05/17/2026  Summer Secrets Part Three; I lived like a Queen during my time, seeing the world and all it had to offer. While we didnt have much time to enjoy it the most, living out of a suitcase and on a Airplane most of the time. I still had the best food and best sights and anything all luxury I could want. I hardly ever saw a check or a debit card or anything. As if his entire life was paid for. Which suppose it was. His relationships and that especially with his Manager was the most eye opening. Suppose the price to pay for fame truly is a real thing. I could see he was always torn.  For on one hand, he wanted nothing more to be free of his contract be free of Maleficent. But ultimately the crowds and the festivals, and his music. Sharing it with the world kept him going. In the end he continued to make the biggest sacrifices.  Esmeralda Cortez, Senior Reporter for Le Monde  /// -Esmeralda awoke in her private bedroom of the far back of the plane. It took a moment to realize the plane had landed. But was seemingly surprisingly as she looked at her phone the time was no where near to Japan time so they were clearly somewhere else. "shit I should see whats going on..." -Just then the door of her room opened and there stood Charming in jeans and nothing else seemingly brushing his teeth as Esmeralda screamed out covering herself up quickly with a blanket;  "Char! what...what are you doing..." -Char walked into her bathroom and rinsed his mouth easily before popping back out; "get dressed ...we are heading out for the night" -Esmeralda looked slightly confused and well still very flustered as she messed with her hair some and gave a sudden yawn before trying to act all natural that Char was in her room while they were both half naked; "and...ummm..where..exactly are we?" -Char sat down near edge of her bed; "Moscow actually, we are gonna check out a underground show of sorts" -Es blinked; "we...we are in Russia...isnt that dangerous ...how did you even...this country is at war you know...you know I have stopped questioning at this point honestly"  -Char slapped the bed and got up; "trust me this important or I wouldnt have brought us here" -That last word left her all the more curious, as Char left she took a deep breath as her heart had been racing the whole time shaking her thoughts; "professional Es...pro...fess..ional" - -Char waited by the exit door of the plane as Esmeralda slowly stepped out. Char was decked out all black, jeans, shoes, shirt with a nice fitting black leather jacket over top. As he heard heels clicking from the far side of the plane Es came into view and Char's eyes even widen a little;  She had a form fitting, black one shoulder top that was sleek and had a glossy finish that hugged her torso closely, a short, dramatic dark red floral skirt made of layered ruffled fabric shaped like roses and large flower petals. It was quite short and voluminous showcasing her long legs that finished with red strappy high heeled sandals.  "Where...did you get that" -Char asked stunned as Es smiled; "In Dubai...all those wild wealthy oil men would have bought me anything I wanted" -Char just gave a laugh shaking his head; "You clearly adjusted to this lifestyle well then" -As the two of them headed out and were easily escorted to a car, the beautiful and very large scale sights of Moscow were a bit of a blur to take in. For in seconds they were lost in the shuffle of the monstrous city yet the wild towers of the Kremlin could still be seen along the horizon. Once they reached deeper into the city, the lights were a bit more less and dim as the nightfall settled in. Heading into a parking garage, the doors opened as Char opened the door for Es and he seemed to already know where they were headed.  "I get the sense you been here before Charming" -He nodded; "I actually played this spot in my younger years, just stick close with me this isnt exactly EDC we are going to. -Es followed as they walked into a tiny elevator off the parking garage and down far they went. Below the surface into the underground. Coming out into a long hallway of sorts that looked worn down and crumbling. Char stepped closer to a large set or iron doors and gave a knock. The door opened and massive man was holding station at the door. He simply gave a nod and let them both in. As they were what appeared to be in some kind of butcher shop?"  -There was meats hung up everywhere and various people working with aprons covered in blood; "You played here?" -Es questioned alarmed as Char turned; "just a front, this club is owned by the Russian mob hence why I say stick close. Char walked all past that and even reached out to take Es's hand as they finally after all that strange passing through. The continuous rumbling of a bass line could be heard just slightly beyond the next area. Char pointed to a hidden sort of stairwell and up they went; "You know when you said we would be going out...I expected something a little more...out...are you scoping out your competition?" -Esmeralda said in a slight huff as Char reached a door and turned to look back with a laugh; "you wanted a full look into this life...did you not?"...allow me to show you something"  Currently Playing Nifra - Youphoria Char opened the door to blaring powerful set of trance bass lines that flooded your mind on command. The place was rocking with a jam packed crowd in this tiny warehouse of sorts. Yet the place was going off like it was a large scale festival. Hard to make out anything below, they were above on a balcony of sorts over looking the crowds. A few strobes and some lasers going off every so often made it difficult to make out who was on command of the decks yet Charming watched intently at the stage with seeming purpose; "who is playing?"  -Es screamed over the loud music as Char pointed his head toward another door the opposite end of the balcony. "we can talk in there!" -he exclaimed and once inside there was a glass window yet the place was much more sound proof. It was an old office of sorts as Chair leaned his his hand along the large window gazing down; "She goes by DJ Draconia..." -Es walked closer to the window; "A woman?...of course...why am I not surprised...but what does she have to do with you?" -Char shook his head; "not me...her real name is Alanah Pierce.." -Es looked to Char then back down, finally after the track eased off the stage lit up to a woman in dark raven hair with eastern European features, striking doll like features, an an hour glass like figure to match.  -Es shook her head; "You said Pierce? you dont mean?" -Char extended his hand out; "Maleficent's daughter" -Es had a million questions running through her head all at once; "...how...I mean...does she know..." -Char shrugged; "to be honest Im not sure...I never met her.." -Es blinked; "then how do you know she is her daughter" -Char looked back to es; " I had someone to some research for me...it all checked out ..." -Esmeralda stared more intently and before long just like all Fables, Alanah began to show that same golden hue glow as she played. The sounds and the way she moved, it all felt like Charming. "your not her father are you?" -Char laughed; "no...I assure you I am not...shes the future...of our kind..." -Esmeralda sighed; "I understand now...this is about the Heart family is it not?" -Char nodded; "The more of our kind is out there, the more subjects for the Heart family to destroy...I cant let that happen....we have to do what we have to do...just like you...back in Notre Dame" -Char had finally revealed that very much knew of the story of Esmeralda and the monster of the Notre Dame cathedral;  -However when authorities arrived, there was no trace of the beast, Esmeralda lost her career writing about it and was nearly thrown in jail over it. Reduced back to just a paper pusher for the company again. Except Charming of course, was a way to bring her career back. "When the war comes...I want you with me...to document all of it..." -Char spoke strongly, a war between fables? Could it really be something of reality. "of course...." -Char listened intently as Draconia played the hard trance tunes into the night not a care in the wind. He took a minute to himself and then looked to Es; "well enough of that then, we need to be in Tokyo in about 8 hours?"  -Char headed for the door as Es exclaimed; "WHAT...I THOUGHT YOU SAID WE HAD THE NIGHT FREE" -Char laughed; "Tokyo night yes...but we are still on a time limit...just stayed dressed in that, we be there before you know it!"  /// ULTRA MUSIC FESTIVAL JAPAN /// -Chars goliath sized tour continued in the land of the rising sun. Japan was a hotbed for dance music and electronica. So getting a rare visit from the Prince of Sound himself was a massive deal as he was set to finish out Japans' own Ultra Music Festival as the ending act as usual. Esmeralda was escorted in her same amazing dress catching the eyes of influencers and big wig types alike. She was given her own private bungalow just in perfect view of the main stage. Dead center of the other main ones all having wild parties and dancing away. She sat alone in her own massive little section which old her would have felt embarrassed but she simply had her laptop out writing her stories on Charming and the events that transpired tonight. As she was brought wonderful dinner and some drinks to enjoy it to. By now she had learned so much about this man, she had learned about what she was. Fables, beings of pure magic plucked from the very pages of the stories they resided in. Brought to life in flesh form. They carry all unique walks of life. And no fable are one two alike. Yet one thing is constant about Fables. They all can transcend at certain task or occupation once focused enough. A DJ can become a mega star, a fire fighter can become a hero, and a killer can become a serial killer of FBIs most wanted. There is no in between. Fables are hyper capable beings, the magic in them allows them to excel at such high levels. And according to Charming himself, the magic allows for much more.  -Esmeralda gazed across the massive festival at the main stage now darkened as the few minutes left till midnight hit. The familiar clock tower silhouette showed across. Why midnight? Something Esmeralda asked him several times but Charming seemingly would never say. All he would do was look at her and smile. "Im just waiting on something that will never come.."  -As the clock struck midnight the stage lit up in vibrant colors of pinks and baby blues. The stage itself seemingly transformed before everyone's eyes as huge set pieces of moved into frame and created this awe inspiring backdrop. There was several LED style cherry blossom trees along with a small stream that flowed across as the water was like a laser light show that splashed across the crowd. A small bridge over the stream that then lead to the DJ booth as in the far backdrop of the set a figure moved into view. Charming walked across the stage in a full large mens kimono that was all black with cherry blossoms across the entire thing as it glowed under the LED light trees. The crowd was in a shock an awe as Charming had his headphones in his hand.  Currently playing S-Factor ft. Seraina- Play (melody) -The first track was auto qued as it rolled in, with this angelic melody that suspended you in the air almost just enchanting you in seconds to its charm and easy listening. Backed by vocals so perfect and lullaby like you couldnt help but close your eyes and drift off into this electronic paradise.  Sit on my doorstep...Everday I listen to the olds woods pray...They Pray for love every single ..day I sit in the meadow everyday Listen to the open fields pray They pray for someone to come out and play...just play....okay.... just play -The melody broke down into a chime like bridge that kept its high energy and pleasant tunes. As Charming took the decks finally he raised his hand knowing what the crowd was ready for. In one easy transition the lullaby like track eased into a big room track with more distorted synths leading to the rising break and into a powerful hardstyle series of kick bass lines that sent the whole city into a shock as pandemonium followed as everyone jumped to the incredible intro. Another successful start to another amazing show as Char as on fire like non other giving the Japanese crowd all the signature hits.  Currently Playing Between the Rays (Orjan Nilsen's DJ governor mix) -Esmeralda even had to get up for a moment, she walked to the far railing to catch a better view as the sounds of the track flowed through her body. Char bringing the pace down some into a much more progressive nature sound backed by electronic sounds that echoed over there self creating this trance like melody that faded off. Leaving a lone rumbling chord in the distance. Everyone had their hands high in the air as so did Esmeralda. For the first time she felt like she had purpose again. She would follow Charming to the end and tell his story and the story of all Fables. The lone chord repeated over a harmony that kept getting louder and louder which each pass till finally into a hesitated drop it released a climax of a powerful track that griped your entire body begging for more.  -Esmeralda took her seat finally working up a little sweat from all the dancing. She sipped her drink enjoying moving her head to Chars amazing set. "he truly is something to behold is he not?" -A calm, yet sharp and meticulous female voice called beside her. As she turned her head to see a woman standing over her. Slim figure with dark straightened hair. She had a pretty face yet her expression and her eyes felt so cold and dead to the gaze. She was wrapped in a short black dress, dark stockings and black heels. She rested her hand along Esmeralda shoulder as her nails were long and painted blood red. With a ring along her finger that looked of pure gold with a ruby shaped like a heart.  "who are you?" -Esmeralda said only to see the heart shaped ring and dart her eyes up higher. "The Red Queen..."  To be Continued in 5 Centimeters per second 12: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

