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| Wherever I Belong...; Metallica AU with a twist... James/OFC, Kirk/OFC | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: January 24, 2010, 3:50 pm (46,569 Views) | |
| Olyamet | January 5, 2011, 8:02 pm Post #481 |
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Jäger.....
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Thanks girls! @Lilith. How did I missed your comment? @Julia. Thanks, that exactly right, ying-yang! @ Lenne. Well, I guess I have to write more, so you smile more often!LOL, Love you! |
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| Olyamet | January 19, 2011, 5:13 pm Post #482 |
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Jäger.....
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Sorry for a long wait! Here is a bit more. XXXVII (Alex's POV) Budapest greeted us with rain, and of course, as Murphy's law goes, I was wearing converse shoes. By the time we got to the venue my feet were soaking wet and there was nothing I could do about it. The plane was late due to the weather, so we didn't have time to stop by the hotel, and all our luggage was sent there. All I had with me was my backpack with my work. The guys started to go over the setlist, warming up before the show, Meg made herself comfortable in the corner, going over her bags with her photo equipment, and I excused myself to the restroom. I found one in the back of a long corridor and perched myself on the sink counter. With a sigh, I took my shoes off and peeled off my socks, holding them one by one under the hot air of the hand dryer. My eyes stopped on the scar on my foot and my mind went back to my talk with James. Was it right to tell him my story? It needed to be out in the open, I couldn't have this secret between us, but... the ease with which he accepted it was a bit unsettling. Did he believe me or just decided to ignore the fact that I'm... a woman from the ancient past? Somehow, thinking about it over and over last night when he was sleeping made me think it didn't sink in his mind completely. I wish all this was simpler... I wish I could explain it better, but I couldn't. What happened to me was a mystery even to me, it was unbelievable, it was... it was crazy, and anyone in their right mind would think I'm a nut job. I ran my hand over my pendant and looked at the mirror. I am a nut job... what were you thinking telling him everything? You didn't even share it with your best friend, the one person in this world that would at least try to believe you. Would she? What would I think and how would I react if Meg was me? Would I believe her? I looked myself in the eyes and sighed. Me as I am right now, would, but me before all this... I honestly don't know. I should just avoid this topic with James, it's said and done, let him simmer with it, let it be as it is. And Meg... I'll tell her later... much later. If I know anything about her, she would pull me to some psychic, some fortune teller or someone who can hypnotize me to get to the truth. She loves that mysterious crap. No... there will be time for that later, not now... now I just have to let go of the past, both of the pasts, and just live. I pulled my almost dry socks and shoes back on and stood up. Just live, whoever you are Alexia Troy or Lady Alexia of Chersoness, all that is in the past. The door flew open and I heard voices of someone hidden from my view behind the corner of the wall. “Have you seen her yet?” “No, it doesn't matter... Who does she thinks she is, taking what I worked so hard to get? Just you wait... I'll get rid of that bitch in no time and when she's gone, I'm going in for the kill. This time he's mine and noth--” Two blondes turned the corner as I was making my way to the door and both froze in place. The taller one looked me straight in the eyes and her lips tightened into a thin line just for a split second. Then her face turned to a smile and she walked by me, humming some happy song. What is this about? Where they talking about me or Meg? I exited the restroom and looked in the direction of the tuning room. My mind snapped out of the overheard conversation when I saw James holding a smaller man pinned to the wall, holding him above the floor. What the fuck? James lowered his opponent when I started walking towards them, his face relaxing from anger to a smile as he saw me. “I thought you got lost somewhere, was about to send a search party.” “Is everything okay?” I looked at James, but he was smiling openly, no sight of anything negative on his face. “Why? Everything's just great. This is Tim, he's in our security team.” The smaller guy pulled his jacket down and stepped forward, stretching his hand to me with a smile. “Nice to meet you, Miss Troy. I'm working on getting you the VIP pass, so you'll have no problem moving around the stage and backstage. You'll need it for a few days, until everyone in the crew knows what you look like, so... so there's no mistake as to... who you are.” “Thank you Tim, it's very nice to meet you too. To tell you the truth, this all is new to me, I never imagined just how much work all this takes. I'm sorry to cause you any trouble, I'm sure you're very busy. My friend has a spare photographer badge with her, I'm kind of her assistant anyway. Would it be okay with you if I use that pass for now?” I shook his hand and he smiled again, this time it was a sincere smile. “Sure that would work even better than the VIP badge!” (James' POV) When Alex was gone for too long, I started to worry. I played the riffs on autopilot, when a sudden thought hit me. I forgot