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Hi. Yes, I should be working on 'Interesting', but I wanted to do this, at least the first chapter. Thanks goes to Fang AKA Slash_Addict for letting me use and abuse her in my fics. Go check out hers. They're awesome. Thanks also goes to Angel, my best friend for letting me use and abuse her too.
A little background information before we start. Slaughter House Road is a real place in Flatonia, about 2-3 hours away from San Antonio. I found the road while taking a vacation to SA. No, I didn't drive on it, I just saw a street sign for it.
About the band, Rebel Angels: Chloe (me): Lead vocals, Fang (Slash_Addict) lead guitar, Angel bass guitar, my OCs' Raine drums, Annette rhythem guitar. All girl band that isn't real. They are going on Cruefest with everyelse, but this story only has them, Motley, and Sixx AM, because anymore bands and it's going to get complicated. Enough notes. On with the show.
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The bus started shruddering hard. The bands gave each other confused glances as the bus slowed to a stop.

Kevin, the bus driver, came to the back where they were seated, goofing off, and said, "Well, looks like the engin gave out, I'm going to take a look and see what's wrong."

"Where are we?" Vince asked, flipping his hair out of his face.

"The street sign said Slaughter House Road. We're in Flatonia. About two-three hours away from San Antonio." Kevin answered.

"Charming name." Chloe rolled her eyes.

Fang snickered and grinned at her. "Sounds like your kind of place, Chloe."

Chloe flipped her off, causing everyone to laugh.

Kevin headed off the bus to go see what was wrong.

"I don't know about you guys, but I need to stretch." Tommy declared, following Kevin.

The rest of them nodded and filed off the bus behind Kevin and Tommy.

Kevin opened the hood and quickly backed away as smoke poured out.

"Well," Nikki drawled, "that sucks."

Kevin went back into the bus, intending to radio for help, only to find out the the radio wasn't working. He pulled out his cell phone. The words 'No Service' flashed on the screen.

He growled in annoyance, then walked out to where the others were standing.

"Anyone's cell phone working? Mine isn't." he asked.

They pulled out their cells, each getting the same message.'No Service'.

DJ pushed a few buttons on his. "Wait, I think I got it." He pushed a few more. "Shit. Nevrmind."

Annette mumbled, "Kneppe." under her breath.

James glanced at her. "What does that mean?"

"Finnish for fuck. I am Finnish, you know." Anette said, pushing her red hair out of her face.

"So, that's where your accent comes from. I couldn't place it." Mick said.

"Yep." she nodded.

"Well, guys. I don't know what to tell you." Kevin sighed.

"Hey Chloe." Raine said.

"What?" Cloe turned her dark blue eyes on her drummer.

"Didn't you grow up in Texas?" She asked.

"Yeah, but in Houston, not here. You know that. I only came here during the summer for vacations." Chloe tied her hair up in a ponytail. It was hot here.

"Still, do you know anything that's around here?" Fang asked.

"Um, there's a warehouse up the road a ways. I have no idea if it's still there or not though." She blinked at her friend.

"Worth a shot, I guess. What do you say, T?" Nikki slapped Tommy on the back.

"Yeah, why not?" Tommy nodded, punching Nikki in the arm with a soft thwack. "And don't hit me, asshole."

"Children, stop it." Mick scolded, a smirk on his face.

DJ, James, Vince, and Angel giggled.

"Let's go." Vince called, setting off down the road.

The Motley Group followed Vince along the side of the road, heading for the unknown.

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Well, that's it for chapter one. Thanks again to Fang and Angel! Love you guys! Review!