05/09/2026  Beautiful Infinite -Through out all of time and space, perhaps the most unique language of all creations. Spoken fluently among any and everyone. Was the language of music. From mere mortals, to beings of cosmic creations. Music was received by all and to all they had their special tunes they appreciated. And among the stars, tales of legends and heroes. Perhaps it goes hand in hand? But perhaps there was such a tale of being still in present day.  About a man who could make even the most hard boiled of types move and groove and get lost in music beyond your wildest dreams. Sounds so angelic and beautiful that they could reach into your soul and pull feeling and emotions you often thought were lost or incapable of. An enigma of a type. The life of a mega star, his name so known across the globe yet so little truly known about him. Char Aznable; was the meteoric, tidal wave sensation that swept the world in a blaze of electronic dance music beauty.  DJ Charming, was an international star, from city to city, across the world he sounds reached the ears of all. He played on the grandest stages of massive music festivals. To even the private parties of the super natural Empresses and Emperors of other worlds and realms. If you were a whos who of any creation, God or not and wanted to create a party. Typically his name was at the top of such a list. Always so many wanted to get close. Only seldom so few had. Women threw their selves at his feet and men envied such ways his could captivate and inspire.  What made him so magical? A story long for another time.  Tonight was a night to focus, back to work. Back to the grind. As he watched through the small window of his private jet across the night skies down below into massive city lights far out into the fields of the sea of humanity and various stages lit in lights and lasers. Another big festival to play. Just in time, as they counted down to the closing act of course. Charming closing another amazing dance festival.  He pondered what songs he would play, coming off the heels of his newest Tour to celebrate his new single "Beautiful Infinite"  Perhaps he would indulge in a party or two, women, drinks, it sounded nice but his heart just wasnt into it. What he craved was far more darker. He was tired of having all he wanted, tired of seeing so many bow to his own needs. Char craved submission. He wanted a "mommy", just the thought of it made him bite his lip in sheer arousal. He shook his head of thoughts. He couldnt, hard to trust such to find one. If even the slightest of such scandal came out. He would be finished. Such a thing required so much trust. Trust was hard to find these days.  He put his fantasy away, as the jet landed. And off he went.  Char was exactly what you expect a tall dark and handsome to be. He was first, very tall, standing six foot six. The man was a giant, with a powerful frame to match. He wasnt bulk built, slender, and toned and super athletic build. Needed to maintain such a strict schedule he had of touring and performing hours at a time jumping up and down dancing and singing to the crowds. Built for heavy cardio. He had the most handsome "Prince" like facial features. Every inch of him was flawless even down to his complexion. He looked like a walking day dream, a fantasy. Like something you imagine out of a story book  He was quickly taken to the main stage, no time to waste as he was greeted by some staffers and owners of the festival. Taking a few pictures here and there. Signed a few items as the lead in DJ finished up. But the time was nigh, as the clock sat at exactly 11:55 pm, the familiar and now iconic entrance of his began to hold them  The monstrous crowd of over eighty thousand people strong all watched in darkness of quiet anticipation as a huge image of a grandfather clock struck back and forth echoing through the loud speakers. Backed under the calming and soothing blue light strobes that eased their way in slowly. Till finally the clock hit midnight and the loud chime followed loudly. The blue lights ceased once more and darkness swept across the monster main stage. As fading sound of rain fall soon echoed through and like magic, or maybe just perfect timing. Real rain began to fall next.  There was this lone chord calling the darkness, lead in by angelic vocals that grabbed you right where you stood.  "We rise, no gravity Every dream in Symetrry Hands up, we touch the light Fear dissovles in white We break the walls tonight Nothing can hold us tight Endless and alive We glow from inside Like a star in the sky You're shining so bright We can do anything When we move into the light" -Each word so clear and beautiful, as the rising sensation of something big underlaid each word. You could feel this tingling sensation. As the laser lights returned over head building the illusion of a starry sky gaze over head. It felt like being a distance far away land. How could lights and lasers create such things?  "we are endlessly wild" "Beautiful Infinite" -The words echoed outward, leading into a powerful electric sound that kept getting faster and faster. Uplifting trance like melodies that reached deep into your body making you want to move. Till finally it exploded as the sky above lit ablaze in glorious fire works, and the stage came to life. Basslines rumbling into your soul. The world again stood still as the Prince of Sound took his crown.  ULTRA MUSIC SOUTH AFRICA:  DJ CHARMING  -He stood with the light shined on him as he took the mic for a moment addressing the massive crowd; "EDC HOW WE FEELING RIGHT NOW" -His voice deep and rugged, and a little hard to understand in his excitement due to his heavy and sexy French accent. The song was another smash hit breaking back into an amazing chorus. DJ Charming's night was just beginning as he was firing up the decks syncing and hot qued his next tracks. He looked like a king atop that stage. Some even went as far as to call him a god.  What the fuck was DJ Charming?  And how could he grip everyone so tightly in his songs    11: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

10/02/2025  Summer Secrets Part Two- Sins of the DJ (Dubai) SUMMER SECRETS TWO Sin of the DJ DUBAI From that night on, he took me into his world. Deeper than any eyes had ever seen before. And while many would find the life of the world most famous DJ to be perhaps a dream life style. It was easy to see that it was not as all glamorous as it was cracked up to be. He wanted me to ask the hardest questions. About everything, his most personal thoughts and moments. To be honest, I was afraid at first. But the more I listened. His heart spoke as loudly as his own music.     Esmeralda Cortez, Senior Reporter for Le Monde.  -Some thirty-five thousand feet high in the sky, aboard a private plane. Esmeralda sat with her laptop open and already sweating. Not because of the heat or anything like that but here she was feeling way in over head with this. Interviewing Char Aznable. This was something for more of a massive magazine outlet or some big time talk show. Yet, he picked just some local reporter. She didn't understand any of it. And sure, while she admitted. She enjoyed the money being offered, free dinner and board all over the most exotic places in the world. She felt she was living like a Queen. And to be around him. It was often hard not to want to let her eyes lay over him. "Im ready when ever you are Miss. Cortez" -His voice pierced through her head as she snapped back to reality.  He was sitting across from her, having just finished dinner as the attendant was taking his tray. Char had his own several laptops set up in a little corner of the plane. Headphones placed along a chair and various instruments like a guitar and a keyboard set up as well. It was kind of a make shift studio for him during travels. His playful eyes could see the nervousness in her. So he quickly signaled to the attendant and within moments she returned with a cart of a fresh bottle of wine and glasses. "perhaps this may ease your thoughts" -She laughed before nodding and taking the glass; "to be honest Mr.Aznable....I suppose my first question is simple really....why do you want to do this now?"  -Char watched as the their glasses were poured and a sudden feeling of quietness fell over the plane as he took the glass and Esmeralda took her own. The red wine went down perfectly, a vintage era straight from France. He sipped his own glass himself and exhaled; "to be honest, I think its important to tell my story eventually...I thought now would be that time" -She nodded; "but you are at the peak of career, a very young career, alot of the aura about you was the mysterious part of you. Dont you think that might ...if I may...murk your image you created?" -Char laughed sitting back; "most of me...well DJ Charming was created by a woman drunk for power and then some...for years I was more or less presented the way I was because... It was her choice" -Es's eyes opened widen for she instantly knew who he was referring too; "Mal Pierce...your manager...shes been missing for some time...are you saying the two of you never saw eye to eye"  -Char sipped his wine once more as he spoke; "When I was signed to fantasy records...the wool was pulled over my eyes...I was promised the world, and sure, I was given it, money, fame, fortune, but, the price I paid for it. It wasn't just hard work and determination, she...she made sure I understood my place, the price I had to pay" -Esmeralda couldn't believe her ears, within seconds she was already getting such bombshells; "Mr.Aznable...if you are suggesting...such things. Im not so sure I can write these things, you are making strong accusations..." -Char placed his glass down; "you want the truth do you not? I told you what I would tell you may not be easy to hear.."  -Esmeralda finished her own glass then took the whole bottle pouring more; "Why dont we start, somewhere more easier...you been listed time and time again as Forbes number one most eligible bachelor. Your love life is as private as the rest of your life. Is there someone special in your life? do you have a family?..." -He seemed like he was about to say something perhaps in a rather aggressive manner to the earlier topic but he eased back down shaking his head; "I have loved...many of people...from many unique parts of the world..." -She leaned in closer seemingly much interested in this; "You saying you have many lovers?" -He looked back to her; "Yes..a many of people I wouldn't want to let down..." -She found this eye raising though perhaps not entirely surprised; "is it for just pleasure...or is it much deeper" -he rolled his eyes; "pleasure...I used to think it that way..to simply indulge it as that...diving head first in that life style..and to some thats what they want, hiding from the reality and pain of everything else, suppose I was too.." -Esmeralda leaned closer realizing she was reaching something; "the pain of Mal...." -He nodded; "Mal....my friends....Cinder...." -She quickly raised a brow; "who was Cinder?" -She asked as he stopped for a moment only to reach for the bottle of wine back and poured another glass; "now a days...I simply just seek a good story..." -he laughed lightly drinking his glass; "for our stories are all we have in the end" -She wanted to ask further but she stopped for a moment when he said that. Esmeralda looked down; "Thats why you sought me out then....you read the story too havent you.." -Char put his glass down and got up as he placed a hand on her shoulder; "I think thats enough for tonight...Dubai tomorrow...its gonna be a big day...get some rest"  ///// -Dubai, Untold Festival Day Four  -Now a days, the dominant city of the world was swinging into the favor of one city. The city of Dubai, of the United Emirates was that destination. Dubai was achieving everything on a massive scale that quickly was out doing any of the bigger cities around the world. Backed by tons and tons of oil money, they were near limitless in what they wanted to create and do in this vast desert. The biggest buildings, the biggest parties, and events. Music festivals were only a given and in just a short span of a couple years. The Untold Festival of Dubai, was the biggest dance music festival in the world. Taking into account of nearly half a million people over the four day festival.  Of course, this year marked a special one, as the final day attendance was into the staggering range of over two hundred thousand people. For one reason of course, this was Charmings first time at the festival and it was highly advertised and spoken of worldwide. When Char landed they instantly had to take helicopter to cover ground to even make it to the main stage. Esmeralda could hardly hear her own thoughts of the roaring the helicopter even with the headphones over her ears to talk. But taking in the breath taking night sights of Dubai was something she would never forget. It looked like an alien world, isolated out in this desert. The massive buildings coming to light, it made Vegas look weak. As the city shifted toward the outskirts.  A complete sea of humanity all along the park way, various stages surrounded by people. It looked so wild to see it so high over head. And of course to the far end laid the main stage itself. To any performer, this would have to be intense, to feel nervous or scared. Yet Char had a look upon his face as if this was just another day for him. He looked to Esmeralda and smiled; "dont get too comfortable looking down...soon as we are done here...we are heading to Tokyo..." -she blinked; "what..." -He didn't any thing else as they finally were landing. Helped out to the back side of the stage which was a massive field lines with tents. Char was greeted by a whos who of Arab royalty, taking pictures and signing things. Esmeralda wondered just how much money was pushed to create this and even bring Charming to it. She started to get lost in the shuffle a bit. As she tried to push her way through she was met with resistance of several men who caught her eye all suddenly speaking so fast. Trying to invite her to this and that, she was overwhelmed and before she could even think suddenly Char appeared grabbing her hand as he looked back and all those men seemed to dissipate in an instance; "what...what was that.." -Char grabbed her close and moved through the crazy mix of people finally making it to the stage; "just some rich men trying to grab whatever they hell they can for the night....." -Esmeralda was stunned as she stood on stage; "Stay up here, Dubai is a dangerous place for a beautiful woman like yourself" -She quicky blushed; "so im beautiful now?" -Char was heading for the top of the stage and shook his head; "dont you have some note taking to do?" -he replied back;  -The marvelous stage of Untold was something sure to behold, designed inside this massive structure of a dragon, that was elevated high above. Then within the field below was several large pillars designed each to release effects of various kinds. This stage was the highest in technology evolution, only the best of the best in Dubai, with nearly infinite money to spend on such things. It was one of the main reasons why they were quickly becoming the biggest party destination in the world. As the stage completely went dark, the midnight hour began to reach. The crowd was restless, chanting so loudly that it made the stage seemingly shake. They chanted for him of course.  "LETS GO DUBAI!!" -His voice commanded this monstrous crowd like a King would command his court. The whole stage illuminated under a faded stream of blue lights as Char was high within the mouth of his massive dragon stage. He raised his hand up still Mic in hand as a lone repeating bassline started to creep into the sound system. "Being my first time to Untold, I had to bring some new music right?!" -He had them eating out of the palm of his hand as the roared even louder; "this is a song I worked on together with a friend of mine! DUBAI LET ME HEAR YOU SCREAM!" -The track instantly slid into a staggering set of harmonic bass lines that was backed by a echoing vocal track of building into the main chorus as it faded in;  Currently playing GXD and ELLE VEE - Sail If I was heartless Well that would make it easier To say the things I need to But I run instead I wish I was hollow 'Cause then the pill I have to swallow Wouldn't choke me up Infect my soul again I don't know how I got like this I wish I wasn't so helpless But every time I try to I'm too paralyzed to Get the poison off my chest -Powerful and captivating vocals backed with steady melodies created a smooth groove opener that had the Dubai crowd memorized and swaying and Charmed. As the track shifted into its break, rising with vocals too. Each of the massive pillars in the crowd generated a wind like effect that then through highly advanced drone imagining created a light blue dragon that manifested over the crowd flying around as powerful gust of wind left the crowd awed by such a unique display. Even Charming found it quite impressive considering. As he put his headphones back moving and grooving. The song shifted from the low groove sound to a rising, much more uplifting powerful feeling. The high synth sound of the break had you at alarm knowing the drop was reaching and sure enough like a tidal wave this powerful trance like drop fired across the stage bringing the entire festival into a whirlwind.  Currently playing Fisherman and Nifra- Passion (extended mix)  -The drop left you clinging to the edge as it faded away nearly as fast it approached, leaving a lone melody to play that let you try to catch your breath. The pillars once again reacted this time turning shades of dark blue was water effects began to illuminate over the crowd even releasing water that sprayed in multiple directions. This beautiful trance chord continued to play as everyone danced under the water, escaping the world for this moments in time. Char's music brought a fantasy that couldn't be explained. Backed under the crazy effects of the stage itself the crowd felt like they been sent to some distant land. As the roaring bassline creeped back in, the water effects shifted into a dark blue dragon this time that swept across the stage in one big final trance drop as Char even got splashed himself laughing. The outro continued as the next track came into play and the signature sounds of it made the crowd perk up more than normal.  