1 Chapter 1: The Beginning

"Is it running?" Dylan asked Brian from behind the drum sets.

"Yeah-" He backed up so he could fit into the frame of the camera. "Hello, we're Dark Hearts." They all said in sync.

"I'm Dylan, I play the drums, I'm 16 and I like tacos." He spoke to the camera. Dylan had dark hair with purple ends, he had two lip piercings and a skull drawn on their face. They all had a skull drawn on their face. It resembles their group.

"Dylan. Just state your name and the instrument you play, we don't need to know everything about you," Brian told him. "Anyways, I'm Brian, main vocals, and leader." Brian had short, spiky hair. Eyeliner shaped around his eyes and a piercing on his left eyebrow.

He looked at Thomas who was too busy staring at the ground. "Thomas." He mumbled. Thomas looked up and around the room.

"Oh, I'm Thomas, I play the bass-" He held it up. "I'm pretty good." He mumbled. Thomas had long, pitch black hair which looks like it hasn't been combed out in years, he had no piercings on his face, well, you really couldn't see his face, but he did have his ears pierced.

"We are Dark Hearts and now that you know stuff about us let's get into the song we wrote. It's called 'Nightly Cry'." Brian prepared to get ready.

"1, 2, 3!" Dylan banged his two drumsticks together before playing. The sound of ruckus played from Brian's garage. Their music filled up the whole neighborhood with the banging of drums, the loud electric bass guitar, and the piercing screaming.

The end of the song came and they were all out of breath, mainly Brian, "That was our song 'Nightly Cry' hoped you liked it."Brian went to go shut off the camera.

"We did good guys, we did good." Thomas tried to flip his hair out of his face but failed.

"Let's hurry up and upload this. I got to be home before dinner.' Dylan told Brian.

"Fine, I'll upload it myself. You guys head home, I'll tell you what's going on with the video in the morning." Dylan and Thomas walked home. Brian didn't wait a second till they got out of the garage. He closed the garage door and dashed up to his room straight to his laptop.

He pulled up Youtube on his computer. He uploaded the video, he waited anxiously for the video to post. "This is taking forever. I need to sleep on this." He thought to himself. He threw himself to bed. He looked at the screen occasionally at the poorly loading screen on his laptop. He finally got to sleep on the video but still scared.