the most important thing! She would be stopped, no one except for our manager knew who she was, and even he had never seen her! Fuck! How could I be so stupid! Oh shit, what if she was escorted out? Fuck! I pulled my guitar off and ran to the door, almost knocking Tim off his feet. Just the person I need! “Tim! I need you to make a VIP pass ASAP.” “Is that for the new Edna I saw you with? Mnnn... she's a babe! I'd give her ten out of te--” His last words were stopped by my fist. Anger boiled in my blood and I pulled him up by his jacket folds, smashing his body into the wall. “Her name is Alexia Troy, and she is my girlfriend. And if you want to keep your fucking job, you'll make sure that all the crew knows who she is. She will be treated with the respect she deserves and if I ever hear anyone referring to her as Edna or anything like that, I'll rip your fucking head off your fucking shoulders. Is that clear?” I growled through my tightly clenched teeth, barely holding myself from killing him right here on the spot. “James I didn't mean.. I was just... you never said...” His face twisted in fear. “Is that fucking clear?” I pressed him harder. “Extremely clear.” He breathed out. In the corner of my eye I noticed movement and turned. Alex was walking to us with a worried expression on her face, thank God she was too far away to overhear our conversation. I put Tim down on the floor and tried to shake the last drops of anger out of my system. Deep breath... fuck! |
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| Harvester of Sorrow | January 19, 2011, 5:38 pm Post #483 |
Some Kind Of Monster
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What's with those chicks? And why do I get the feeling that something bad is about to happen? Anyway, I found it very honorable and sweet of James to stand up for Alex like he did
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| namenlos | January 19, 2011, 6:05 pm Post #484 |
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The Daft To Your Punk
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Who are those bitches? But James is really sweet for defending her.
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| Auluna Raie | January 19, 2011, 6:31 pm Post #485 |
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Shark-Tastic!
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I got the shotguns right here girls! Plus extra shells!
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| Lilith | January 19, 2011, 10:48 pm Post #486 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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Poor Tim! How was he going to know? I mean, was sweet from James, but there was a reason why the kid thought what he did, right? OMG Trouble is coming... jealous groupies! Can't wait for more! :horns2
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| Olyamet | January 20, 2011, 1:01 am Post #487 |
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Jäger.....
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Thanks girls! Those bitches sure will try, at least one of them the Evelyn... remember her? And Tim will get his reward...lol
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| tuesday's gone | January 20, 2011, 4:31 am Post #488 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Pass one over here!!! *meanwhile takes out a hand-held rocket launcher* |
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| tuesday's gone | January 20, 2011, 4:47 am Post #489 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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That BITCH!!!! Oh you can just feel the sleaziness in 100 yard perimeter!!! Is there anything worse in this world than sly, conniving, scheming, shallow, empty-headed BITCHES?! Alex is not used to this, she will definitely have problems in the beginning. But I hope she will get her act together soon enough just to show that BITCH where her place in the food chain is! I guess Alex will need some help from Meg in that, Meg's tougher, she has a more poisonous tongue. I hope she will give Alex the support and push that she needs. Unless Meg gets lost in this too. I don't think these two girls are completely aware of what lies ahead. I'm sure Kirk gets groupie attention too, he's definitely not as naive as he seems. And there's the issue of Meg's family situation and her general aversion towards publicity and spot light. Alex and Meg are definitely on a test here. Primarily in terms of their friendship. I hope they will have that in mind, they have to stick together, otherwise hell is gonna break loose. And James, he's all tough and in alpha-mode with Tim. I wonder if he'll be the same with the BITCH! She's the queen of blow jobs and he's a man. Enough said. And Alex's confession about their past will now probably come as a burden to him. Or a convenient excuse to distance himself from her. We'll need that time portal to learn him a lesson Olya, sooner or later! I love Alex's kind nature and good manners. I'm sure she'll easily win the hearts and respect of the whole crew. Maybe even Lars will take her seriously lol. But I have serious doubts about our alpha male here. He'll try, that's for sure. But will he try hard enough? Oh so many challenges ahead! Go Alex, go James, go Kirk, go Meg!!!! I root for all of you! Olya, beautiful and exciting as always! I love the Converse shoes detail (my favorite footwear...). A great and skillful way of introducing the BITCH and Tim and giving a taste of what future is going to look like for James and Alex. I can't wait for the rest!
