before.

"Burning on the inside~

Burning on the inside~

Burning on the inside~"

They all smiled as Al sang the last line, the sound of the guitars fading away and he looked at his brothers.
"I think that’s good. No fucking mistakes this time."
His brothers nodded as Matthew held his drumsticks lightly tapping the table to the song, "I figured where drums are needed in the song. I'll add them in when we practice this song at a concert hall."
Al nodded, "We'll give the fans a surprise in the next city."
Arthur nodded, "I think they'll enjoy this song. I know I do."
Alfred smiled, "They'll be so excited!"
Al rolled his eyes at Alfred as he piled the sheet music together before they all turned when Francis walked into the room, holding his own pile of papers.
"Sorry to interrupt the practice mes frères but we have a little gig before we leave tomorrow."
Al took the papers from him, looking them over.
"It's for tonight."

---

A group of men stood in an alley, talking amongst each other, as a dark figure walked through the darkness.
They looked up when the figure stopped in the alley, not far from them.
One of the men frowned, "What does a runt like you want?"
The figure smirked, holding something over his shoulder, "You bastards owe me something."
The men looked at the young adult and sneered, "What could we possible owe to a runt like you?"
"A few days ago you put a hit out on someone's head. I fucking want my reward."
One of the men laughed, "We have no idea what you're talking about boy. We owe nothing to you."
The figure smiled, his blood red eyes seeming to glow in the dim light, "Then I'll get my pay another way~"
Another man, annoyed by the figures attitude walked up to him and grabbed him by the front of the shirt, "We owe you nothing runt."
The other men took a step back, surprised when the figure struck the man with a bat covered in nails in the head and could only watch as he fell to the ground, the figure fixing his brown jacket before taking a step toward the other men, "You're all going to regret crossing me."
Don't put your life in someone's hands
One of the men took a step back as the figure got closer, only to gasp when something grabbed him, pulling him into the shadows.
They're bound to steal it away
The other men turned only to see the body drop, nothing near it.
Don't hide your mistakes
One took a step to the side when he heard a gasp, seeing a figure pulling a bloody dagger out of the other man and watched as the body fell to the ground.
'Cause they'll find you, burn you
The last of the men took a few more steps back, wanting to stay away from the figure, seeing it's smile glowing in the light.
If you want to get out alive
The figure watched as one of the men tried to run away, heading strait down the alley.
Oh oh, run for your life
The last figure flinched when the figure fell the ground, the sound of a gunshot echoed through the alley.
The figure turned back to the last figure, "You shouldn't mess with us."
The man's back hit the wall as he saw four more figures walk up behind the first, all staring down at him.
He watched as the new figures looked at the first, "What should we do with him Al?"
One flipped the knife in his hand, "Should it be a slow death?"
Al shook his head, "No Arthur, even though that would be fun to a watch."
"We could poison the bastard."
"But then he could possibly survive Francis."
"We could hide the body."
One took a step forward, a sniper rifle hanging on his back, but held a handgun toward the man, "No Matthew, I believe a quick death is required tonight."
Al smirked, waving his hand toward him, "Get it over with Alfred. We have to leave early tomorrow."
With a thousand lies, and a good disguise
Hit em right between the eyes, hit em right between the eyes,
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes, see em running.for.their.lives