Deluxe POV:
I take off down the street as the gang that I just stole from rushes out the door. I quickly turn down onto the main street and swing myself up a street sign. With my body wrapped around the pull I push off onto a tree that is nearby and jump on taxi that is waiting for a passenger. The driver sticks his head out in annoyance and I shout a quick apology as I run right through moving traffic. As I dodge cars, I take a risk and look back. The gang leader is glaring daggers at me and I quickly reach the sidewalk on the other side. I climb up yet another pole and pull myself up onto a roof. I roll onto the roof and quickly spring to my feet. The gang has crossed the sidewalk and is running toward me now.
I run across the rooftop and search the surrounding area for a place of sanctuary. There! I see a stage that has a crowd of people in the audience all screaming wildly. I make my way toward the stage with the gang out of sight. For a moment I stop to rest and lean against a wall with my breath coming in pants. I hear a crash off to the side of the roof and see the gangsters clambering onto the roof top. I take off again, sprinting toward the stage.
But as I jump a hand grabs my ankle and we both fly through the air and I land on top of the curtain covering the top of the stage. I fall through the fabric as it tears leaving the gangster that caught my ankle gripping a metal beam. I land on the ground in a heap. Luckily, I land on a person and push myself off without looking to see who it is until I hear a familiar voice.
"What?!" Jinxx yells out. I turn my head and double take. My older brother stands there in the flesh and bone. He has changed so much since I last saw him. In the time I took to stare at Jinxx the gangster has finally lowered himself onto the stage safely. Seeing me standing there, the gangster reaches toward me and I jump out of the way. Stealing one last glance at Jinxx, I leap off the stage into the crowd. Pushing and shoving people out of the way, I barrel through the crowd until I know I am safe and blend into the crowd with my dark clothing and choppy hair.
Jinxx POV:
Everything's was going great, Andy's singing, CC's banging the drums...Until a certain person falls on me from above the stage. She crashes down on top of me with a slight "Oof". She pushes off me in a hurry to get off the stage when I yell,
"What?!" She turns around and stares at me. Th moment I catch sight off her face I freeze. There standing in front of me is a girl that looks like an older version of my little sister. She looks so similar I begin to believe she is my sister. Her body is thin and her face is sharp and angular. Her hair is choppy and black naturally. Cuts and gashes, fresh and old litter her body form just paper cut size to large gashes running down her back. Then I hear a much rougher yell from behind me and turn around to look. A gangster about two times the size of her reaches for the girl in anger. She dances off in the other direction, and leaps off the stage. I continue watching her and our eyes lock for a moment when she looks back at me before she reaches the crowd.
We finish the show like nothing happened in those few minutes and walk off the stage.
"Band meeting!" Andy calls and we all walk to the tour bus.

"What was that about?" Ashley says. I advert my eyes and think about what I should stay. I decide on staying silent until the time is right and I suggest we go to the a club nearby instead of pondering something we can't figure out. They all agree wholeheartedly and we head down the street.
Deluxe POV:
For a while I just mingled with the rest of the fans in the venue, but just as I began to feel safe again, the gang found me.
I am just wandering aimlessly when a hand grabs my arm and shoves me into a tree. As I stumble another person grabs my shoulders and forces me to look up at the gang leader.
"You know you shouldn't steal from people," the gang leader says maliciously patting my head. I spit in his face. His face contorts in anger and he pulls back his arm to slap me. My head is whipped to the side with the force of the blow and I hang my head down. As the gang leader turns away, I whip my head back and hear the satisfying crunch as my head makes contact with the person behind me. On instinct, the man pulls his hands away to clutch at his face. I shoot up and kick him in the chest. The gang leader, upon hearing the cry of pain his comrade made, turns back around and I punch him in the jaw. He bends forward and I swing my leg at him. He falls to the ground crying out, but I have lost my advantage of surprise. Now I am outnumbered 5 to 1 and I am smaller in size as well as weaker from lack of nourishment. The leader pulls himself up and prepares to fight back. For a while it is a game of cat and mouse with each side constantly switching. But I am losing as my weaknesses catch up. I have asthma and it begins to take its toll on me in the worst of times. I gasp and cough as the pavement is splattered with blood. A gangster swings at me and I try to duck but his hand still hits the side of my head in a glancing blow. Though the worst of the impact was avoided, it still hurts.
The gangsters force me back further and further, continuously hitting me. I avoid most. But then the knives are pulled out. The gleam of a blade catches my eye and before I can retaliate, a large gash is drawn down my arm. I cry out and stab at the others with my own knife. But my knife is not as powerful, it is made out of scraps and is short. The final blow comes and I am thrown against the side of a tour bus. I crash down onto the pavement and groan softly. The gangsters high five each other and walk away. My eyes begin to flicker close and I fall into unconsciousness.

Jinxx POV:

As we head back from the club I am the most sober and the others joke around. I smile to myself and laugh at one of CC's jokes. As we reach the tour bus, I faintly see a humane figure on the pavement but pass it off as simply a shadow. We all file inside the tour bus and stumble toward the couches. CC collapses on the first couch while Ashley sits on top of him, and Andy sprawls upon the next couch with Jake simply falling on the floor. I stumble over to my bunk and fall down without changing. Deluxe flits through my mind one more time before the alcohol takes its toll and I fall asleep.

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