SD Gundam Fan Fiction ❯ SHOCK: Continued ❯ Break away...from expectaion ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer for the rest of the fan fiction since I am tired of typing them: I own none of the bands or the characters.

 

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Tomo jumped onstage. “Welcome to SHOCK, the concert that-”

 

BAM! Tomo was incased in a rubber ball. As he rolled forward off the stage, he revealed Neko standing there with a familiar bazooka.

 

“Hey all!” she shouted over the laughing crowd. “As my dear brother was saying, welcome back to SHOCK! Today we have a talented singer who-”

 

“Quit yapping and start the song, kitty-cat!” Tomo shouted, struggling against the rubber.

 

Neko sighed. “Here she is, the Baking Blonde, the one, the only… SAYLA!”

 

The crowd shouted as Neko ran offstage. A spotlight came down, illuminating Sayla, who was sitting on a wooden stool. She was wearing a light blue jacket, blue sneakers, jeans, and a white tee.

 

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I just stared out my window
Dreaming of a could-be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)

 

Her voice was surprisingly deep.

Trying not to reach out
But when I'd try to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me

 

Sayla got off the stool and began to sway. After a few seconds, the crowd began to follow her movements.

Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray (I would pray)
I could breakaway

Sayla tensed, than sang with all her might.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway

Sayla's voice softened, the crown now caught in her gaze.

Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway

Beautiful white wings burst from Sayla's back. It took a moment for the crowd to realize that they were real.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway

Her wings began to beat in time to the music. Every time they beat, the stage lights flashed a different color.

Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging around wild indoors
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway

Sayla tensed again and took off, flying over the crowd.

I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway

 

Sayla landed back onstage and folded her wings. The crowd was silent for a moment, then burst out in screams of approval. Sayla laughed, bowed, and waved as she left.

 

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R&R! (Don't worry; the whole thing with Sayla's wings will be discussed next chapter)

Next Chapter: I let the cast of SD Gundam Force loose on the local populace. Oops.