Missing

The music had paused and Andy was addressing the audience about the brand new album that was coming out next week, when he heard the police sirens above the excited screams of the fans. He hoped it was just a coincidence and the sirens would fade away as the cops drove by the venue, but they kept getting closer. Then he saw the flashing lights pulling into the parking lot through the venue windows.

".....These motherfuckers!" He growled forgetting he was holding the microphone.
He gave a dirty look to the rest of his band members as the fans continued to scream behind him. "Did you guys do this? Did you call them?!" He demanded. His band looked confused as they all denied it. Livid, Andy turned back to the audience intending to cause a riot.
"You guys see those cops out there? They're trying to shut down our fucking show! They want all of you to go HOME because THEY don't like our music!" He growled, thinking his tour manager went behind his back to call for the evacuation and bomb squad.

That's all it took. The eager fans started throwing things at the doors of the venue to block it so the cops couldn't get inside. Andy stood on stage with a wicked grin on his face as he watched the entrance get barricaded. He was almost excited to watch the dozens of police cars that showed up try to get inside. Strangely not one of the officers even stopped in front of the venue doors. They were all stopping their cars, jumping out and running around the corner of the building. A few of them even had their guns drawn.


By now the band members were all standing beside Andy on the stage looking at the sight. Even the fans had stopped throwing things at the door and were giving him questioning looks. "What the fuck are they doing?" Ashley asked. That's when Andy heard Juliet's voice screaming from backstage. "WHERE ARE THEY?!" She sounded hysterical.

Thinking she was talking about the band, Andy was the first one to drop his microphone and head backstage to see what the hell was going on. He walked straight into a crowd of police officers. He spotted Juliet at the end of the hallway leaning against the wall, crying in front of a police officer who was talking to her. There was blood on her clothes and hands.

Panicking, Andy rushed toward her. A cop tried to stop him from going any further down the hall but he pushed the man aside, seeing the state of alarm his wife was in.
Hearing the commotion, Juliet looked up, locking eyes with Andy. She started sobbing harder as she broke away from the female police officer who was trying to console her.
"Where are they Andy?! Where are the kids? Do you have them? Please tell me you have them!" She cried.

Andy had to put out his arms to catch her as she collapsed against him.
"Woah! What happened? What the hell is going on? What do you mean do I have the kids? They're on the bus! What happened to your clothes? Who's blood is this? Are you hurt?!" Andy had a million questions. Juliet pulled away from him, tears streaming down her face.
She was even more hysterical now than she was just a few moments ago.

"YOU DONT HAVE THEM?! OH GOD! THEY'RE DEAD! THEY'RE DEAD SOMEONE KILLED OUR BABIES!" Juliet screamed collapsing on the ground. Andy's heart stopped at those words. He froze in the middle of the hall, not sure if he heard her correctly.
His chest felt tight and he felt like his mind was about to explode.

He wasn't aware that he was holding his breath as he absorbed what his wife had just said.
"We don't know that! We're going to do everything we can to find your kids, Mr. and Mrs. Biersack." A police officer said stepping toward them. "Andy, what's going on -" Ashley Purdy started to say as he walked up behind Andy but he stopped when he saw Juliet sobbing on the floor, covered in blood.

"Holy shit! Are you alright? What happened?" Ashley gasped, dropping his guitar on the ground and bending down by her side. "He's DEAD! Someone slit his fucking throat!" Juliet sobbed.

Who's 'he' ?
Arlo?
His son?!

Andy found himself blindly sprinting down the hallway, knocking into people trying to get to the back door of the venue. His heart felt ready to implode as his adrenaline kicked in.
He had to find his kids! He had to see them to make sure they were ok. Arlo couldn't be dead!
He couldn't!

Andy burst through the back door expecting to see the tourbus covered in crime scene tape.
Instead, all he found were several police officers standing around a bloody dumpster.
The bus was gone. Andy stumbled over to the dumpster, with his heart in his throat, expecting to find his son's little body stuffed inside. The scenario he was trying to prepare himself for, was so vivid that he started choking back tears before he even looked inside.

Please no.
Please, please no.
Please don't let his son's body be in there..
.
The sight of the tour bus driver's sliced open throat made Andy nauseous.
He turned and vomited on the asphalt. He was still vomiting when the rest of his band ran out into the back alley. They all seemed to have the same thought about his kids, as they all came over to look into the garbage can. Jake gagged but was able to recover.

"Who the fuck would steal a tourbus with kids sleeping on it?" Jinxx gasped in disgust.
He knew more than Andy. Andy wasn't even aware, at that point, that the tourbus had been stolen. He hadn't comprehended it. Panicking for the safety of his kids, Andy grabbed Jinxx by the shoulders and forced him against the brick wall by the dumpster.

"YOU TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK YOU KNOW! WHERE THE HELL ARE ARLO AND ANDRA?!" Andy screamed. "Chill out Andy! I don't know anything! Just what I heard the cops saying! I was on stage with YOU remember?!" Jinxx defended himself. "BULLSHIT! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY KIDS?" Andy demanded, temporarily losing his rationality.

The cops had to pull Andy off of his band mate. He was acting just as hysterical as Juliet at this point when he suddenly began to lash out at everyone. The only person who was able to get Andy to calm down, after several minutes of him accusing everyone of stealing his kids, was Juliet. She had been inside giving the police pictures of Arlo and Andra from her cellphone. They were working on issuing an emergency missing child alert.

She was describing the blue t shirt Arlo had been wearing on the bus, when she heard her husband's screams from outside. She ran into the back alley and found Andy being held by police officers while attempting to go after the different members of his own band.
"LIARS! YOU'RE ALL FUCKING LIARS! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THEM?! I KNOW YOU DID SOMETHING! YOU DIDN'T WANT ME TO DO THE FUCKING SHOW RIGHT?! BUT I DID IT ANYWAY AND THIS IS YOUR PAYBACK HUH? YOU WANT TO FUCK WITH MY KIDS?!"

"We would NEVER do something like this!" Ashley insisted in shock that one of his best friends didn't trust him. Juliet ran over and stood on her tip toes, reaching up to grab her husband's face and forcing him to look down at her. He was furious. His skin was flushed, his eyebrows scrunched, and his nose flaring as he took in deep breaths.

"Andy! Andy look at me! Listen, they didn't do this! They have no idea what's going on! But we're going to find the babies ok? We're going to find them! The police are going to help us!" Juliet said with tears in her eyes as she tried to be optimistic. Andy tore away from the police officers, turning back to look at the ones standing around the back alley.

"You're here to help us huh? Then why the FUCK are you all standing around, not doing SHIT when you should be out there looking for a GIANT FUCKING TOUR BUS with the damn words, 'BLACK VEIL BRIDES' printed on the side, that have my FUCKING KIDS on it?!" Andy demanded. The cops informed Andy and Juliet that they were sending out the Amber alert now, and that all the cops and citizens in the province were going to be looking for the bus and the kids.

It wasn't enough for Andy. He couldn't just stand around like those jackasses and do nothing while his kids were missing. Andy wanted more than anything in the world for his kids to be ok. He couldn't fathom either one of them being hurt. They could be god knows where by now being hurt by god knows who! Andy didn't think he would be able to function in life, if someone ever hurt his kids. No, he couldn't sit back and wait. He had to go out there and find his son and daughter. Only he couldn't do it alone.

He needed help. Hundreds of people. An army....
Thankfully, he knew exactly where to find one. Andy turned around and headed back into the venue, his destination set on the stage. He had another riot to start.
This one was personal.

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