Post by Tryp on Nov 12, 2006 0:49:30 GMT -5
Here's my first songfic, the lyrics are from the Billy Talent song, River Below.
River Below
A songfic about the bomb
Mr. Long had been planning this for years. His work and his discovery ushered him along the path, each day he got closer to his goal. Now what goal you may ask, would a middle aged businessman with a magical family that he supposedly doesn't know about, have? Well, many years ago Mr. Long found out the family secret, he saw his son Jake, transform into the American Dragon, in his eyes a monster. Soon Mr. Long, or Jonathan, if I may be so bold to say, began to keep an eye on his family, watching, recording, planning. He knew what he had to do, kill them, kill them all. You see he didn't just find out about his family, he found out about the whole magical world. Through his research, following his wife, daughter and son, to all kinds of magical gatherings. He found out about pixies, giants, unicorns, leprechauns, and the Huntsclan. He felt like an outsider, like he wasn't meant to be with these people. So with all of this in mind he devised a plan, a plan to get rid of them, forever. He knew that there could be magical communities all over the world, and he would destroy them all, one, by, one. And the best thing is that he knew how, the bomb, the weapon he designed for a living. Jonathan Long worked for a defense contractor, his wife and kids didn't know, they thought he was a salesman, a typical, everyday, salesman, they were wrong. He had never actually built a nuclear weapon, he just designed them, but with some help, a bribe here and there, he learned how, and he was almost ready, to set it off.
Rejected...since day one
My name is...bastard son
I've been damned...so many times I've lost count!
Blue collar...working man
Devises...master plan
Bi-polar...with a mental side arm
I'm sick and I'm twisted
I'm broken you can't fix it
Don't make me, cause I'll do it
Red button and we'll all go
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
They'll think I'm insane but you'll all know my name!
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
I'll take all the blame, the front page and the fame!
Jonathan strolled into the storage facility, his haven from work and family. He unlocked it and stepped in, the cool, stale air greeting him. He walked over to what appeared to be a large steamer trunk and slid a small panel open to reveal an electronic locking system. He punched in the code and a small hiss escaped as the top slowly opened to reveal the device beneath, his baby. He put on a pair of gloves, grabbed some tools, and went to work.
“Almost done.” he thought, “Almost done.”
Contraption...made up of
Nuts and bolts...creates the
New monster...to burn your family tree down!
Tick-tocking...times up now
Split second...the world frowns
Lonely heart...never had nobody!
I'm sick and I'm twisted
I'm broken you can't fix it
Don't make me, cause I'll do it
Red button and we'll all go
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
They'll think I'm insane but you'll all know my name!
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
I'll take all the blame, the front page and the fame!
Lao Shi was worried. In recent months he began to suspect that his daughter's husband was up to something. Jonathan began acting strange, he'd always been a bit strange but now he seemed different, more secretive, at work long after hours, up in the night a lot. Lao wasn't sure what his stepson was up to, but he needed to find out. He had followed Jonathan to this storage facility to find out for sure. After asking the clerk he followed the long, blank hallways until he found the room, 1945. He found the door was locked, but with one change to dragon form and one kick the door went down. And what Lao Shi found inside horrified him.
“Finished!” Jonathan said just as the door burst open. In walked 'Lucky' Lao Shi, his stepfather. Jonathan quickly realized his original plan had been compromised, but he thought up an easy solution. He may not have been able to destroy all magic, but New York City's population of creatures would do. If he couldn't live in a world without magic, then he just wouldn't live at all.
“What is going on here?” Lao yelled, “What are you building?”
“My masterpiece, my Mona Lisa, my David, this will be my legacy. I Have become the destroyer of worlds.” Jonathan said the moment before he reached over and pressed the bright red button. And then, the pure white flash.
I'll take all the blame
The front page and the fame
Into the river below
Into the river below
Into the river below
Into the river below
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
They'll think I'm insane but you'll all know my name!
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
I'll take all the blame, the front page and the fame!
Jake was out patrolling the city when it happened. He turned and saw the flash, and felt the heat, then he saw and felt no more. Haley was with her trainer Sun Park, they had just landed in an alley when they heard the roar of the blast, the shock wave obliterated the building they were standing next to, crushing them both. Susan Long was at a wedding reception when the building collapsed on them. Spud and Trixie were at the skate park when the world exploded around them, they didn't even have time to react. And last but certainly not least, Rose. Rose was lucky, she had been at the Huntsclan Academy when the blast occurred. She saw the explosion and had just enough time to jump under her desk. The Academy was far enough away that the blast effects were minimal and radiation was blown away by the wind. Manhattan was a wreck, Mr. Long's device had been a hydrogen bomb, the most powerful of the nuclear trio. Ironically Jonathan managed to destroy almost all magical creatures in downtown New York, yet wasn't able to destroy the Huntsclan Academy. He had in effect done their work for them. Rose and the others were transferred to a new base in Boston, their new front for their war on magic. And all across the country people were shouting the same thing, “Terrorism!”
