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Liam ran back on stage as the lights blared. The roar of the crowed was immense as Liam and the rest of the band hit the stage. Liam Looked out over the audience, seeing their screaming faces, the mosh pit had been resurrected for the onchor and the fans nearest the stage were being crushed. Guitar in his left hand, fingers already holding down the frets for the first chord, he raised his right hand high above his head, the audience feel silent. He looked over at the band, Nat on bass, Vince on the drums, and Jag holding the mike ready to start singing.

Liam's hand dropped, smashing out the first note, all around him hell broke loose, the crowd started jumping, moshing and generally hurting each over. The rest of the band followed suite, each a master of the instrument, manipulating it.

At once the song was over, the band left the stage and the crowed petered out in two's and four's. Liz waited for a bit, rushing to the stage trying to see if she could find something to keep, a memory of the night. Luckily most people had left, she reached the metal railings and leaned over, one of the security team came up to her, to ask her to leave. 'Could you pass me one of those pieces of paper please? The one with the songs on it.'

' You mean the set listing?'

'Yes please.'

He reached up on stage and tore the paper of the wood, passing it to Liz, it was form were the guitarist was standing, It was Liam's!

Liz clutched the paper to her chest, as she left the hall and walked through the crowed, and down an alley, if she hurried she mite see the band leave. A figure stood at the end of the alley, siloeted against the city lights, long hair covering it's face. Unfazed but slightly cautious Liz kept going, trying to reach he end of the alley so she could get to the stage door. The figure started moving, walking, breaking into a run, Liz stopped dead in her tracks. He was closer now, hair blowing out of his face. Is it him, she thaught as the figure swung out with his guitar, smashing liz's head open and knocking her flat against the wall.

Liam Picked her up, head lolling to one side, half unconscious, snapping her head back he bit down, feasting on her fresh, warm, oozing, divine blood.

Liam dropped the body to the ground, licking his lips he smiled, looking up at the hazy moon.