WildFire Chapter 17 Final Chapter

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Rose was nervous as she rode on the tour bus. They were approaching the concert hall that they were going to be performing at tonight.
This would be her first time singing in front of a large crowd outside the practice studio.

Mystic looks over towards Rose and just smile.

“First time performance jitters?”

“Yes.” Rose barely squeaked out.

“Come here, Rose.” Siren was holding her hands out for her.

Rose walks over to Siren and was embraced by her.

“You’ll do fine, sweetheart. Just imagine everyone in their underwear or wearing goofy costumes.”

Sasha starts laughing at that suggestions.

Siren gives her a dirty look.

“I’m sorry Siren.” Sasha walks over towards Rose.

“Sweetie, if you have to. Just close your eyes and sing. If nothing else, grandma and grandpa are going to be in the crowd along with your new sister. Concentrate on them and sing directly to them or sing to Siren here.”

Sasha puts her hand on Siren’s shoulder.

Rose just hugs her mothers and take a deep breathe. When they arrive at the concert hall. Rose stays close to Siren, while Wildfire does her traditional display of showing off announcing their arrival. Their instruments and other gear was already set-up on stage. Siren helps Rose change into her costume, while everyone else changes into theirs.

“Alright, let’s go and put on a show.”

Everyone walks out on stage and over to their instruments or positions.

“You ready, Wildfire?”

“Ready and waiting.” Sasha had her finger on the activation button on her guitar, ready to set off the special effects.

“Mystic, ready?”

Mystic gives that mischief smile of his to Sasha. Just as the lights come up. Wildfire strikes the first cord and a smoke cloud starts to form blocking the view of the band. As the music builds from the guitars being played by Jack of Hearts and Wildfire in addition to Mystic keyboard playing adds to the suspense. A giant fire bird starts forming from the cloud raising up from the smoke. Jacks of Hearts and Wildfire let the cords they are playing explode and the bird expands its fiery wings and explodes exposing the band as they jump right into the song. Rose and Siren’s voice match one another and the crowd goes wild as they start singing along with the band.

They build the excitement with songs from either their older stuff, which Rose knew by heart and from their new stuff that she has been practicing. She watches Siren for her cues and changes. Sasha smiles to herself as she watches her oldest daughter enjoy herself on stage.
She watches as Rose dances with Siren and the two of them grab the audience attention. Sasha tosses some of her special effects magic around Rose and Siren. The effects added to their dance and it drives the audience wild. Mystic adds a little of his special effects touches to the two of them as well.

The noise from the crowd just gets louder as Siren and Rose steal the show. The group continues to play and finally end the performance with one last hit of their song that had been remastered. Smoke raises up and engulf the stage and all of them exit from the stage. Wildfire makes the smoke explode like she did at the beginning of the concert.

When they were all back stage.

“Mom!” Gracie comes walking up and throws herself at her mother.

Sasha catches her and gazes into her youngest daughter’s eyes.

“Did you enjoy the concert sweetie?”

“You and the band were fantastic, mom.”

Tears were sliding down Sasha’s cheeks when she hears the word mom from her youngest. Something she thought she would never experience, has finally been given to her. She hugs Gracie closer to her sweat covered body. She looks over towards Rose and notice she was being held by Siren as well. The two of them looked at each other with a knowing look in their eyes and smile.

“Sasha, this came for you.”

One of the security personnel hands Sasha a postcard from Bermuda that read.

Nice concert, maybe next time you can play for me.
Adam Ludlum

“Next time Mr. Ludlum, you won’t live to walk away ever.”

As Sasha, the band and Gracie attend the after party.

The End
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I get the feeling that Adam

I get the feeling that Adam Ludlum believes because he is in Bermuda, that Sasha can't touch him. I also have a feeling that his belief doesn't really "hold water". Someone who can make magic on stage is going to "reach out and touch him" and hopefully very soon.

Great ending

The ending you gave looks like there's another story coming

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Another Story

Yep, there's another story coming.

Scarlett.jpg“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison

True

I'm working on my tenth and eleventh stories and it's hard at times to put the ideas on paper then type them out. I have to say that some of my work isn't the best but I do put all of my heart into my work.

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Doing your best

That's all you can do. Is to do the best you can. I know I have problem with grammar, and spelling and such, but not everyone is perfect. I've read some stories where I mentally have to add things that should had been added or wrote a certain way. Just post the stories and see how they do. If someone offers to help you and if you feel comfortable with them. Then that's up to you to accept their help or not.

Scarlett.jpg“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison

Re: Corrections

Re: Corrections
Often corrections are a form of praise. The reader thought well enough of your story to take TIME to note errors they found and to notify you. If you, as the author, find the message useful just drop them a simple "Thank you " and they will appreciate it. (I know, LadyDragon623 does it and this lets me know that I'm not wasting my time and I appreciate her response.)

..right on...

Your right on that I've got good and bad feed back with the good one i say thanks. it's with the bad feed back I have to really think on how to respond to the.

It's hard to grow up with a learning disability and when you write a story you'll have miss spelled words. It's really hard when you use the spell check on you word program.

I know this and have explained it to the ones that say bad things about my writing style.

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Wild fire

Truckskirt's picture

Another great Story. I have enjoyed this story and others you have written. Keep up the good work..

Gifted Greatness!!

Reading this and others from you explains the writing that you do.
Thanks!!
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alissa

I loved it

I loved it and was sorry to have it end ...please tell me what is your native tongue????

SJH

Native Tongue

Is English.

Scarlett.jpg“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison

Oh "Mr. Ludlum

Samantha Heart's picture

Is going to get his the family has powerful connections more so then ludlum's is necessary put "The Devil's Bounty hunter" on his trail *evil michivious smile* and then send him to England to let Hatter have some fun before "Wild fire's" auint fixes things lol :)

Love Samantha Renée Heart.

The Postcard

Came from Bermuda. That doesn't mean Ludlum is actually in Bermuda. In fact I'd bet the one place he isn't is Bermuda.


"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin