Written In Blood

Ashley's POV

This year we're playing Warped Tour to help promote our newest album, Black Veil Brides.
It's the first date and guess where we are.
Arizona.
Fuckin' perfect
Looks like a shirt is out of the question today.
Not like I was planning on wearing one anyways.
I don't think I even packed any shirts.
Let's check.
Shoes, vests, skinny jeans, boxer-briefs, socks.
Ah-ha. Two shirts.
I packed two entire shirts.... wait, I can't say that.
I shredded them up to hell so they showed as much skin as possible.
Still, there are still two shirts, I'm pretty proud of myself.
The bus-even though it's rather large- feels cramped and it's compelling me to get out.
Great, now the soles are going to melt off of my new boots.
I really liked these too.
Why the hell didn't I pack older shoes that I couldn't give two fucks about if the soles got melted off.
Oh well, it's too late now.
And I can imagine what you're thinking.
"Oh it can't possibly be that hot to melt the soles off your shoes"
Trust me, it's possible, and if you still don't believe me go to Andy for verification.
It's happened to him once or twice.
I walked off of the bus and started scoping out the other buses.
Why didn't I bother to learn who else was going to be playing?
Oh yea, too busy trying to get laid.
Seeing as I'm going to be partying with these people, I might as well learn now.
Plus, I might screw some of their fans.... Maybe eating those same fans too.
Or at least the ones that are so full of themselves that their head could burst open from too much ego.
That would actually be funny to see though.
Hey, if they have a loaded God complex just cock it and pull it.
Yes, I did say what you think I said.
I quoted a Fall Out Boy song, and said that I'm going to be eating people.
And no, don't try to rationalize that by thinking that I meant eat them sexually.
That's not what's going to happen. I mean actually eat them.
Like rip the flesh from their bones and have their heart for dessert.
Actually, I take that back, I'll probably eat them sexually then actually eat them.
I'll still eat their heart for dessert though.
The heart is honestly the best.
It's so sweet, kinda muscley but sweet none the less.
Unless the person has a very bitter personality.
That just fucks everything up, and pretty much ruins the rest of my night.
No matter how good they were in bed.
You may be asking the same question my victims have asked me.
"What are you?"
That's easy, I'm a werewolf.
I know what you're thinking
"But Jacob didn't eat people in Twilight!"
That is because he is NOT a real werewolf.
The entire Twilight series is a disgrace to the supernatural world.
So much so that it takes all the effort I have to not go and kill the author.
I won't eat her though.
Out of fear of getting some strange stomach virus or food poisoning. Anyways, back to what I was doing.
Scoping out tour buses.
I see Asking Alexandria's bus first.
They're some cool dudes, really know how to party.
It sucks that Danny decided to leave them to focus on his new band, We Are Harlot.
They're still pretty fun without him though.
Next came Of Mice & Men's bus.
Austin Carlile is a pretty cool dude.
I don't really know any of the others too well, except for maybe Alan.
From what I've heard the others are just as cool as them.
After that came Escape The Fate's bus.
That Craig Mabbit is amazing.
He's such a great guy, plus he's also a werewolf so we get each other.
No, you can't ship us.
Then came Set It Off's bus.
We were just on tour with them.
They're all human, but they totally understood us and who we were so things were great.
Those guys don't have one harsh bone in their bodies.
Well, actually they may have one or two.
But they hardly ever show that harshness, so it's like it's not even there.
Now I've come to the bus of some band called Till The End.
Till The End.... Who are they?
I've never heard of them before.
Maybe I should go check them out, introduce myself.
If they're going to be around on this tour I might as well know If they're worth trying to befriend.
Just as I'm about to knock on the bus I hear something.
It's singing.
Specifically, it's a girl singing.
Who is she?

Miss Mysterious, who are you?
Was the girl behind those eyes
just a stranger in disguise?
Miss Mysterious, who could you be?

I know that song.
It's a Set It Off song.
Maybe one of their fans got back here and is wandering around.
I walk towards where I hear the singing, and see a girl listening to her ipod.

The saying goes
If you love someone let them go
Miss Mysterious, may I ask?

Just then she turns around and sees me, and pulls out one earbud.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry, I was singing out loud again and not just mouthing the words. Wasn't I?" She said quickly.
"Yeah, but I don't think anyone heard other than me. Plus, I didn't mind at all. You have a pretty voice, have you been singing long." I asked.
"Yeah, I've been singing for forever. Oh my god, I just realised who you were. You're Ashley Purdy, the bassist for Black Veil Brides. I'm a huge fan" she said while slightly facepalming.
"Of my band."
"Well yes, but also a huge fan of you. Along with Ma Green and Pete Wentz you're the reason why I started playing bass as well as singing." She stated.
"Oh, is that so?" I say with a smirk.
"Yea. It is," she smiled "well I gotta go, maybe I'll go see your show if I have time."
She started to walk away from me, and of course me being me, I couldn't help but stare at her ass. It was nice. Not huge, but not small either.
Just how I like 'em
Oh, wait.... I never got her name.
"Hey! You never told me your name!" I called out to her.
"Just call me Miss Mysterious for now" she shouted back with a wink before walking towards the stages.


"Who are you, Miss Mysterious?"

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