Safri Duo- Played Alive (Charlie Hers Edit)  -A powerful and iconic sound of bass and drum filtered through the stage brought the whole place up another level as a all timer class tune of the legend played. The powerful uplifting melody laced in with these native drum sounds had everyone's hands in the air as song shifted into his main melody so powerful and stand still that it could bring tears to your eyes. Char even stood up on stage over his turntables letting the song play out to get a better look at the crowd. The massive pillars among the stage started to light vibrant green as the earthly element came to play, this massive green dragon manifested from the tech and swirled high in the sky but then came down and shifted around the crowd. Yet this dragon effect felt so much more different. The dragon landed among the crowd, stunning everyone. It wasn't, but it felt so real and alive. Some just continued to dance. While others were stunned. Esmeralda gazed on even herself amazed as she looked to Char high on the stage again she could see something. His hands she could sworn they were glowing. Was he manipulating the effects? How? The moment happened and ended as fast as it began as Char jumped back down on stage and the final break played out leading into one more song for the night; "DUBAI!...HOW ARE YOU FEELING!." -The crowd still having just as much energy from the first song was still ready for more as Char smiled; "I wanted to do something a little special for you guys!...so I got one more new track for you...if are with me let me hear you!" -The crowd of Dubai being spoiled with all kinds of new music was even more excited.  Currently playing Headhunterz and KSHMR - Dharma -The song went right into a perfect blend of drum and sounds of the signature Arabic culture, with microtones and difficult key times utilized through a saxophone melody. It was perfect and well respected as it grew stronger and stronger, backed with chanting vocal cues. The driving track was powerful as it came full force into a more electronic nature of all the above brought to the forefront into a electro house Arabic ballad that was enchanting as it was aggressive. The pillars were dormant nearly all song till the final cue, as the began to smoke lightly and light a lone shade of red. The chanting rise of the last drop had you on the edge, as it finally came down one more time and the whole place lit up in flames, backed by a massive red dragon that soared high in the sky before bursting out into a firework display that concluded Untold Dubai, Char took his headphones signing them and then tossed them to the crowd as he gave his bow to Dubai. Another city down on world tour, and it only left Esmeralda with even more questions;  Next Stop, Tokyo, Part Three Descendants  04: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

08/08/2025  Summer Secrets Summer Secrets Part One! In all my worldly travels I have never quite encountered such an individual with a captivating and powerful presence as to be equally as enigmatic and well guarded. To live such a lifestyle that he does, yet reveal so little about himself to anyone. Though, one can say, it is quite overwhelming to make it past the endless charm, the fantasy like atmosphere always around him. The sounds of his music that can take you on journeys in your mind. Perhaps, in a way it is much like a shield to him I believe. The real him, quite far out of reach. Between the endless touring. the city after city. This high end life style, his intimate relationships, his sex life. I had this rare opportunity to sit down or well, walk with I should say this man in all his most vulnerable times. This is that story, of Char Aznable. Better known to the world as DJ Charming.  Esmeralda Cortez, Senior Reporter for Le Monde.  -It was deep into the Paris summer, as the heat was reaching record new heights. Even the coastal areas felt like their were melting. A true fiery summer, yet all of Paris was enthralled for one reason. The port of Barcares was completely transformed into this magical festival of music. As the city was deep into The ElectroBeach music festival. A defining festival for the city highlighted by the return of a home town hero. His face and name stuck and plastered over every billboard and sign for miles. DJ Charming was headlining the beach side music festival. And with it brought a sea of masses from all over France and the entire globe. As the night skies began to grow, the festival it self came to life so much more.  The lights of the many attractions and stages turned in the port side area into this vibrant electric world. All circling and shuffling their way toward the mainstage. The center stage of the festival had been built and raised upon the water itself. A quite daring feat and hard to manage but still provided a lasting impression on the many attendees. As multiple acts played on. The heat started to become an after thought. As the beautiful sound and sights took more focus.  -As the festival roared on, standing on one the service docks was a young woman. Very tall and very beautiful, a slender yet very curvy and athletic figure. She was of French-Romani decent, with a incredible sun kissed complexion of brown skin that could make your mouth water. She ran her hand through her thick raven black hair as she scanned her distinctive emerald green eyes along her phone. Her attire was quite simple. some very short jean shorts, and a white top that hugged her voluptuous chest tight. She already turned a many heads of some of the staff and onlookers along the service dock. Yet around her neck was a press pass allowing her back here. Yet no one knew who or why she was here. She had been seemingly trying to call someone on her phone and finally a male voice answered she grabbed it; "Chet, thank fucking god..where are you!?"  -The voice sound half asleep, and then there was questioned response; "Es...what are you doing calling so late?" -Esemeralda Cortez, was a young reporter for La Monde, a very famous and prolific newspaper in all of France. Or, at least she was. Due to a recent story covering the Cathedral Notre-Dame. Esmeralda was put on suspension with full impression she would be fired soon. However they were dragging their feet, and with no money coming in. Esmeralda was desperate to get back into something. "Chet...you are not gonna believe this...remember the emails I got months ago?"  -Chet was a cameraman that also worked for La Monde, and usually helped Esmeralda cover stories on sight and things of that nature. But since the suspension he been stuck covering boring weather b-rolls and local sports. "the anonymous dude that wanted you to interview him for whatever....we just mistook it as creepy fan yeah...where are you...it sounds like a fucking party over there" -Esmeralda oved back into a small alley between some buildings on the docks; "I woke up to fucking 10 thousand dollars in my bank account this morning..." "what...from where?" -Chet jumped from his bed and started getting dressed as Esmeralda whispered; "the emails kept coming it was from the mysterious guy, I was given instruction to come to the Music Festival down at the ports and now im waiting; "how did they get your baking information?" -Esmeralda shrugged; "I have no idea, but I needed e money badly, and theres more promised if I do this..."  -Chet was grabbing his things; "ill come with you, this sounds too dangerous Es im serious" -She sighed; "it said come alone...I dont know what to do...should I just leave?" -Suddenly there was a boat that pulled up along the docks. A man raised a sign up with Esmeraldas's name on it; "wait..Chet...I gotta go...im sorry..." -Esmeralda hung up and walked toward the boat staring at the boat driver as he nodded her to come; "you are Miss.Cortez yes?....good we must hurry" -Esmeralda raised her hand up' "hold up...before I even get on this boat...what is all this about?"  -The man turned to look back at her, he was a older man, but had the look of a security type on him. Though he seem pretty unfazed by her demands; "Miss Cortez, you took the money into your account, that was your agreement to do this. All will be explained in due time" -Esmeralda laughed; 'I didn't agree to take any money...you guys hacked my bank account and put in there..." -The man interrupted;" MONEY THAT WHICH ...you have already started to spend" -Esmeralda paused for a moment and ran her tongue across her teeth before shrugging; " I was hungry..." -The man shook his head; "Miss Cortez...you have my word no harm...will come to you...consider this simply your meeting with my boss...all the matters will be discussed with him and you.  The money was simply a gesture to invite you here...." -Esmeralda relaxed a bit, though he didn't really explain anything yet, it did sorta put her mind to ease as she then stepped on the boat. And off they went. She saw them turning around and heading straight of the floating main stage in the ocean. Why were they headed there? The main stage did house some VIP boxes. Some kind of fancy big shot? One of performers? IT all started to piece together in her mind. She could see just out to the far side the mass of people growing and growing. For his small port city to hold this many people was quite impressive. No wonder they built the stage right on the waters. As the night was drawing later and later. It would be soon time for the closer. The Boat stopped along the stage and the man climbed up then helped Esmeralda up next. He pointed toward a far hall behind her; "just beyond there...Miss.Cortez" -Esmeralda stepped on and headed for the door. She turned around briefly took look back, only to find that man had seemingly vanished. It caused her to stop, her heart started to race. Just what the fuck was going on?  -She turned back to the door, the uncertainty behind it. But the more she settled this feeling started to take her. Not anything of emotion but something pulling her toward the door. Resonated within in her. She cursed under her breath; "you're going fucking insane Es....fuck it" -she muttered and opened the door, within it was just a dressing room of sorts. Nothing out of the ordinary which made her sigh relief. It was quite a large dressing room. Built almost like a small apartment. There was a lounge as you stepped in, walking through there was fresh fruits and even a prepared dinner it looked that smelled delicious. Freshly made tea and drinks. Come to think she was starving to death. As she grabbed some grapes along the counter and ate a few. There was a short hall that connected to another room.  She peaked inside and instantly froze. Her shiny emerald eyes fell into view of vibrant baby blue sapphires staring her back. He was sitting in what looked like a makeup chair at a desk. Esmeralda stepped back just slightly. "I...must have the wrong room Im so sorry.." -she turned back but he raised up; "Miss. Cortez!" -she about fell over knocking several items in the room to the floor as he stood up. "YES!....thats ...thats me...you ..you are DJ Charms Charmed Charming" -She didn't believe anything that was happening right now. Not only had she completely embarrassed herself but here she was in world renown dressing room of DJ Charming. The whole reason this place was jam packed. She knew his music well, but she had no idea he was playing tonight. She thought he was like tomorrow's headline. Suppose the more she pieced it together it made much more sense.  -He approached her, such a tall and well built man he was. She couldn't believe he was this tall in person. Towering her easily he reached his hand out to her. As she grabbed it. Trying to shake the star struck feeling away from her. "I apologize for the keeping secret thing, im sure that probably wasn't the most ideal way but I had to fast, my time here in Paris is limited..." -She shook his hand then folded her arms; "it was a little odd...but...just what is this all about...look I appreciate the money you sent me but...im not that kind of girl....not that your...not I mean...who wouldn't!? but...I .." -Char laughed; "oh no no...nothing like that Miss.Cortez please allow me.." -Suddenly there was a knock on the door; "FIve minutes CHarming!" -Char looked to the door then to her; "oh, why dont we talk after yes? oh better yet why dont you join me come on!" -Char lead her out the door and suddenly, they were hounded, dozens of cameras going off and multiple media outlets recording backstage. It was minutes away as Esmeralda did her best to hide her face and try to just casually make it by, but Char grabbed her hand that made her jump slightly and lead her through the whole thing easily. Her mind was racing a million miles a minute as she couldn't believe any of this. And just what did he want with her. "Focus Es...you need the work..." -She whispered under her breath and finally she felt more calmed and relaxed. Shaking the feelings before off her. They were now in complete darkness, as she been led up some small stairs. Char though, she could see him easily. Thats when she realized something, the feeling before. Sure Charming was incredibly handsome. But she could see more beyond that. His very body was almost radiating this glow. She remember seeing this before. Back in Notre Dame, he had the same glow.  -Char turned to gaze at her; "enjoy the show dear...." -Was the last few words before the whole place lit up and right on center stage they were. She was standing off to the side out of direct sight but she was just several feet from him. The best seat in the house. The entire place exploded as the stage lit up brightly, such a breath taking set piece it was. As each part of the stage had a miniature designed wonder of the world created on it. From the great pyramid of Giza in the dead center that was the stage of Charming to play upon. To the Hanging gardens of Babylon to the far side as water flowed freely down them and out back into the ocean. To the marvelous statue of Zeus at Olympia in the front. The Colossuses of Rhodes somewhat behind it and then on top of the stage stood the light house of Alexandria. This Stage was phenomenal and would go with Charming all over the world to start his brand new tour!  This is SUMMER SECRETS! Paris, France,  -playing The Purge & Adjust ft. RXBY- Summer Secrets; As the fireworks went off along the dock side city, the crowd of over sixty thousand strong were chanting his name. The moving harmony rising backed by hot new vocals that got the crowd more and more enthralled. Char took the mic for just a few moments; "PARIS ARE YOU READY TO PARTY! LET ME HEAR YOU, WHOS READY FOR THE SUMMER SECRETS TOUR!"  "A new day on the horizon Felt the sunlight wake us up Feeling good, the anticipation If there were rules, yeah, we would break them A feeling no one knows but us" With one breath we're breathing With one voice we're screaming We are never leaving It's our summer secret"  -The breath taking set of vocals spiraled to a roaring melody of distorted kicks and synths, to start the show with premier hardstyle was a Charming signature and this did not disappoint. Leading into a earth shattering sets of hard drum and basslines that rocked the port city into the late night. Into a fading pause backed by the same loud and vibrant melodies. This track was non stop, brining the hungry crowd into a frenzy. As the track reached its end Char brought the crowd relaxed into more progressive tunes. Reaching into some home town favorites. The trance like intro keeping them ready for more.   -Playing Da Hool- Meet her at the love parade (Daxson bootleg);  -The iconic melody brought everyone to attention as people even hummed along to it. Char raised his hands up high, a brand new remix for an old school track. With a brand new bass tone that rocked you to your very core. He turned back a moment to see if Esmeralda was still there. Of course she was in pure shock and disbelief still. He wondered if he was making the right move by doing this. But he felt it was time. As the anthem like tune played out. Char knew it was time to settle the crowd down to catch some breaths before more big tunes. Spinning and switching on the fly, his beat match was flawless as always. Bringing out the first few lyrics of next iconic tune that made the crowd scream it back! -Playing Tiesto FT. BT- Love Comes Again (Nifra Remix)  The iconic Trance tune remixed with house style basslines brought the crowd into a steady dance and rhythm. As the Paris summer raged on. A faint feeling of water among the crowd brought everyone's hands up and within minutes a rain fall finally hit. The feeling in the hot summer air, the electric feeling of the late night hour, the powerful trance basslines. Made for a set so magical, as the faint signature blue lights flooded through the main stage and out. He grabbed the mic and turned the the song off as the crowd still would sing even without the beat;  Love comes again Just when I've broken down I found Love can come again You gotta believe that Love comes again Just when I've broken down I found Love can come again "I still can remember the first night I met him, the show he played. He was so full of energy. You just wanted to be around him. That all wanted to be around him. Ill never forget the image of him signing along with all of them. The rain, the hot summer night in Paris. Half of the equipment had gone out and stopped working but he kept playing. And they loved him for it. He was like a Prince, no, a king. He was pure magic" -Playing Artetno Divini, XiJaro and the Pitch - Bad Boys (whos afraid of 138) -The night concluded, with hard hitting kicks and snares leading into a bass backed melody that faded in louder and louder setting this dark tone. It was nearly three in the morning, the rain had cooled everyone off, yet half the stage was no longer working and lighting up and it felt like pure darkness. Yet the sounds of Charming were guiding like a light through the night. As the track reached its fever pitch, this dark melody of dread yet you couldn't help but groove to it. All rising to that final drop of the night you knew would take your breath away regardless if you were ready or not. A extended rise that made the anticipation kill you to pieces. Finally with several snyths that alarmed out and a staggered set of basslines that dropped all at once rocking the stage so hard the whole thing was moving causing concern. Char stood up on top of his decks and had his headphones in his hand as he wrapped the cord around them and signed them before chucking them off stage into the sea of bodies below. He jumped off the stage and one last blitz of basslines backed by the pyro flames that was the only thing still working as the music ceased into  staggered silence. The place went dead and silent. And the roars of the crowd felt like they could be heard for miles. Paris, his home town, would always be his favorite spot to play.  The Tour continues, Next stop Dubai, Part Two- The Sins of the DJ 06: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

11/29/2024  Euphoria (A Erotic Experience) Open Starter The days felt short but the nights were always so long. From one city to the next. All across the globe. Night after night, one record after another. One song signing along to the next. Char Aznable never stopped. DJ Charming was a wave so high that often at times he felt like he could drown any second. But yet somehow, he always thrived in it. He survived in this lifestyle, perhaps longer than all the others. The underground party night life, the drugs, the alcohol, the sex, the parties, large and small, from massive festivals to private elite high rises.  Everything was offered to him, even on the most shiniest silver of platters. Yet, he would just smile and give a polite gesture to wave it off in that sexy and captivating French accent of his. It wasnt that he didnt want to. Char wasnt no fool. He knew he could have almost any woman he dreamed of. Magazines and media outlets all over had him listed as one of the worlds most sexiest man alive, or eligible bachelor, some top ten list. And he was usually the top of the lists. But what made it so hard to indulge?  Maybe It was the over exposure, the well adjusted lifestyle he lived. He longed for something to take his distractions away. Longed for something to truly captivate his ways. Suppose he was chasing a high that perhaps was just too hard to obtain. Never the less, the brilliant DJ played his tracks, played his beautiful melodies, his fast pace records that set stages ablaze. But all in all, they were just his own "lonely love songs". Across the world, city to city.  For when he took the stage every time for the world to see, it was pure Euphoria.   -Tonight was no different scene. Though a little special than most places. He was playing for an elitist party out west. One of those fancy little cocktail parties that was still at its core just a orgy, yet everyone was just filthy rich. Men sharing their trophy wives, and hiring the most expensive of escorts and porn stars to get their fix. And of course, lots and lots of private rooms for the more private and very deviant acts.  Most of these men just wanted to pump and dump.  While getting degraded and have their faces sat on.  Course they would always hire the most top pop culture DJs to play the trance like melodies and tunes for these drugged out girls and boys. Exploitation rampant, some girls invited to get their "big break" in whatever outlet they were wanting. Char knew this game. For he was just a victim of it himself. His toxic relationship with his manager. The one forcing him to play these kind of shows. For the pay was massive to the record label. And that was money not to be ignored. Yet it wasnt hard to not want to keep your eyes on the DJ. Especially DJ Charming This kind of sex club was a member service with special tiers that each tier gave you unique access to certain perks. How you progressed was based on your loyalty and services paid to the club. With the highest members receiving a diamond rank. Char was given such a membership card. Basically allowing him to have his pick of the litter. Whatever woman or man he so desired sent straight to his room for nothing. He stared down at the diamond card for a moment. Before placing it in his pocket. And heading through the red and golden trimmed double doors.  He stepped inside and the first area was a more or less lobby of sorts. With few elevators and some people scattered about indulging each other right then and there. This was generally a place where new members came to first to then get in. Often having to demonstrate allegiance and such to secrecy for many of things done within this place could compromise many wealthy and powerful people. Char was quickly catching attention from some peeking eyes. As a few large men standing by a elevator to the far end which looked like a service elevator motioned for him to approach that way.  -Char showed the Diamond membership and they instantly knew.  "right this was Mr.Charming sir, im a big fan of your stuff, im sure our guests will love to hear you play tonight. Char watched the elevator door open and inside he went. It was a quiet way down. And each floor he passed he could hear things. Screams, moans, shouting, things he wasnt sure if what was happening was sex or not. But once he reached his floor the doors opened. And into a smaller room he appeared. This elevator went straight to the stage area. So there was no one here except for a woman dolled up to the nines with golden skin almost and tons of golden jewelry and this beautiful red tunic dress that covered her body but still her massive assets flowed freely under it as it was near sheer like in appearance.  "my oh my...you are even hotter in person.."  -She was gazing upon him with the biggest blue eyes as she ran her finger along her long auburn colored hair and chuckled; "Mal sure does know how to pick em.." -Char gazed long at her for a moment, and he raised a brow at her realizing what she was; "you......you're a fable?.." -She laughed and folded her arms; "what if I am big boy?..You can call me ..Meg...and welcome to The Underworld, the hottest and elitist sex club in the world. And its Coliseum night.."  -Char blinked for a moment and shook his head; "what does that even mean..." -Meg hooked his arm with her own; "follow me Prince Charming...ill explain..." -Meg walked Charming down the small room and once they reached out on stage. He saw the entire place was done in marvelous marvel and golden decor and golden sheets and tapestries strown about as dozens and dozens of people all dressed in Greek and Roman attire of the period were indulging down below in the most comfortable of beddings wrapped in finest skil sheets while there was a small circular "arena" in the middle of bedding and more soft sheets.  "you see...you will playing the music for our special attraction event, where people will "compete" one on one to force the other into bliss" -Char was still in awe and wow of this whole thing, even for him this was unique but he had to admit it was sure as hell interesting. Though once he heard Meg speak of this "event" he laughed; "like...sex fighting?...okay..." -Meg gave a nod; "who ever cums first is the loser, with the loser having to service the main orgy rooms the rest of the night..." -Char had his headphones in hand as he watched out a far; "perhaps you would like to participate?" -Meg teased him before giving him a smack on the ass and walking away back down into the main chamber; "Rock our world ...DJ.."  -Char put his headphones on and plugged his flash drive into the controller and selected some easy listening low-fi trance to begin. Clearly he wasnt gonna be bouncing and raving but he had the perfect kind of songs for any occasion. Even roman themed sex orgies. He gazed out among the place as he soon as the first sex battle about to be had.  05: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

11/29/2024  Chasing Arcadia' New Years Eve Special New Years Eve 11:55 PM  Paris, France We all chase for that moment of Arcadia. No matter how simple or complicated it is. The feeling of obtaining a state of true bliss even if it is but for a few moments. Can take effect on one self for a life time. But of course this feeling and state of being can come through so many different outlets. But often guided by a driving force, be it a special place, or a certain object, or maybe even a special story. The marvelous fables through generations give those warm and wonderful feelings of such happiness. Some fables become more than the stories. They become legendary breaths of life that dare to take form. Becoming the very channeling ships to take so many into their own state of Arcadia. And perhaps no greater fable, no higher legendary breath of life. Than a Charming man of such wonderful sounds.  Another year in the books and downtown Paris was lined up from bar to bar and street corner to street corner celebrating into the new year. As the city had been converted into the lively festival of St Sylvester. The massive stage set a front of the marvelous Eiffel Tower was a hosted to some of the most iconic and magnificent musical acts around the globe. With the headlining act none other than the dazzling and addictive pop music sensation that was "Zelle". Alison Persinette was a young singer and song writer, famous for a now iconic voice and the most vibrant and beatitful set of blonde locks that seemingly glowed and shimmered under the spotlights of the marvelous stage. She set the world a blaze in only a short of time. As a massive gap in the music industry had been left once again in the tragic aftermath of events surrounding the famous record label Fantasy Records. But Zelle filled that gap quickly and was no the worlds most marvelous and fasted rising star. Taking a main stage gig ending the show of New Years Eve in Paris was a huge deal. And would be a tough spot to follow considering the show from last year. But she captivated and moved ever single soul in the city with her incredible songs and voice. But as the show reached its apex at the stroke of midnight, closing another song out she stopped for a moment to catching her breath. "PARIS LET ME HEAR YOU!!" -She shouted one more only to smile wide and seemingly shimmer and sparkle this radiant red aura of sorts.  Its incredible vibrant hue filtered through into the stadium all around as she gazed up at the massive countdown timer and raised up once more to speak; "Its been a very exhausting but incredible year for me....however...I did not have much a chance to celebrate Christmas this year..." -she walked toward the center of the stage gazing as the clock was reaching the final minute to midnight; "So I brought you guys all a late little but well worth Christmas gift"  -And with that, the entire stage went dark, as all the lights shut down across the stage, and surrounding area, even the massive Eiffel Tower all lit up shut down and even the streets through downtown seemingly all stopped. But the countdown clock continued to tick down as it was the only light through the whole place. Until this roaring and near heart stopping bass line flooded the airwaves causing the downtown area to nearly vibrate. The iconic and so signature feeling of it send a roar so loud through Paris as many couldnt believe their eyes and was still unsure of what it was. But we all knew well. As the bassline pushed through backed under a even harder and powerful kick. It reached a final climax of one more powerful sounding echoing bass. Only for a strong set of vocals to take hold over the crowd.  It ain't over till it's over, oh It ain't over till I say, till I say It ain't over till it's over, oh It ain't over till I break, till I break 'Cause we got this fire and the tide's moving closer I scream through the wire With the world on my shoulders, it ain't over -There was a quiet silence for just a few moments as the clock reached its final seconds to midnight. Only for his incredible voice to come alive once more; "PARIS! LAISSE MOI T'ÉCOUTER!!" -the crowd roared once more to their hero, as the entire place lit up once again in vibrant blues and powerful strobes lights. As the heart stopping bass filled up once more through a distorted series of drumlines that rocked the massive new years eve crowd into a dark style of house music. It was a drop that only lasted but forty-five seconds but it felt like a race for survival as the music took everyone into a deep dive into the water coming out breathless. As the entire place lit up, even the Eiffel Tower once again coming to life through multi lights and wide display of fireworks as the new year officially began to the beats once again of the tidal wave sensation DJ Charming.  It was a shock to the entire music world again, and news releases went on fire in an instant as social media sites were crashing to get content out for this. Char had been on an indefinite medical leave for over nine months, and many believed his career was over once again. The horrid events not filed as the "The Underground" incident was forever a haunting moment in Char;s life had the involvement of the death of his best friend Nick Donia, AKA DJ Naveen. Had the dance music scene in a depressed state as Char went dark. In and out of mental health rehabilitation and on a constant suicide watch. But here he was seemingly out of nowhere alive and well and in full form once again as the big screen showed a close up of the fabled legend spinning the tracks once more!! Because of Char's absence, it put a massive strain on Fantasy Records and made it difficult for them to maintain their chokehold over the entertainment industry. But seemingly out of unknown left field, the marvelous Zelle had pulled this Legendary DJ back to the decks and new music abound once more. Though the dark undertones were clear as the next track left everyone so speechless; The powerful intro faded into silence as a beatitful vocal flooded over the speakers creating a pulse through the whole crowd.  