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Crossroads

Now If You Wanna Serve Above Or Be A King Below With Us

Saturday came and I could barely contain my excitement. My legs bobbed eagerly as I waited outside Jimmy's house, drumming on the steering wheel to Flash Of The Blade by Iron Maiden. Jimmy bounded outside, in his ever-so-common orange kimono, his blonde hair spiked to the heavens. He punched and kicked at the air like a Ninja, and vaulted over the low brick wall around his front yard, and yanked the car door open.

"WELL HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU?" he shrieked.
"How high are you?" I laughed as he climbed in beside me.
"Just a tad." he grinned.
"Where the fuck's mine?"
"FUCK YOU!" he screamed.

I shoved him and started up the engine, setting off towards Matt's house. Jimmy began air-drumming along to Iron Maiden and I sang enthusiastically as we drove, unable to keep the grin off my face. I was so fucking psyched for today. I'd been playing non-stop since I made that deal, still in disbelief over how natural it all felt now.

"You're sure in a good mood." Jimmy commented, noticing my overly happy state.
"I just got a good feeling about today, man." I said, pulling into Matt's driveway. "I'm certain I'm gonna blow Matt's fuckin' mind, this time."
"A little too cock-sure of yourself, I'd say." Jimmy laughed. "But hey, over-confidence is better than no confidence, just be ready to back it up."
"Oh, I'm fucking ready."

The two of us got out of the car, me retrieving my guitar from the backseat, and Jimmy grabbing the duffel bag that carried his kick pedal and cymbals. I knocked on the garage door, and a moment later, it was drawn upward and Matt's grinning face greeted us. He drew the both of us in for a one-armed hug, fist bumping us as he pulled away.

"Ready to prove yourself?" Matt teased.
"So fucking ready." I smirked, taking a seat and plugging in my guitar lead, tuning up.
"You seem a lot more lively than last week." Zacky noted. "Bring it, today."
"I will." I grinned. "I got this."

We ran through the riffs of Raining Blood a few times between the two of us, and then gave Jimmy the okay to count us all in. My fingers danced across the fret board with total ease, as natural as breathing. Zacky's eyes widened as he watched me play, nodding in approval and giving me a thumbs up in a brief moment he had between strumming. We finished the song, and Matt stared at me blankly, not saying a word.

When he finally spoke, he said; "Well shit, dude..."
"That's the Brian I told you guys about!" Jimmy cried from behind his kit, waving a drumstick in my direction. "I fucking told you he was great!"
"That you did." Zacky chuckled, amused by Jimmy's enthusiasm.
"Alright, if you think you're such a big shot Guitar God, now." Matt teased. "Let's run through one of our songs, there's no lead guitar part yet, so you've got free reign." he explained. "Go ahead and throw in a guitar solo at the end, even, I don't care."
"I'll see what I can do." I smiled.



Jimmy counted us in once more, and I followed along with Zacky until I got the basic melody down. Then I changed it up a little, adding my own spin on it. Zacky gave me a nod of approval, and Jimmy smiled at me from across the room.

"We keep writing, talking and planning, but everything's changing. We all know what to do but no one does it. Now this time has passed and full of regret." Matt screamed.
"Two in my heart have left me a while, I stand alone. When they get back, it won't be the same." I sang along with Zacky.

Matt's eyes were on me as I came up with my next part, and he nodded, seeming impressed with my ability to come up with things on the spot. I had no doubt that after today, his opinion of me would have drastically changed. We continued with the song, my confidence in myself growing with every passing moment.

"As time passes by, regrets for the rest of my life. The ones who I confide were gone in the black of the night." Matt nodded to me once more, signalling my cue to come up with a solo.

With my newfound confidence, my fingers practically flew across the fretboard, my other hand picking away at the strings at the speed of fucking light. I looked up for a brief moment, to see Zacky wide-eyed and eyebrows raised, amazed by my capabilities. I finished my solo, and glanced up at Matt, who stared me down, his arms folded and a thoughtful pout on his face.

"I guess I was wrong about you." he smiled. "I've never seen anyone play like you just did."
"I was just coming up with shit on the spot, really." I said, trying to be modest.
"Dude, are you fucking serious right now?" Zacky exclaimed. "That was fucking amazing!"
"What do you say, then?" Matt said, holding his hand out to me. "Do you wanna be in the band?"
"Do you want me in the band?" I asked.
"Hell yeah, I want you in the band." he chuckled.
"Then I'm in." I grinned, shaking his hand.
A loud knock sounded against the garage door.
"I swear to god, if that's the fucking cops again..." Matt groaned, sauntering over to open it.
"Sorry to interrupt." said a short man with a mohawk. "But I heard you guys from down the street, you sound pretty fuckin sweet."
"Thanks." Matt smiled.
"I'm Johnny." he introduced himself, observing the rest of us all squeezed into the garage. "Do you guys need a Bassist?"
"Actually." Zacky said, pushing his hair out of his eyes. "We do."
"Well, I mean, I can run back to my house and grab my Bass now if that's cool with you?" Johnny asked.
"Why the fuck not?" Matt agreed.
"Awesome, I'll be right back!" Johnny grinned, bounding away.
"Well, how about that?" Matt said, turning back to the rest of us. "Two new members in one day."