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| Auluna Raie | January 20, 2011, 5:20 am Post #490 |
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Shark-Tastic!
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Here ya go! You also get a free army helmet with the Metallica ninja star logo on it! So you can smack a bitch in style!
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| tuesday's gone | January 20, 2011, 5:26 am Post #491 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Hell yeah! We're gonna get her so hard, the bitch won't know what hit her! *hits her helmet on your helmet instead of a high five*
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| Auluna Raie | January 20, 2011, 5:34 am Post #492 |
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Shark-Tastic!
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Remember! If you run out of shells, the shotgun makes an excellent club! |
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| Olyamet | January 22, 2011, 2:12 pm Post #493 |
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Jäger.....
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Oh no! Don't shoot the bitch yet, I need her!!! Thanks girls! Working on more, should be done today, promise!
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| Lenne13 | January 22, 2011, 7:06 pm Post #494 |
Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand!!
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Just today I stoped to reading! And, as always, I loved! How many people you have in your head, Olya? Because you can tell the story from the viewpoint of each character in an incredible way! Thank you Olya!!! I gonna wait for more! |
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| Olyamet | January 23, 2011, 12:50 pm Post #495 |
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Jäger.....
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^^^ @ Lenne. Oh, there is a lot of people there...LOL Thanks you! Thanks girls! Ready for more? (Meg's POV) By the time Danzig had finished his opening, my nerves hit the roof. We came out from the break room, making our way through the side of the stage to the bottom of it, the light blinked and went off. My hands started to shake and I felt palpable anxiety from Alex. The lights came back on and flickered, a wave of screams hit our ears, I looked at the crowd and froze dead on the top of the side stairs. Oh my fucking God... My eyes gazed over the sea of people and a very familiar feeling accompanied by a wave of nausea twisted my stomach. Alex gripped at my hand and I looked at her, reading the same thoughts in her eyes. I tried to smile and say something encouraging, but all that come out was.. “Oh, shit...” Followed by a nervous giggle. Tim, who for some reason decided to be our guard, appeared at my side and whispered, lowering his head to us. “Trust me, you'll be okay. As soon as the boys get on stage, all eyes will be set on them.” “Good... never wanted to be in the spot light. Not my thing... at all.” I gave him a half smile and let go of Alex's hand, trying my best not to fall off the stairs, following our guard and guide to the photographer's pit. “You're new at this aren't you?” Tim smiled. “Brand new... never even been anywhere by the stage. At least Alex was backstage once, with her brother... me, I never... how many people exactly are here?” “It's a football stadium, so it can hold around eleven thousand...” “Wah... I would just freeze on the stage and most likely throw up.” I turned back, looking over the crowd. Fuck... How in the Hell did the guys do that? “Just try to stay away from the rails, I'll be right here just in case some dumbass tries to get too close.” Tim smiled and I closed my eyes, giving myself a small pep-talk. Something I used to do when I was a child and I had to join my mother on big camera-filled events. Okay... they're not looking at you, they're not here for you. You can do this. You can fucking do this. Just don't look back, look on the stage and only on the stage. Think work, think great pictures, think Kirk... hot Kirk... nooo don't think that! Okay, work... angles... lights... where are the lights in here? Okay, so I have to be in the middle, that way the camera won't be blinded, I can use the stairs partially for some shots, maybe later when it's dark. Great thing the sunset is behind the stage, no accidental glares. Okay.. I can do this and I'll be great at it. (Alex's POV) When the band came out and started to play, I couldn't helped but gasp, seeing James in the completely new to me light. He came running out on the stage like a wild stallion, with his hair flying with the wind. Then took his stand up front, right above me, and I felt my heart speed up, following the riff that came hammering out from under his fingers. His voice took over my mind and I found myself taken completely, astounded and absolutely blown away by his strong presence on stage. He was the king, the conqueror, dominant with absolutely undeniable power. My mind brought the scene of the battle, in my mind the guitar in his hands turned into a sword, and I felt my lips move with a whisper. “My Lord...” By the end of the first song, I was so overwhelmed that all my emotions were clearly written on my face, and I just stood there staring at him in amazed stupor. James looked down at me, smiling, and all I could do in reply was whisper. “Wow...” He winked at me, then playfully stuck his tongue out, clearly amused by my state. Meg came out of her coma first and pulled on my sleeve. “Fuck, they're amazing! Okay, here's the plan, I shoot and hand it to you when it's full, you reload while I'm working with the second one, and if I trip and fall, for the fuck's sake grab the camera and not me.” As the show went on, I was so busy helping Meg that somehow, my own anxiety subsided. She looked concentrated on her work and I tried to do my best, reloading her cameras and keeping an eye on where she stepped. Multiple power cords stretched by the stage were bad enough, not to mention the mud from the rain that stopped right before the show started, but soon all the ground was covered in pieces of clothing, spilled drinks, plastic cups, broken bottles, and something that I couldn't even identify. Tim was by us at all times, catching thrown items and time to time shoving eager fans back behind the rail. The ease with which he was doing it surprised me a bit, he was clearly professionally trained to fight and yet he didn't do anything when James was holding him pinned to the wall. Why? What the hell happened between them? I just hope it's not the way James usually treats people who work for him. My eyes went back to James, who at the time was standing by Lars, his fist roughly smashed into the cymbal and he turned, running back to the front. So rough... so... I felt a wave of heat rising up from my stomach to my head and pulled the sides of my jacket apart, it was kind of hot in here... I pulled my jacket off and tied it around my waist. “Alex! Camera!” I heard Meg's voice by my ear. We quickly exchanged cameras and I stepped back to let her get closer to the stage, when my foot tripped over something and I felt myself falling backwards. Someone's strong arms stopped my fall, pulling me up. “You okay?” I saw Tim's face right in front of me, looking concerned. “Thanks! I really have to look where I'm stepping.” He smiled at me and at that very moment someone's white bra landed on top of his head. He looked up at it, crooking one eyebrow, I couldn't help it and snorted, bursting out in laughter. He pulled it off with a smirk and threw it back into the crowd. The show came to a short break and the band members went back stage one by one. Meg pulled me up the stairs to the back with her. “I need to change my lenses, hurry up!” This time she had no problems crossing the stage, despite the crowd screams. Her working mode took over and everything else was pushed out of her mind. In the back, I quickly unloaded films from the pockets of my jacket into one of Meg's bags. James handed his guitar to a tech and turned to me. A blonde that I'd met earlier in the restroom walked up to him with a huge smile on her face and a towel in her hands. He quickly grabbed the towel from her and walked to me, wiping his face on the way. The blonde's smile vanished off her face and she froze, staring at his back. James stopped by me, smiling. “So, Alex, what do you think? Like it so far?” He waggled his eyebrows. “It was amazing! You were like Gods, like warriors, like... just wow!” “So since we did good... can a warrior get a little reward from his Lady?” He hung the towel around his neck, then gently tilted my face up to him with both hands and lightly rubbed his lips on mine. I gasped, parting my lips and feeling drunk with a sudden adrenaline rush. My hands wrapped around his waist and he pulled me closer, giving me a tender kiss. When our lips parted, he pulled his shirt off and smiled at me as I breathed in, moving my eyes over his bare torso. He threw his tee shirt to the side and I saw it land right in the face of the restroom blonde, who was still standing there and watching us, to my surprise. She quickly pulled it down and I saw her glaring at me with undeniable hate. So... she was talking about me. I wonder who she is... My thoughts were interrupted by James' voice right by my ear. “Let's see what reward I can ask for after part two...” He stepped back and took a guitar from his tech. Wait... is he... “Are you going like this? Shirtless?” My eyes widened. “Yeah, it's unbearably hot!” “You have no idea...” My eyes swept over his figure and when they came back to his face, I saw a wicked grin playing on his lips. |
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But James is really sweet for defending her.

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8:38 PM Jul 10