Relax my eyes, I see flashing lights and we're not alone Are you alright on the other side? I can feel you close I feel alive, hear the drums get high and the bass down low Open your mind, we could dance all night, I don't wanna go Only for a earth shattering kick drum beat to hit next that could make you move every inch of your body and get lost within seconds. Even Zelle was dancing upon the stage lost and simply enjoying this iconic scene. As Chars dark big room bass tracks faded out. Zelle took to the mic once more hearing the crowd going crazy; "Did you enjoy your gift Paris!?" -they shouted in cheers nearly making it impossible to even hear Zelle speak herself but she looked back to see the wonderful Charming far to the stage along the decks; "I heard that this DJ is quite a Charmer...perhaps you could show me here and now just how Charmming you are..." -she teased to him as Char smiled taking his mic for a moment; "Oh mon amour, j'ai une chanson juste pour nous.." -Char flirted back as the crowd screamed for the interaction of these two was fan service to the highest grade but the thought of the two having their own song together made the place shake with anticipation. The beat began to play, a perfect pop meets future house track that was the right remedy to sooth the crowd after such a heart stopping race that Char had just put them through. The texture of the timbres and the drumming backed with the mesmerizing vocals of Zelle sent Paris into a frenzy. Baby, this is what you came for Lightning strikes every time she moves And everybody's watchin' her But she's lookin' at you, ooh, ooh You, ooh, ooh, you, ooh, ooh As the setting couldnt get anymore perfect, as light drops of water began to fall from the sky leading into a rain fall that created the mood even more. As their brand new track together began to finish, the faint sounds of the next queued up song had everyone's hands in the air. The rain began to fall heavy once more as the brilliant lights and marvelous magic of Char and Zelle both infused into a gradient rainbow that casted across through the dark skies, as the uplifting melodies of Char's best friend Naveen played one last time. A famous track that Char remixed just for tonight he lifted his hands to the sky creating a heart with his fingers as eyes were hazing and hard to see. The rain made his tears easy to hide. As everyone sang along to every single word in tribute. Monday left me broken Tuesday, I was through with hoping Wednesday, my empty arms were open Thursday, waiting for love, waiting for love Thank the stars, it's Friday I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday Guess I won't be coming to church on Sunday I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love to come around Char closed out New Years Eve Paris with a fresh breath of life and the proper farewell and closure he needed. For now. Zelle had pieced him back together and that was just step one to finally take the fight back to them. Char gazed up into the sky watching the final fireworks display; "Naveen...ill get them brother...."  fin/ 05: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

11/29/2024  Arcadia; The Songs we Lost (Cinderella) (Contest entry piece) Arcada; The Songs we lost "I can still see the tears in her beautiful eyes, it breaks me every time, the pain in my heart it comes and goes but truly it never goes away, and I tell myself I wont listen to the song anymore, yet I lost count how many times I pressed play"  -It always seems like the marvelous tidal wave sensation DJ Charming lived the life of dreams. From playing before hundreds of thousands across the globe in some of the most iconic and historic music festivals. To living the lavish life and all that came from the life style of such. A fairytale story of being a diamond in the rough and getting a chance to show his skills and found by the Iconic Maleficent. He had it all. But the true story deeper down. It was only so more tragic that the personal life he lived. From his twisted and intimate relationship with his said manager. To the most recent events of the death of his best friend. The old saying "everything has a price" could not be so more true. For our "DJ Hero" Char Aznable gave up his most prized possession for fame and fortune. He gave away his heart.  -Paris, France, Summer 2017  -It had been only a few days time since Char's out of the blue debut and his sudden rise into super stardom. Playing on that fateful day at Coachella to the surprise and delight of so many people. Everything was still playing in his head over and over again. Yet one major thing continued to account in his mind. Remembering signing his contract, such a lengthy and wild process it was. The last lines of agreement were so odd to him. In agreement with Fantasy Records, Char Aznable must abstain from relationships, marriages and public affection unless given permission by agency. Suppose this wasnt a foreign concept. As similar to many pop idols over in Asia this was a common thing. But to Char the feeling in his stomach was sinking.  "Honey you barely eaten anything are you okay?" -Her voice, echoed through his mind, so sweet and loving and kind. Just her soft tone sounded like the faint whisper of angels. His icy blues returned across the table gazing, met with dual color reflections staring back at him. A woman with long flowing golden hair, perfect fair skin, a softly shaped,  beautiful and so kind face. She wore faded jean short shorts showing off her long and slender legs of her hour glass figure that the top of was covered in a white long sleeve shirt with a lace black crop top under neath as she finally waved at him getting his attention; "still in shock are you?" -Cynthia Lacroix was Char's long term girlfriend of a little over a year now. The two of them met at the local bar Char had bar tended out when Cindy was a waitress and instantly hit it off for their love of all things music. They were inseparable and when she was his biggest supporter, even saving her own money at times to help Char achieve his own dreams. Course Cindy had her own dream too, her voice was a gift and was aspiring signer herself though struggling to make a break.  They had even worked on a small handful of songs together, though always so nervous to ever let anyone hear them. They shared them together like their own love letters for one another in private.  Tonight they sat in this fine beachside restaurant for the first time on a legit date. Yet Either one of them seem to exchange much a word. Course Char had yet to reveal the truth, he stared down at his phone at the time. And it only made him want to look away from her more. At midnight Char's contractual obligations would start and that meant he had to say goodbye. Spending his signing bonus away on this last day with his lover. He taken her on a wonderful shopping spree and bought her so many gifts to Cindy's protest of course. "I was just wondering...now that I got signed I could try to get you on with something..the song we worked on together...we could finish it tonight" -Cindy placed her finger along his lips; "Char they dont want me...they want you love...when the time comes for me...it will come for me...dont worry about all that...lets just enjoy this night..lets celebrate you dear" -There was only really one last place that Char had sought to go. The nightclub where they first went to. Char couldnt imagine any better way to spend what last few hours he had with her than dancing under the electric sky. Yet it seemed the moment he would try to tell her. It escaped him. He couldnt find it in himself to say it.  As their dinner concluded they headed on to the famous Wanderlust nightclub in downtown Paris as they approached near the entrance they were met with a bit of a road block , Char's fame was already started to spread as a sudden crowd of people gathered around instantly knowing who he was from the DJ scene here and knowing what he done back in the states. He was hounded as Cindy simply moved out of sight watching. Char quickly panicked looking for her before bursting through the crowd of people and grabbing her to head inside; "Char...that was awful rude...you should say hi to your new fans...I would have waited" -Char looked back with such dread; "I...just...we have to hurry..." -Cindy laughed and shook her head; "what are we hurrying into...its not even midnight yet...we have all night.." -Char looked back to her taking a deep breath as the low fi bass tones soon rumbled from the long hall out on the dark dance floor as dazzling lights flickered across the top of the club. Char headed out to the dance floor and finally for a moment his worry left him. Cindy smiled and finally taking his arm the two of them danced together yet she felt the urgency in him. They danced a few more songs before Cindy stopped; "Char...I think we can take a break...im a little thirsty..and we just ate.." -Char stopped for a moment grabbing her; "no...lets dance a bit more.." -It was then she grabbed his hand and moved off the dance floor; "Char what is going on with you?...you been acting strange all day...I can see it in your face...for someone who just made their dreams...you look so sad.."  -Suppose Char knew it was silly to think she didnt notice it all. No one else knew him better than her. He stared at the ground but Cindy lifted his chin up; "look at me...tell me whats wrong.." -Char dropped his hands to his sides. "I have to leave..." -Cindy nodded; "Well I figured that much but what of it...Im not going anywhere...once you get settled somewhere in the states...we can get a place together...I can get settled in...it will be okay honey.." -Char shook his head, while he was certain the words came out of his mouth. He couldnt hear anything except the bass lines playing on the dance floor. Everything felt like it was in slow motion for a moment. As the minutes ticked down, there was sudden commotion around him. As there was a few individuals in black suits seemingly standing around yet staring at Char. Cindy gazed back seeing them. Its hard to make out the words that came out Chars mouth, Im sorry, I love you, please, it still unclear what he really said. But the sting of the smack across his face was well seen. As the tears swelled in her eyes. And the clock struck midnight. The men moved closer and came to get Char. While it wasnt the ending he hoped for. It was the ending he got all the same. The haunting imagine of leaving her on that vibrant Paris dancefloor, it was said that night, he left his heart there too.  Present Day; Ultra Europe festival, Croatia -As time went on, Char became the monster sensation he was always going to be. And the pain and anger combined forged the path of Cindy Lacroix. Taking her singing more seriously, her voice resonated and in the blink of an eye. The wildfire Ella was born. Becoming Europe's hottest pop singer in less than a year. Sitting in one of the dressing rooms of ultra Europe just moments before showtime. A slight knock was upon her door; "Ella love are you ready!?" -Jane D'amico, a sultry and energetic raven haired girl that was the main makeup artist for Ella and many other signees to Hade Entertainment. She was dubbed "the makeup fairy godmother" as her applications and speed were second to none. She gasped instantly at the sight of Ella. "ELLA! WHAT IS WRONG"  -Ella had her air pods in as a song was playing loudly but the tears wouldnt stop flowing down her cheeks ruining her makeup, but as Jane approached Ella broke from the trance and grabbed her headphones wiping her tears away shaking her head; "Jane...oh im so sorry...my...Sinuses are just really bad right now over here in this country its really dry here..." -Jane quickly grabbed several items seemingly in a blaze of speed reapplying as she gazed down at Ella's phone simply seeing a song that said "untitled" she shook her head; "what were you listening to?" -Ella put her phone away and shook her head seemingly stopping her crying and back to reality; "just...an old song nothing important..." -Jane turned on the TV that was in the room to distract for the moment still working on Ella with just minutes to go till she hit the stage; "Dont have to tell me anything dear..."  -It was all over the news so instantly the channel on the TV was broadcasting as well, as all the world was buzzing of the abductions of Char Aznable and Nick Donia and the horrific incident that occurred. "Gezzz...that DJ Charming guy was lucky to be alive I heard...makes us thankful for the people we have around us here ya know?" -Ella watched intensely seeing Charming being loaded into an ambulance as she grabbed the remote and turned the TV off to the surprise of Jane; "good call...well I did the best I could dear..." -Ella looked back and it looked completely perfect once again as she was shocked; "you better hurry! you go on now!"  -Ella leaped out of her seat and messed with her hair for a moment before heading for the day but before she could make it all the way out Jane spoke across the room; "You need to see him Cindy...you need him as much as he needs you right now" -Ella froze for a moment trying not to let tears down her cheeks again; "I cant...Hades would never allow it..." -Ella whispered before leaving;  04: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