***

We'd played through a few more covers with Johnny on Bass, and then spent the rest of the afternoon jamming out the stuff the others had been working on prior to us joining the band. Jimmy and I were now sitting in a local diner, chowing down on a couple of greasy-ass hamburgers we'd bought for our post-band practice dinner.



"Dude." Jimmy said, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his kimono as he finished eating. "That was fucking amazing today, it's insane how much progress you've made in just one week."
"Practice makes perfect, I guess." I smirked, taking a sip from the tall glass of Coke I'd ordered.
"And that fucking solo!!" he cried. "That was just..." he made an explosion sound, emphasizing it with his hands. "Mind-blowing."
"Thanks, man." I smiled.

We heard the bell jingle as the door to the diner opened, and Jimmy nudged my shoulder, pointing behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see Matt had entered, his arm slung around a pretty blonde, whom I knew as Valary. The both of them were accompanied by another girl, brunette and identical to Valary.

"Hey!" Jimmy called out, waving in their direction.
"Jimmy, don't fucking invite her over here!" I hissed.
"Gotta man up and talk to her sometime, lover-boy." he smirked as they approached.
"Fuck you." I spat, shooting him a death stare.
"Hey guys." Matt smiled, hugging Valary closer into his side. "Brian, you know Val, right?"
"Yeah, we had Art together." she answered.
"Brian earned himself the title of Lead Guitarist of our band today." he informed her.
"Oh really?" Valary said, raising an eyebrow. "Congratulations, it's hard to win over this buffoon."
"Alright, alright." Matt chuckled, pulling her closer and kissing her forehead. "I know I can be a hardass sometimes, but you know I have big plans for this band."
"Have you met my Sister?" she asked me.
"Uh, no?" I said nervously, shifting in my seat.
"I'm Michelle." the brunette smiled.
"Brian." I forced a smile in return, despite my stomach doing flip-flops at the sight of her.
She sat down beside me, playing with a strand of hair that had come loose from her half-ponytail. "Pretty cool that Matt let you in the band, he doesn't just choose anyone." she said. "You must be something special."
My heart stopped; that was one hell of a compliment, especially from her. "I just got lucky, I guess." I shrugged.
She rubbed my shoulder. "Well, congrats."

My breath caught in my throat in reaction to her touching me, and I shot Jimmy a death glare as he smirked at me from across the table...

***

"I hate you so much." I scowled, staring at the road ahead as I drove Jimmy home from the diner.
"Oh shut the fuck up, you were never gonna grow some balls of your own." he said. "And at least now, she knows your name."
I sighed. "I guess so... and you are right." I confirmed. "I probably wouldn't have spoken to her otherwise."
"Beats me why." he laughed. "Like, I know she's a girl and all, but she's just a person."
"She's not a girl." I groaned. "She's the girl."
"Dude, you've got it bad." he teased.
"Shut the fuck up." I snorted. "Who are you to judge, running around in that fucking Kimono all day?"
"I can't be Rathead without the Kimono." he chuckled.
"You know, being in a new band, you're gonna need a new name."
"What's wrong with Rathead?"
"Rathead was the crazy frontman of Pinkly Smooth." I said. "This is different."
"Then I wanna known as The Reverend Tholomew Plague." he stated.
"That's fucking ridiculous." I laughed. "And way too long."
"The Rev, then." he said. "For short."
"That works."
"What about you?" he asked. "And don't choose some pansy-ass name, either."
I slammed my foot down on the gas, tearing through the park. "I AM SYNYSTER GATES!" I screamed, spinning the car, making doughnuts in the ashphalt. "AND I AM AWESOME!"

Notes

And thus, Avenged Sevenfold was born!!
And aww, Brian is so smitten with Michelle

Sorry it took me just over a week to update this, I was waaay overdue to update my other fic; Broken Arrow, so that took priority over this. But considering I updated this like, three days in a row or someshit when I started, I think ya'll can cut me some slack, eh?? I'll try not to keep you waiting too long again, though!

Until next time! xx



Comments

@shortygirl
I'm going to my 2nd one in June, gonna meet Misha, Richard Speight and Matt Cohen
And maybe get my Hunter's Journal signed by Jim Beaver ^_^

I wanted to do the photo op so bad but I was paying for two people at the convention. The conventions are so much fun.

its about time Brian gets in the hunters dress code. Plaid and flannel all the way.

shortygirl shortygirl
2/9/18

@M Shadows;
If you ever have a chance to go to a Supernatural convention, I highly encourage it! They're absolutely wonderful, I was almost in tears of happiness the entire time.
And I'm so glad you enjoy this story so much. ^_^

It sounds like you had a lot of fun! Man I want to go to a supernatural con! Ugh!!! Plus I lov d this chapter and can’t wait to read more! The picture of Brian is a really good one and since reading this I could picture him in the show! I’m so glad I found this story!

M Shadows; M Shadows;
1/18/18

@dropsofpain1
AHH! Thank you so much for commenting!!