Category Linkin Park
System
Chappie 1
Ok just to let you know that I got the idea for this story when I was listening to Chester Bennington's System from The Queen of The Damned soundtrack. I hope it doesn't suck big time. Thankies to go Niamh as always for betaing this baby for me.
Chapter 1
Hypnotic sounds come from the amps as Master DJ Joe Hahn works his magic to the sweaty, adrenaline fuelled crowd that, no doubt, love his music. Joe smiles to himself as he thinks that this is what he was born for, to pump the sounds out to the crowd and get them riled up and crazy.
"COME ON, DJ! PUMP THIS GOOD SHIT! PLAY IT BABY!!", a young man shouts through the crowd. Joe recognizes the voice. It belongs to a young man called Michael Shinoda. His father owns the club where Joe works and he has been there for the past two years. Mr Shinoda was keen on hiring a DJ for the opening of the club. Joe applied and has been there ever since. Mr Shinoda liked Joe's style that much that he hired him there and then and didn't even bother to audition any more DJ's. Mr Shinoda was also very impressed at how Joe managed to keep the crowds going on a heavy Saturday night. Suddenly Joe is brought out of his little thinky by someone who is trying impatiently trying to get his attention
"Sup Phe?" Joe said.
"Hey Hahn. Don't suppose you could do me a favour, could you?"
"Wait a minute and let me guess. You want me to play Public Domain's "Operation Blade" for ya."
"How did you guess?"
"Well let me think, it's the only tune you ask me to play for ya." Joe said with a grin on his face.
"That's true, so are you gonna play it for me?"
"I will put it on for you in a while."
"Thanks Hahn, you are the best." Phe said and ran off to his friends. Joe felt a surge of pride when Phe said that. He had worked very hard to get where he was today. His parents had died in a house fire when Joe was 15. He was determined to make something of his life, so instead of wallowing in self pity and grief, he knuckled down at school and excelled in every subject and then he went to do a course in musical engineering at college and earned a degree in that, and finally got the job working in the club. Soon enough he put on "Operation Blade" for Phe and quite a lot more requests and by the end of the night he was exhausted, but happy that he had managed to work the crowd the only way he knew how. He was packing up and putting all his personal belongings into his bag and ready to put it on and go home when Mike came up.
"Hey Joe, another kick ass show tonight man."
"Yeah, I heard you shouting."
Mike blushed. "Well, you know what I get like when I get into your sets. Listen, do you fancy staying for a few drinks? My dad said we could have a lock in, providing we didn't make too much noise."
"Thanks for the offer Mike, but no thanks. I need to get home. I'm dead beat."
"A'ight man, no worries."
"Later, Mike."
"Later, Hahn."
Joe was concentrating so hard on what he had to do when he got home that he didn't see the man, also not looking where he was going, walk straight towards him.
Well this is the first chappie, hope you all like it and tell me what you think. Sorry it's so short but I will try and make all my chapters longer and hopefully this fic will not be as long as TCOZ.
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