11/29/2024  The Underground B-sides part 2 Somewhere in a remote area through a vast country side was a marvelous estate that was gated off and isolated from most of the land. The place had many of beautiful hedges and gardens all around it. With a feeling of a royal castle of sorts as the massive mansion was done in stone and brick and a huge set of double doors of the front entrance. Along the front of the doors was a marvelous golden heart carved along the front of it. And within this massive scale home was a palace of black and red colors. The floor was black tiled with hearts patterned along it. Each room felt more and more grand in passing. All quiet and clean and pristine in the same colors of black and red and heart patterns as well. But far below the surface of this so unique place. The black and red colors soon were replaced with bright lights and white tile floors and walls and sounds of electronics beeping and buzzing. Sterilized rooms and several different rooms filled with various laboratory like equipment and large test chambers empty with shelves along the walls lined with bottles of various compounds and liquids.  In the far north of this underground lab was a room that read Dr. Katherine Heart. And within in was a massive lab with several of the aforementioned things prior except the sounds of someone humming to their self. A woman, slender and rather small in height was dressed to the nines in a lovely black and red dress with several heart like designs along it. She had medical gloves on and was lightly tapping her fingers along a surgeon tray among a wide variety of surgeon tools. With a syringe in her other hand she turned to gaze to her left. As upon an operating table was the body of a male. He appeared to be alive however. As he was strapped down to the table and naked. But seemingly asleep, most likely under anesthesia. She sat down upon a chair as the operating table was lowered down to her level. This was the very Dr. Katherine Heart herself, a beautiful dark haired woman who had just as much genius as she did looks. However, her tale in the medical field is often a dark shrouded one.  She was eventually suspended of practice for too many patient deaths. And when the police were finally ready to close in on her for realization of her committing such crimes on purpose. She vanished off the face of the Earth. She became a more underground doctor. Doing surgery work for thousands of people across the globe, such as criminals and most wanted who couldnt simply walk into a hospital for a check up. She seemed to be working on the mouth of the this mysterious patient and it was when suddenly a computer like voice called through the lab; "Mrs. Heart you have Drizella Tremaine on line one" -Katherine sighed; "they are two months early what on earth could they want..." -Katherine paused what she was doing and on her rolling chair she slid across to a desk pressing something on a computer screen that directed the call; "Drizella dear...its far too early for more fairy blood...I told both you and your sisters of the side effects of using too much" -The twisted Tremaine sisters that we come to learn, had beauty beyond that made them near look a golden glow, course that didnt come naturally. Dr.Heart worked on both of them extensively in multiple plastic surgeries and the use of "fairy blood" to keep them flawless. In exchange that they used their deadly looks for Katherine's bidding.  "I know Dr.Heart but...me and my sister have already run out...and..we need more..." -Katherine sighed; "so I see...the side effects are already taking hold...but I have not acquired enough blood as my husband is still working...what would you even have to offer me?" -Drizella sent screen shots of the recently their abducted Char Aznable and Nick Donia as Katherine gazed at the two men; "wait a second....you mean to tell me you captured two Prince specimens just like that..." -Drizella laughed; "it wasnt as hard as it sounded, they were dying to meet us" -Katherine removed her gloves and started to roll over the screens more; "impressive for the both of you...while these are not the two im most interested in..they will make wonderful replacements for Phillip..he is ...shall we say running dry" -Katherine looked over as the man had seemingly awoke from his anesthesia and was struggling to move; "HELP HELEP!" -Katherine sighed; "very well send them to the usual location...my husband should be there...and you can have what reserves of the blood are left...should be enough to last a year though appearing at the rate you two are consuming maybe half that time now..."  -Katherine hung up and swiftly slid her chair back across as she gazed down at the man struggling; "Mr.Donavon im deeply sorry but I must cut the operation short..." -The man screamed for help; "LET ME GO YOU CRAZY BITCH" -She smiled as she reached back grabbing a large metal bucket and would place it at the head of the table he laid and she she stood up as her long stilettos clicked across the ground before she stepped on a pressure switch; "im afraid we will have to speed this up..." -The switch when pressed instantly dropped some sort of guillotine like contraption from above that sliced his head clean off as blood splashed everywhere and his head cut smooth off fell into the bucket and she gave a relaxing sigh; "now lets continue shall we"  -Meanwhile, in Vegas, Mal had landed and they were back at Fantasy Records. The whole place was in turmoil as she was screaming and yelling at all office staff still stunned by her sudden return. Multiple authorities had entered in and out speaking to Mal as they were communicating with authorities back in Orlando as well working around the clock for a lead on Char and Nick. Mal finally finished speaking with the last of detectives before spotting Dia in the hallway as she signaled for her to come follow. Once they made it inside a small conference room. Mal sighed; "so far the only lead we have...is they were spotted with the Tremaine sisters at a local club..." -Dia instantly raised a brow and then looked to Mal; "did you?" -Mal quickly stopped her; "of course I didnt...but...we both know what that means Dia..." -Dia titled her head; "The Queen of Hearts...shes already starting again" -Mal nodded as Dia sat down seemingly in her own thoughts for a moment; "They are as a good as dead...you know it" -Mal looked to Dia and sighed; "not quite...we still have time." -Dia got from her seat and shook her head; "To do what?!" -She shouted as Mal raised her hand; "we will rescue him..." -Dia laughed hysterically; "There it is again!...what do you see in this man that makes him worth such effort!..." -Mal finally looked down and gave a soft sigh; "Char...has learned to use magic...in this reality Dia.." -Dia looked up with a sudden glare; "you lie..." -Mal shook her head; "it was the entire reason why I had to use the sleeping beauty curse on him and keep him asleep when I did...he has discovered to use his own magic...something only a tiny fraction of our species can do...and I cant let him just slip away from me..."  -This changed many of things for Dia, it only fueled her hatred for Charming more for sure but soon the pieces of everything began to come together more easily. Magic in the real world wasnt so easy to utilize, something the fable species soon discovered when they were created here. Char has surpassed all of them, but perhaps she could find out just how he did it. Diablo only gave Mal a more curious glare now and spoke softly; "so what do we do?" -Mal smiled a wicked grin knowing she had Dia in to help now. "unfortunately...the contact information I had for Katherine has long since become a dead end...once she lost her practice. She fell of the face of earth...but...much like the Tremaines she has other pawns working for her..." -Mal had a piece of paper with an address wrote on it; "theres an old bar outside skirts of the desert here in Nevada...a man named Alex Dumpty hangs around there..." -Dia took the paper as Mal stood up; "he will have the information we seek...acquire this for me...and I will give you what you want Diablo" -Diablo shot up suddenly questioning her once more; "and you just so happen to know what that is?" -Mal reached for the door to leave but paused; "Char will be in no shape to headline Arcadia this year...I will need a replacing headliner...I expect that to be you" -It was a shock hear such a thing but Diablo played it cool as she took a breath folded her arms; "consider it done"  -Mal left the room and off Diablo went on her personal "mission" to say. She went alone for not to bring too much attention, plus she knew she could handle herself if she had to. Though this bar she never heard of, "The Wall" as it was called. Was just an old watering hole, that supposedly had been around since the gold rush days. It was a long drive as the quiet ride into the dark of the desert gave Dia much time to think. She was mad at herself on so many levels, getting involved with Mal again like this. But the promise of what was offered, and the potential of so much more. Her own plan was forming in her head. And soon arriving to this bar before she knew it. It was about what you expect, an old time establishment, run down wooden looking place.  There wasnt much out this way, a small gas station a little ways back. And to the far east of the bar, one could spot a massive house, most likely belonged to the owners of the bar. There wasnt a soul around. It almost felt abandoned but there was neon sign that said open so Dia headed for the door and inside, there was a low tone of music playing on the jukebox and no one around at all. A few booths along the place and a main center of the place was the bar of course.  Dia walked forward and sat down at the bar waiting before finally speaking "hello?...anyone here?"...I could use a drink?" -She said only to hear the sound of commotion from a back area and sound of a older lady speaking out; "One second hun..." -After a few minutes the door opened and a large, older lady appeared smoking a cigertte and was basically in night gown and slippers as she approached. Dia stared for a second then looked around; "well arnt chu the most purrty little thing" -Dia gave a fake smile and saw several bottles along the back wall as she was for sure wanting that drink now; "We dont get many visitors this time of day...i was just about to close up and head to bed myself...but Ill get you something dear what will it be.." -Dia looked to the old lady; "whiskey...neat please..." -The lady grabbed a glass and reached down below for a bottle and slid it down to her as Dia looked confused; "honey...you look like someone who needs more than the glass...whatever brought you out this way...it must be something"  -Dia laughed and this lady was sure inviting as she took upon herself to grab the bottle and open it pouring it into the glass; "thanks...suppose its been a long day for me..." -The lady walked down to where Dia was standing in front of her; "what brings you?" -Dia took a long swig of the whiskey and downed it easily; "Im actually looking for someone...a man?..." -The lady raised a brow shaking her head; "lemme guess Alex?...that shit ass aint been around in days...whats a good looking woman like you want with trash like that?" -Dia laughed; "well I have a few questions for him is all" -The lady poured Dia another shot; "you a cop?..."  -Dia shook her head; "definitely not a cop...its a favor...for my ex.." -the lady laughed; "honey I dont know what any of that means but it sounds like you need the rest of the bottle...ill tell ya what...I can see if I can get a hold of him..he aint far from here..." -Dia nodded; "thank you..." -she downed another shot of the whiskey, and another, each shot tasted better and better which was odd but not really something of a big deal at first, was she already getting drunk? no way, she could handle her own, even though drugs and alcohol were harder on fables, she knew her limits and two shots wasnt it. "Well you are in luck...he is on his way..." -the lady came back from the back and Dia suddenly felt heavy, instantly she went to grab for the bottle but the lady snatched it back from her as she watched Dia struggle to get up and stagger; "boy Mal loves sending her own to their doom easily I tell ya...honey I could smell ya when you walked in...you should have brought a friend" -Dia got up off the stool but walking felt impossible, she stumbled forward trying to get out of this bar. To fall so quick to something so simple was foolish, the bottle was drugged prior and it made all the sense why the lady grabbed it from the bottom shelf. She made it toward the end of the bar to the exit. Only to see a massive man near the door who locked it back back and turned the sign around to close; "well what do we have here...." -he had a heavy country accent and a large beard, the man wore overalls and boots and was a bit dirty looking like he had just come from rolling around out in the wilds somewhere. He watched as Dia fell forward out cold falling right onto him as he grabbed her by the waist; "well look like we done caught us a prize Duchess..." -The old lady gave a smile as Alex tossed the unconscious Dia over his shoulder;         04: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

11/29/2024  The Underground B-Sides Part 1 The Underground B-Sides' Part 1 During the events of Charming's return to glory, there was an ever longing question the whole time that Char struggled to understand. The mysterious disappearance of his manager, the one and only icon Mal Pierce, AKA the marvelous Maleficent. The shows and the dates continued to flow and Char fulfilled each show hoping to get closer to the truth of what happened. Yet he ended with more questions than he did answers. Course Maleficent was still very much alive only hanging back in the shadows waiting for her time and on the front line of dealing with a much more darker threat than could ever be imagined.  At thirty six thousand feet high in the sky, Mal's private plane was taking her back to the United States. She had been in hiding for some time on an extended leave of absence mostly getting her plans together for the massive Arcadia Festival soon to happen once again. She walked through the short hall as she wore a beautiful business causal style attire with a deep v neck long sleeve and a tie waist smocked sheath dress that had a slight split at the bottom to keep those wild long legs of her free that was topped with perfect black five inch stilettos that were laced up her ankles. She walked along quietly for a moment before sitting down in a small room that was basically built like an office of sorts with a large monitor on the end and a glass desk and acrylic desk chair that she sat in finally. There was a laptop and a tablet both on the desk as she opened the laptop and instantly went to a screen showcasing none other than DJ Charmings last live show that happened earlier tonight at EDC Orlando.  She gave a soft sigh for a moment reaching out her long fingernails that were painted black with a slight green hue in theme that reflected if you stared long enough. It matched those marvelous emerald eyes she had and she finally spoke as the long and sharp cheekbones of hers gave a wicked yet sexy smile; "with each show he looks stronger and stronger....he is well ready now" -it was then that another figure followed in behind her into her office. A woman in all black as well, though a bit more aggressive with black ripped skinny jeans and a slick biker jacket with black boots to match. She had platinum blonde hair and the most star striking blue eyes, with deep black eye liner and a crimson red lipstick. She sat down in the chair in front of Mals' Desk shaking her head; "quite a gamble you took...booking all those shows and just expecting Charming to play them all this time..." -Mal looked up at the woman and smiled at her; "He cant resist the crowds...it was always and is still his biggest weakness...you should know how that goes Dia" -Dia Blackheart, who was much better know by her stage name, Diablo, was the lead singer and guitarist for the popular rock band the Reckless Ravens. While they were originated in the states and signed under Fantasy Records of course. She had just finished a massive world wide tour in Europe backed of course by Mal's booking. It was all part of Mal's plan and where she had mostly been. Though clearly once Char had appeared on screen, Dia almost gave an annoyed glare at watching Mal indulge the show as she could feel those eyes lingering which finally brought her attention slightly as she leaned back with her chin to her hand still watching Char's show. "do you need something darling?...the attendants can get you some food if you are hungry...quite an impressive menu on here believe or not" -Dia rolled her eyes to that and stood up moving around the desk to actually watch herself. While this was hardly her style of music of course. She at least try to humor it but only a few moments of watching she shook her head; "Aurora was much more interesting to watch and this idiot..." -Mal paused for a moment only to take her finger and close the laptop suddenly as she turned her chair around to face Dia; "clearly you have something on your mind...out with it then..." -Mal extended her arm out to Dia and Dia folded her own arms shaking her head; "I just dont know what you see in him Mal...years ago you would have gagged at the sight of something like him..." -Mal let a long smile form across her lips and she gave a nod; "and there it is...ya know Dia...If I recall I gave you the freedom to do as you wished long ago...yet...here you are...now why is that?" -Dia raised a brow and laughed; "sure...but staying signed with Fantasy Records was still the best move I could make and you know that..." -Mal shook her head leaning back in the chair more; "Diablo I made you....I can tell when you are lying...so dont try this with me..."  -Dia hesitated for a moment realizing she had been made only to walk back not before Mal reached out grasping her hand to make her turn back around; "jealousy was never a good color on you my dear...come closer to me.." -Reluctant at first but Dia did as she was asked and Mal pulled her down into her lap straddled upon her. Dia at first seemed to deny this but Mal put a finger on her lips silencing any thing she would say; "shhh...you know you are just as vital to this than anyone else my dear...I wouldnt have come along on your tour all month otherwise and you know that...so stop letting that black heart of yours turn shades of red..." -Mal ran her finger along Dia's lips slowly which caused Dia to shiver suddenly as if it was arousing yet clearly it was messing with her as she took a breaht to speak back; "you havent once touched me like this the whole time we been away and now...to only ...make me shut it ..." -Mal shook her head; "no love...you deserve a "reward" do you not?" -Such wickedness behind her words as Mals' very long tongue slowly rolled out from her lips lightly flicking up Dia's lips as Dia closed her eyes seemingly lost in the moment of it instantly. Mal would run her lips closer to her ear; "now be a good ...little girl and head back to the bedroom and get ready for me..." -Dia opened her eyes and slowly raised up off of Mals lap and moved till finally she was out of sight. Mal raised the laptop back up to resume Char's show before seeing DJ Naveen make a surprise appearance at the end. "hmm Naveen...at least he has friends to keep him sane now...soon my dear...keep them dancing for mommy"  -Mal put her things away and raised up heading out of the room and through the front of the plane fetching some glasses and wine from the attendant and heading up front to speak with the captain before finally saying goodbye for the night. Walking to the far end of the plane. The back bedroom was dark though her wild green eyes scanned across seeing Dia's lovely blue eyes gazing back from the bed as she laid down. Mal approached taking a seat at the side of the bed and laying the glasses down and the wine before reaching to press a button turning a small lamp on. Dia was laid across along the bed down to nothing but her black lacy thong and completely topless as her alabaster skin gave a beautiful glow from the faint light of the lamp. Mal poured them each a glass of red wine as she reached down next undoing her the straps to her heels. And taking the glasses she handed one to Dia who took it and raised up getting closer as the two sipped the wine in slight silence. Mal watched as Dia downed her wine in near one drink as it was clear she was still uneasy about this but it only made Mal laugh; "Diablo ..nervous...never have I seen the day..." -Dia put her glass down and looked away; "its not nerves...its just..." -Mal raised up and slowly undid the long sheer ribbon that wrapped around her dress and quickly moved forward pressing Dia to the bed as she hovered over her; "relax...." -her whisper followed as Mal keeping hold of the ribbon she had moved it up toward Dia and slowly wrapped it around her face covering her eyes and ears. Dia instantly arched her back up on the bed some as the quick feeling of her senses being restricted stirred her up well.  Mal lingered her lips over her own before finally kissing her deeply, as her long and cool wet tongue slithered through her lips and into Dia's next, dancing around her own before Dia reacted and ran her lips around Mal's tongue sucking it playfully fully igniting a fire between them that had not been tended to in such a long time. As the dirty and wild kiss was broken, Mal would slide off the bed for a moment and move her arms letting her dress slide down as she pushed the rest of it down her curvaceous frame. She would then reach along the nightstand where a bucket of ice laid and grasping a piece of it. Mal took it and placed it in her mouth, holding it with her lips, she grasped Dia's wrists and held them above her head while she then ran the ice tucked in her lips playfully up her body as Dia moaned and whimpered from the icy sensations. Starting at the collar and down her small yet very perky breasts and along her sexy flat stomach and into her hips. Shivering from such a feeling Dia begged for more; "please mommy....more..." -she finally released out her lips in a heated breath as Mal raised up from the foreplay as the ice had completely melted. "mmm, and there is my sweet little Diablo..." -Mal sultry voice came alive as she ran her tongue along her lips before released Dia's wrist and moving over top over her completely. More soft kisses rained down from her as she trailed them down Dia's perfect little body. Across her chest once again this time sucking her hardened nipples and tugging them hard as she let go leading to a sharp moan escape Dia's lips each time. Mal went lower down her stomach and sucking into her hips repeating just where she had taken the ice earlier though this time with her warm mouth now. Dia was whimpering begging for more, as Mal moved even lower, grasping Dia's thighs with her hands and spreading her legs perfectly to which Dia obliged easily.  Mal's long, snake like tongue followed next teasing at her inner thighs, tracing light circles with the tip of her tongue that made Dia shudder each time. Kissing at her warm core and wet petals each time she moved to the next thigh that made Dia jump. Until taking her tongue, she ran it completely up and down her aching pussy that sent Dia into a frenzy in a heated gasp. Before finally pressing her mouth closer and letting her tongue indulge Dia's warm and wet center. Her tongue moved up and down then slithered up finding her tiny pleasure button where she lashed it quickly causing Dia to reach down grasping at Mals dark raven locks as her eyes still blindfolded. Yet she couldnt stand to not see it. Grasping up at the blind fold she pulled it off and looked down with hazy blue eyes as Mal was devouring her between her legs. Her legs shaking and the moans escaped her lips harder and harder till Dia bit her lip hard to blood to try to stop as not to let the entire plane staff hear. Mal didnt once stop nor seem to even raise up for a breath, her tongue was completely strangling her clit and finally her lips pressed tightly to it and sucked which cause Dia to arch up fully; "MAL!.." -Dia screamed in a short burst as she lost her breath, her tiny little toes curled up hard and her eyes rolled in the back of her head near spinning like a slot machine as her orgasm was met within moments till finally she near collapsed as Mal raised up licking her lips like a lion after a nice meal. Her lips were glistening in the light of the lamp. Dia's chest was beating rapidly and Mal caused down shaking her head; "you wasnt supposed to take your blindfold off...bad girl.."  -Mal slid back over top of Dia but straddled along her left thigh as she raised up and grasped Dia's neck tightly giving it a gentle squeeze as Dia breath was cut short after such a hard orgasm. Mal began to grind her hips next into Dia's thigh and keeping a firm choke on Dia she got off slowly on her own enjoying every second of it; "you may have your freedom...but you still belong to me...you understand.." -she looked deep into Dia's eyes and she nodded as the choke was putting tears into her eyes but Mal still held it tightly squeezing more as she grinded against Dia more slowly moaning her self. Mal moaned harder and harder till finally Dia was slowly going out as Mal shivered top of Dia cumming hard and finally releasing her choke hold on Dia as Dia gasped for as much air as she could.  Mal laid down beside her and the two of them finally relaxed from such an explosion of lust. Dia turned over with her back to Mal as her eyes were wide open staring straight ahead as the clarity of what just happened lingered upon her. Mal reached along her shoulder pulling her around as Dia turned; "sleep with me tonight..." -Mal whispered as Dia was still silent yet she reached under pulling out the covers for them both as Mal smiled and the two of them relaxed slowly drifting off to sleep.  As the plane was finally in the states and just shy of landing, Dia and Mal were deep asleep as dawn was starting to break in some. Their clothes laid strewn about and half the bottle of wine was gone as the two of them had indulged on and off again through the night. The silence drew over sharply, until like a zombie rising from the dead Mal raised up outta the bed with widen eyes; "SOMETHING IS WRONG!" -Mal quickly flew outta the bed and ran to grab her phone as she saw all the miss calls and multiple notifications. "no...no...NO! THIS ISNT HAPPENING!" -Dia awoke and stretched and yawn; "do you have to be so loud...." -Mal was standing there completely naked as she put an ear piece into her phone and was calling someone; "Charlotte honey....what is going on?.....what do you mean he just disappeared?...HOW? WELL FIND HIM!" -Mal hung up and looked to Dia as she tossed her clothes at her; "get dressed and out of my bed...we have work to do Diablo.." -Diablo gazed back already feeling such deepen regret going back down this dark rabbit hole once again;  To be Continued;  04: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

11/29/2024  The Underground Chapter 4 The Underground  Part Four The Sorceress's Apprentice A-Side -Trapped far below the surface, in darkness only lit by the faint strobes and laser lights going off wildly below them. The two kidnapped DJs played and played and played track after track making sure not to set the alarm off for another harmful shock. Char could feel the sweat dripping down his body as he looked to Nick who was seemingly dead on his feet. It wasn’t that they were tired out right it was just standing in once place with nowhere to go and seemingly trying to focus. Char nudged Nick slightly as Nick shook his head blinking his eyes rapidly a few more times; "tell me you thought of something to get the hell outta here yeah?" -Char looked ahead at the large window and down below; "it’s strange...they haven’t said anything else.....what do they even want? This can’t be all just to watch us play to death?" -Char was growing annoyed and frustrated perhaps more than scared now. It was then Char was turned to play and he cranked the volume up as loud as it could go as Nick covered his ears; "HEY! ..hey...CHAR!" -Nick pointed to the glass frame as it was seemingly vibrating rapidly and the two exchanged glances briefly almost knowing what needed to be done as Nick started scrolling through selections; "we need to break 100Db to make such a thing happen...but most of this stuff in here is straight groove techno...whoever this "father" is, the dude isn’t one for hard style stuff...so unless you got a hard style track in your pocket...we can crank that shit up all the way and won’t stand a chance" -Char was rubbing on his head trying to concentrate as his eyes were fast scrolling multiple songs that had been preloaded on these decks, him and Nick both were walking song encyclopedias and Char finally turned the volume down and sighed; "yeah...I see that.."    "Even if we did break the glass out...were still hooked up to this stupid fucking thing.." -Nick raised his leg up showing the electric chain that was connected to them. "Maybe...if we overloaded it..Somehow?" -before Nick could think anymore the ominous voice from before called out; "my oh my you boys are quite a little rebellious bunch aren’t cha?..hahaha!..But I tell you what...how about we playing a little game?" -Nick and Char looked back to one another and suddenly both decks lit up at the same time; "I been taking it easy on you two..I wanna see some real Prince Djs’ in action, so for this next part...both of you will be playing but you will have to beat match to one another. If either of you fail, then BOTH of you are punished. This should keep you boys outta trouble hahaha" -As Char’s song that he had selected was playing, Nick had near no time to respond before both of them were shocked at the same time as Char took to a knee and Nick came down with him; "This fucker is gonna kill us...we are gonna die here CHAR!" -Char went down on both knees as he could feel almost everything moving in slow motion. Nothing made sense anymore; all he could think back to; was the dream he had. What Maleficent warned him about. As his hands rested along his thighs he felt something along his right thigh. Something was in his pocket this whole time. It was a small flash drive but where on earth did it come from. As Char’s eyes glanced upon it. Suddenly it all hit him in fast forward. The moment in his dream he was grabbed, Maleficent, somehow, some magical way slipped something on him right before he left his dreaming state. He rose up and taking the drive, he pushed it into the deck and it simply revealed one song upon it;    -Nick looked back; "Char..that’s one..of your songs.." -Nick rose up and Char instantly played it. The hard style poundings of the beat instantly had the deranged people down below running around and screaming in displeasure as they were not at all a fan of what was playing. "HOW THE HELL...THAT ISN’T ON THE THERE...WHERE DID YOU GET THAT!?" -The Man called over the loud speaker and suddenly the decks lit up again and Char and Nick both were electrocuted seemingly on command this time; "BAD BOYS!..BOTH OF YOU!...I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!" -Nick instantly dropped seemingly about to pass out but Char stood his ground straining under the intense electric shock torture. As his vibrant blue eyes only started to get darker. The deepest memories of his time under the wicked Sorceress unlocked from the harmonic sounds of this particular track. For this was the very first song Char ever manipulated with his own "ability". As the magic of the drive infused into him releasing these repressed actions. The entire room began to fill with ominous glowing blues floating around. As the final drop resonated from the track, the vibrant waves of blue floated outward rapidly as Char’s hands manipulated the very sound waves of the powerful song. Turning the distorted bass kicks into what felt like rocket propelled grenades as they exploded outward completely destroying the window and some of the wall around it and even short circuiting the entire electronic setup ending the torture as the chains exploded and the decks fried catching fire. The entire place went dark in an instant.    As all but the wild neon blue glow of the sound mage, and his magic floating around him. As the Sorceress Apprentice had fully awoken once again. Nick opened his eyes only to see darkness and Char leaned down on one knee trying to wake him. "Hey...it worked...we gotta get outta here..." -Nick raised up still out of it and no idea of what had just happened but once Char said they were free he got up quickly, though uneasy and took a deep breath; "I thought I died for a minute...I can’t see shit..." -The faint flames of the decks were the only light left as Char looked down below to the makeshift dance floor and saw the deranged people scatter and vanish into the shadows; "As much as I don’t want to go down there...I think we have no choice..." -It was a nice drop but there was a few large boxes stacked near the right side of the widow to making it a bit easier down. As the two finally made it down the reality of this place took hold. The place smelled awful, and there was trash everywhere, used needles, and what in some places looked like human remains. "Char what the hell is this place..." -The people all stayed in the shadows staring in fear, course Nick had no idea, they were all fearful of Charming. As Nick grabbed a bent up pipe on the floor he wielded it like a sword almost keeping his guard as Char kept close behind him; "keep going that way...it looks like some kind of exit no?" -As the two made it through the long dark tunnel of the damned. They came to a long hallway of metal walls rusted with a few doors. Trying the first one it was locked of course. "dammit..." -Char tried the next one and without fuss it opened. Though upon entering it was far from what he expected. It was a large dining room of sorts. Or at least it felt like such.      