The sounds of strings playing. Like the cherubs singing and dark one screaming..."She's fucking awesome!" said Edea thrashing around in front. "Edea!" Gerry yelled back trying to get her frontwoman's attention. Edea was of course hearing none of it. She bodychecked a zombie who's head rolled in. All participants kicked the head out before Edea scooped it up and put it back on the zombie's neck. The zombie cracked his neck and they both screamed in joy as they started to mosh again. "Fuck yeah!" "BREAKING SOME BONES! BREAKING SOME BONES!" sang out Satancia. "BREAKING SOME BONES! BREAKING SOME BONES!" sang back the audience in chorus. Gerry looked on, banging her head. The mood was infectious. Her lute work, lyrics, and stage presence were nothing short of transcendent. Edea and Gerry had gone every night she had played a major show. And each night they had come away impressed.
"Volt DAMN she's awesome!" Gerry yelled out as they headed back to the inn. "Okay, yeah she is...but we're only making barely above our expenses, "said Gerry. "Oh, don't worry, we gotta give it time. We're getting bigger crowds each night!" "Yeah, you forgot one part...those are the nights Satanica ISN'T playing!" yelled Gerry as they went inside the inn. "Calm your tits, Gerry!" said Edea as she slid up to the bar. "Eddy, I want us to succeed, but it's not gonna work if we can't...ya know...EAT!" yelled back Gerry. Cedric slid up to the girls. "Any troubles I can help with, ladies?" "Just a band meeting, Cedric. Can I get some of your Rib Cracker?" "Yeah, I'll have the same." "Of course, girls. First one's on the house as always." "Thanks, guy!" Edea said as she sipped at the beer. She had hated the taste for awhile but now it felt so comforting and familiar in their temporary home. "I want to thrash as much as anyone, but we still have to keep moving forward, "said Gerry as she sipped as well, "I feel like all we've done is playing our shows and then listen to Satanica...oh and you still think you can get her to join us?! You haven't done a damn thing!" "It's part of the plan..." "You seem more like her biggest fan." "It's PART of the PLAN," said Edea with greater emphais. "Okay, explain." "I'm studying everything. Her stage presence, her music, her charisma. My game is growing too. She'll see me as her equal and BEG to join us." "You need more than your bravado, Eddie," said Cedric. "What do you mean?" "You're good. You're pulling in more people each night. My patrons are having fun...and it's real profitable...but you'll need more than that. Satanica is a patron of none other than the Great Lich Lord Ozman Osbournous. It's said that he loved her music so much, he offered a Pact with her. Musical power and influence in exchange for her service." "That is," said Edea with sparkles in her eyes, "SO FUCKING COOL!" Cedric looked at Edea, seeing how unfazed she was. "Anything you do...is gonna have to go through him. After all, he comes out to see her shows regularly. He's definitely gonna be at the big show on the Full Moon Festival making the rounds" "Cedric, I could kiss you!" said Edea, "You just gave me an idea!" "Oh no..." said Gerry.
The night of the Full Moon Festival. A crowd of Amaranthine's most rocking crowd. Undead and Monstrous Beasts of all colors looking to have a thrashing time. "Are you sure about this, Eddie?" said Gerry. "Hey, I had you slip in and swap the stage positions before they were posted, right? We're in perfect position! Now let's hit it!" Edea mounted the stage with Gerry at her side. The plan was perfect. Lord Osbournous sat in his VIP booth up top. Just to her right was Satanica at center stage. No, it wasn't completely honorable, but sometimes you have to go big or go home. Satanica set up and played her big number Breaking Some Bones. As the song ended, Gerry piped up over the mic stone. "This one goes out to our Lord Osbournous and the Queen herself Satanica. It's a new one especially for you. It's called Lightning Peck 55!" she screamed as she began to shred on her Kythera.
Satanica looked at Steel Stinger, non too pleased that these newcomers were eating into her stage presence. "Those bitches..." as she saw her Lord and Patron, bobbing his skeletal head to the music. He looked to his disciple and what passed for a smirk crossed what was left of his face. "Yes, My Lord. I WILL answer this challenge." she whispered.