Yeah I'll take all the blame
The front page and the fame
But you'll all know my name
And you'll think I'm insane
But you'll all know my name
But you'll think I'm insane
THE END
River Below
A songfic about the bomb
Mr. Long had been planning this for years. His work and his discovery ushered him along the path, each day he got closer to his goal. Now what goal you may ask, would a middle aged businessman with a magical family that he supposedly doesn't know about, have? Well, many years ago Mr. Long found out the family secret, he saw his son Jake, transform into the American Dragon, in his eyes a monster. Soon Mr. Long, or Jonathan, if I may be so bold to say, began to keep an eye on his family, watching, recording, planning. He knew what he had to do, kill them, kill them all. You see he didn't just find out about his family, he found out about the whole magical world. Through his research, following his wife, daughter and son, to all kinds of magical gatherings. He found out about pixies, giants, unicorns, leprechauns, and the Huntsclan. He felt like an outsider, like he wasn't meant to be with these people. So with all of this in mind he devised a plan, a plan to get rid of them, forever. He knew that there could be magical communities all over the world, and he would destroy them all, one, by, one. And the best thing is that he knew how, the bomb, the weapon he designed for a living. Jonathan Long worked for a defense contractor, his wife and kids didn't know, they thought he was a salesman, a typical, everyday, salesman, they were wrong. He had never actually built a nuclear weapon, he just designed them, but with some help, a bribe here and there, he learned how, and he was almost ready, to set it off.
Rejected...since day one
My name is...bastard son
I've been damned...so many times I've lost count!
Blue collar...working man
Devises...master plan
Bi-polar...with a mental side arm
I'm sick and I'm twisted
I'm broken you can't fix it
Don't make me, cause I'll do it
Red button and we'll all go
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
They'll think I'm insane but you'll all know my name!
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
I'll take all the blame, the front page and the fame!
Jonathan strolled into the storage facility, his haven from work and family. He unlocked it and stepped in, the cool, stale air greeting him. He walked over to what appeared to be a large steamer trunk and slid a small panel open to reveal an electronic locking system. He punched in the code and a small hiss escaped as the top slowly opened to reveal the device beneath, his baby. He put on a pair of gloves, grabbed some tools, and went to work.
“Almost done.” he thought, “Almost done.”
Contraption...made up of
Nuts and bolts...creates the
New monster...to burn your family tree down!
Tick-tocking...times up now
Split second...the world frowns
Lonely heart...never had nobody!
I'm sick and I'm twisted
I'm broken you can't fix it
Don't make me, cause I'll do it
Red button and we'll all go
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
They'll think I'm insane but you'll all know my name!
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
I'll take all the blame, the front page and the fame!
Lao Shi was worried. In recent months he began to suspect that his daughter's husband was up to something. Jonathan began acting strange, he'd always been a bit strange but now he seemed different, more secretive, at work long after hours, up in the night a lot. Lao wasn't sure what his stepson was up to, but he needed to find out. He had followed Jonathan to this storage facility to find out for sure. After asking the clerk he followed the long, blank hallways until he found the room, 1945. He found the door was locked, but with one change to dragon form and one kick the door went down. And what Lao Shi found inside horrified him.
“Finished!” Jonathan said just as the door burst open. In walked 'Lucky' Lao Shi, his stepfather. Jonathan quickly realized his original plan had been compromised, but he thought up an easy solution. He may not have been able to destroy all magic, but New York City's population of creatures would do. If he couldn't live in a world without magic, then he just wouldn't live at all.
“What is going on here?” Lao yelled, “What are you building?”
“My masterpiece, my Mona Lisa, my David, this will be my legacy. I Have become the destroyer of worlds.” Jonathan said the moment before he reached over and pressed the bright red button. And then, the pure white flash.
I'll take all the blame
The front page and the fame
Into the river below
Into the river below
Into the river below
Into the river below
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
They'll think I'm insane but you'll all know my name!
Into the river below... running from the inferno...
I'll take all the blame, the front page and the fame!
Jake was out patrolling the city when it happened. He turned and saw the flash, and felt the heat, then he saw and felt no more. Haley was with her trainer Sun Park, they had just landed in an alley when they heard the roar of the blast, the shock wave obliterated the building they were standing next to, crushing them both. Susan Long was at a wedding reception when the building collapsed on them. Spud and Trixie were at the skate park when the world exploded around them, they didn't even have time to react. And last but certainly not least, Rose. Rose was lucky, she had been at the Huntsclan Academy when the blast occurred. She saw the explosion and had just enough time to jump under her desk. The Academy was far enough away that the blast effects were minimal and radiation was blown away by the wind. Manhattan was a wreck, Mr. Long's device had been a hydrogen bomb, the most powerful of the nuclear trio. Ironically Jonathan managed to destroy almost all magical creatures in downtown New York, yet wasn't able to destroy the Huntsclan Academy. He had in effect done their work for them. Rose and the others were transferred to a new base in Boston, their new front for their war on magic. And all across the country people were shouting the same thing, “Terrorism!”
Yeah I'll take all the blame
The front page and the fame
But you'll all know my name
And you'll think I'm insane
But you'll all know my name
But you'll think I'm insane
THE END