The place was dimly lit by a few candles, but it felt like a huge room, with a massive dining table in the middle. All well decorated or at least it appeared so. But the décor was run down and ragged. There were twelve seats, each with a simple tea cup placed before each. Though it was hard to make out the opposite end of the table it looked to be a shadowed figure. Char closed the door and Nick kept the pipe up, ready to swing at the first thing that moved but nothing. It was quiet and while there was more space beyond the initial dining table it was hard to see much else. Char and Nick made their way along the sides of the table reaching the opposite end only to find a horrid scene. There was a man who sat at the table in his own unique chair of sorts. This man looked young, but his body was shriveled up like a raisin. Malnourished and hooked up to multiple tubes and IV’s of some kind. Also along one of his arms it appeared a tube lead down draining his blood into a small bowl of some kind. This man seemed to not even be awake or perhaps even conscious to what was even happening to him. Nick took one of the candles to raise it up to view the man more clearly, and his eyes finally shot open. He moved around in his chair rapidly but his body so badly weakened he couldn’t move really. He couldn’t even speak as his mouth would open but only gasps and grunts coming out of it. Nick and Char both jumped back a moment. But Char could feel something weigh heavy on his heart. "Nick..." -Nick nodded; "yeah...I feel it too..he..is one of us isn’t he?" -This man was indeed a fable but unsure until Nick noticed something along the table in front of him. Random magazines and pictures of a well handsome man; the famous Actor Phillip Dupont. Who was said to have died at sea on his private yacht. Char and Nick stared at the picture then back to this shell of a man and realized; "Char...this is Phillip Dupont..or...what’s left of him..." -The mystery of what was happening here was only growing by the second and they were still no closer to getting out of here. But it was then they could hear what sounded of footsteps of someone coming down the hall before and the sound of the door opening.    -Nick and Char ran off into the shadows of the large room and watched. Suddenly the slender and long fingered hand appeared along the door as it opened revealing what appeared to look that of a man. His face was pale white and he had heavily sunken in eyes. He wore a roughed and ragged looking black three piece suit, along with a beat up looking top hat. He was breathing heavily though he started mumbling to himself in a fast and jerky like manner as he walked into the room. Instantly Phillip began to grow even more alarmed though only moans and cries fled from his lips. "oh where oh where could they have gone?...the Queen will not accept this...no no no no...oh hush you!" -this man was just as deranged and crazy as everything else going on in here though he gazed at Phillip with a sudden pause and then began to smile. His teeth were like jagged looking knives in his mouth as he laughed; "oh Phillip...you are always sucha smart one...you know where they are ...yes yes yes!" -What would follow was surely bizarre, the man walked over to where Phillip was confined to then began to move the tubes around and started to mess with something that instantly made Phillip scream out in these awful gasping breaths. As more blood was drained from his already deteriorating body, down into a small tea cup. A fine couple of drops. As the man raised it up he smelled it and released a creepy sigh of relief; "this shall help...yes yes.." -The man would then drink the blood he had just drained from Phillip. And as if he was going into a meditative state suddenly. A strange purple glow manifested around him. As his eyes fired right open staring straight at Char and Nick both; "THEY ARE HERE THEY ARE HERE!" -Nick quickly jumped from the shadow and taking the pipe he had and swung across at him, this man was strange but still rather small in size to Nick and Char both. Char pushed him as the man tried to flee away and Nick landed a clean hit right to the man’s face as he dropped to the floor; "Char...Where in the fairy tale fuck all are we!?" -Char bent down staring at the tube of blood that dripped from Phillip; "...we have to get outta here...and find Mal..." -Nick was confused at Chars response; "I thought she was gone?...What would she know.."    -It was then they heard a loud ringing over the sound system as it sounded like the power had been restored to the area. "You boys have caused far too much trouble!...no sons of mine! you are!...though it’s clear we underestimated you Char...so perhaps you can still make me proud...maybe it’s time I greeted you boys myself...a little play time with dear ole dad!" -Nick raised up the pipe ready; "show yourself already motherfucker! We are tired of the bullshit!"    -though it was silent, after a few more moments Nick headed for the door back into the long metal hallway and Char followed though the faint murmurs of Phillip turned him back. "Char...Where are you going.." -Char walked back to Phillip, all the tubes hooked up to him and his body in the condition it was in, it would be near impossible to take him with them. "We can’t save him Char..." -Char reached for the long tube that was stuck along his back, while the Prince like blue eyes, stared up at Chars own. Char could feel exactly what this Prince longed for. In one motion Char pulled it out of him as the man gasped one hard breath and seemingly collapsed back in the chair as his chest was barely moving, breathing slowly; "We can save him from whatever the fuck this is...no one deserves this..." -Char pulled the last few main IV’s that were connected to him. The man unable to speak now or even able to relay any sound at all. A faint few tears flowed down his cheeks as Char walked on with a sudden sense of anger. The surging magic within was still very active as he followed Nick; and the two would venture back out and head for the lone door all the way to the end of the hall. They entered and instantly something hit them like a brick wall, a powerful smell. Though; the room was in pitch black darkness.    Even the candle Nick had grabbed earlier went out in this humid feeling room. "I can’t see shit..." -Char fumbled around trying to find anything that could reveal a source of light. Only to stop dead in his tracks as his hand touches what felt like another hand though it was cold he grabbed it and it came right with him. Char had another hand in his hand as he dropped it in sudden disgust. Just as he did, one by one, lights came on slowly revealing a truly gruesome sight. Meat hooks, and tables coated in blood lined with body parts and what looked like buckets filled with organs and entrails. Saws and other indescribable tools laid about on the walls and tables as well. Char instantly kneeled over and threw-up into a bucket only to throw up again when the bucket was full of what looked like eyeballs. Nick held his hand to his nose and tried to reach out to Char; "Char just don’t think about it...I think I see another door over there...just stay focused..." -Nick laid the pipe down and this time grabbed a Machete that was caked in blood along the opposite table Char was near; "no...Its...I can feel them Nick...all these ..." -Nick's senses were not as adept as Chars of course but it slowly filtered in once Char had spoken of it. As they turned through a small hall and into the next room where the door was, it finally settled in though it became more apparent all the same. Suspended along giant hooks were several naked men and women all young and beautiful looking.. Though their bodies were still intact they were well dead now. Each one had buckets under them being drained of blood though something was much more different about this blood.    -Char could feel that these suspended bodies and even the remains scattered all over this ghastly slaughter house place were all fables. The blood was given off a radiate golden glow that he was unsure of what it was. Though some of the girls he felt like he had recognized somewhere but he could place it. "Nick these women look familiar..." -Nick took one look at one that had long dark hair and was quite slender frame and long legs as he narrowed his brow though it was hard to even focus on anything but he gasped suddenly; "I know this girl...she’s a Olympic gold medalist Vidia Tomescu....or...was.." -Char then looked to another one, who was another slender build girl with brown hair still in pig tails though it was rather matted up a bit now. Char quickly however recognized her face; "This girl...this is Bess Fontana. She’s a famous artist...I literally bought a painting from her some time ago.."    -It was strange to see these people, though Char had no idea they were fables but what connected them he wasn't sure. Though; the faint golden glow to their blood had him even more in wonder. As this golden hue, felt so familiar to him. As if he recognized this sort of "glow" along the skin of the Tremaine sisters. His stomach still felt like it was spinning and Nick grabbed him to head for the door that was now visible in this room. The two finally made away from the grizzly and mysterious scene. Just as Nick reached for the door to open it, the place suddenly went dark again though it lit up with these vibrant red emergency lights in each corner of the room. Though Nick quickly opened the door into another large room though this one seemed a bit more of a supply room of sorts with what appeared to be a large set of stairs to the far end and at the top looked like some sort of elevator though it was hard to make out. Nick pointed; "Char I think we found a fucking way outta here...let’s go!" -Just as they were about to make a run up the stairs when suddenly the wall beside them opened up, for it was some kind of shutter gate of sorts and revealed behind it was a massive looking man. Easily bigger than Char and Nick both, he wore a long apron that was soaked in blood and in his massive bulking arms he held he a chainsaw. The roars of the blade soon came to life. His face was covered with a mask of some kind. Though staring through it was these soulless looking black pools were the eyes should be.      The mask itself looked like it was made of flesh and roughly patched together, and placed above on his head was a wicked crown made of nails, metal and barbed wire that was stuck into his head as it was covered in blood. He raised the chainsaw up and revved it to life and instantly he attacked Nick who blocked him with the Machete he had though the saw broke it into pieces as the machete was heated up and broken on the floor smoking. Char ran the opposite way down a series of hallways down below as Nick followed after him into the next room that was filled with boxes and containers. Char leaped over some and Nick followed as the massive man slammed the chainsaw through the containers and boxes slicing into them and bursting through. The panic and terror filled within the both of them, this was a true nightmare come to form. This man was sure the source of everything they had seen but was he the voice that had called out to them all this time as well? Though it was clear this man was in no mood to be talking at all. Char rolled under a table in the next room as Nick darted off still and the man followed after Nick. Char took a moment to close his eyes unsure of what even was happening and the will to process it all. Though; he couldn't leave Nick alone with this thing. He had to channel into that energy previously. Though Chars magic was still only growing and without a proper source to channel it, such as the flash drive and the song from earlier. He was as useless. Though he had been taught of using with such, it was extremely dangerous to do so. As the magic could be damaging to a person.    But these were desperate times. And Char opened his eyes and slid back from out the table, though things grew quiet. Nick had reached the last room in the area and hidden inside a large metal locker of sorts. As the massive man suddenly went quiet behind him. The chainsaw itself was also no longer heard and Nick looked through the faint top of it through the holes and could not see anything or anyone around. "What the fuck.." -he whispered to himself only for suddenly the massive saw blade to erupt right beside him as it screeched against the metal causing sparks to fly everywhere. Nick dropped down inside the locker trying to avoid screaming for help. Char stepped into the room as the large man paused for a moment sensing him and turned around ripping the chainsaw out of the locker. Char raised his hands up, his heart racing a million miles a minute. As his hands began to glow, the man stared in wonder and finally sure enough he spoke; "you maybe the son we been looking for..." -his voice was surely the same man but much more refined and not as manic sounding it startled Char a bit but the man still didn’t stop his approach as he lifted the saw up and growled about to strike. Char felt his body strain but the chainsaw began to glow; "you make too much noise..." -Char spoke before using his sound mage abilities and manipulating the very sounds of the saw itself, it exploded outward and exploded the chainsaw sending the sharp edges of the saw onto the man into a shrapnel like blast that caused him to scream out in pain and run off seemingly before vanishing all together. Char's vision crew blurry and soon he could feel something wet leaking from his nose. As his blood dripped from his nose, his body felt like he had been run over by a train as he was not used to this strain of magic use. Nick popped out of the locker and grabbed Char; "What the fuck was that!...Char...CHAR! snap out of it! we gotta go!" -Nick grabbed Char with arm around his shoulder and walked with him through the rooms as it seemed the "The Red King" had vanished for now as they slowly climbed up the stone stairwell. An elevator was there and pressing it, it opened up as Nick helped Char in. He looked at the console. Chars collapsed to the floor against the elevator watching as Nick pressed the button to the ground level. "Finally we’re getting the fuck out of this place....."    -The elevator began its climb and Nick turned around but just as he did so, through the open platform of the elevator a massive hook nailed Nick in the back as the arm of the mad man appeared and grabbed Nick right out of the elevator as it was moving. Char reached out but his body was in no shape to help as he struggled to get up he limped over gazing down into the darkness hearing desperate screams from below. "NICK!!!!!!!!" -Char knew it was suicide to go back down there but as he reached the top. He found himself alone, and out in the dark night though what he did not expect was the massive flashes of police lights and loud sirens as he appeared to be at some abandoned complex. He stepped out off the platform hardly able to walk as police rushed the scene. But who or how did they know to arrive so quickly? Before Char could wrap his head around everything. He was carried off by officers and watched as a swat team took for the elevator. Char found his way to an ambulance and was instantly treated upon. Though through the paramedics and police hounding him with questions already a hand with black painted nails slid through pushing an officer to side; "No questions....you want to talk to him...you can speak to our lawyers....Charming honey.." -Her voice somehow was like music to his ears after all this time. He closed his eyes; "I tried Mal but ...I’m just not strong enough..." -Maleficent finally came fully into view of him as she reached down to grab his hand with her own; "no Char you were strong enough...it’s because you were strong I was able to find you...." -Char opened his eyes one last time before finally passing out from the pain and exhaustion; 04: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

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