Categories > Celebrities > Motley Crue > Slaughter House Road

Abandoned Warehouse

by No_Leaf_Frantic

The gang finally gets to the warehouse.

Category: Motley Crue - Rating: NC-17 - Genres: Angst,Drama,Horror - Warnings: [V] - Published: 2008-07-29 - Updated: 2008-07-30 - 659 words

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I'm back! Again, I know I should be working on 'Interesting' and I'll update that after this, if I have time. What can I say? I get inspired randomly for different stories. On with the show!

Our heros walked down the empty road, the hot sun beating down on them. All the girls had long since pulled their hair up, except for Raine, whose hair was short and spiky and purple.

"Why is it so goddamned hot?" Vince asked in a complaining voice.

"Vince, shut the fuck up. This was your idea." Nikki snapped, sick of hearing Vince whine.

Vince stared sulkily at Nikki who glared back.

"Knock it off, you two." Mick said as he walked by.

DJ, James, Fang, Raine, and Annette snickered as they followed Mick.

Chloe sighed and shook her head. Her own band was not behaving much better.

"How much farther, Chloe?" Fang asked, catching up with the singer.

"Not much. Just over this hill." she gestured at the small hill in front of them.

"What kind of warehouse was it?" Tommy asked from his place beside Nikki.

"Well, if it's still there, it was a compound of warehouses. I don't remember what they all were 'cause there was a bunch of different ones."

"Cool." DJ nodded.

"How is that cool?" Angel asked.

DJ paused. "I have no idea."

"Awesome." Annette rolled her eyes.

The group walked over the hill and set their eyes on the sprawling warehouse compound.

"Wow. It got bigger." Chloe remarked.

"Dude, it's huge." Tommy said in awe.

The compound was made up of about thirty large grey buildings. Sitting in the front of them was a small brown building. The office. Around the whole area was a chain-link fence with barbed wire at the top of it.

"Well, are we going down or just standing here?" Vince asked as he walked down towards the entrance.

"Hey! Wait up, mutherfucker!" Tommy yelled following.

Vinces' laughter floated up to the rest of them as they followed at a more sedate pace.

Chloe lagged behind the others.

Fang glanced back, spotting her friend and waited for her to catch up.

"What's up, Synner?" she asked, calling Chloe by her nickname.

"I don't know. I just have a weird feeling about this place." Chloes' dark blue eyes narrowed.

"Come on. It's okay." Fang wrapped an arm around her friend. She knew how Chloe could be when she got into these kind of moods. Best to head it off before she became impossible to deal with.

"Yeah. I guess." Chloe still seemed uneasy as they caught up to the others.

They were gatered around the entrance in the front gate, staring out at the warehouse office. The parking lot around it was completly empty. A sign on the front gate said 'NO TRESPASSING. YOU WILL BE FINED IF YOU VIOLATE THIS WARNING. WE ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE IF ANYTHING HAPPENS IF YOU TRESPASS.

Of course everyone was ignoring the sign as they hunted for a way in as the gate had a padlock around it.

"Annette. Do you have a bobby pin?" Mick asked suddenly.

"Yeah. Why?" Annette turned her green eyes on him.

"May I borrow it for a minute?" Mick held out his hand.

Annette pulled one out of her hair. A stray red curl fell into her eyes. She pushed it behind her ear.

Mick accepted the bobby pin then reached out for the padlock.

"No way dude." Tommy said, watching Mick pick the lock.

The gang watched in stunned silence as the guitarist calmly pick the lock and hooked it on one of the chain-link squares and pushed open the gate.

He walked through and turned back to the others who were staring at him, dumbfounded.

"You coming or what?" he smirked.

The group walked through the gate and followed Mick to the office.

The gate swung omniously shut behind them.


Ending is a little cheesy, but I couldn't resist! Review!
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