The club music blared at Vanilla Unicorn. Students from Crystal Empire High were conversing, drinking some beverages, and laughing. Vinyl Scratch wanted to make amends, and played at the student club.
Everyone danced to her beats, having a good time.
Well, everyone but one.
In an isolated table, sat a student with mariachi clothing. He was covered in black, from his sombrero to his boots. The brim of his hat covered his face, as his feet laid on the table, him leaning on the chair.
The song began to pick up, as Vinyl was getting ready to drop the bass. Everyone danced quicker, as the song got near it's climax.
Vinyl raised the roof, planning on partying until the cows came home. The song finally reached the breaking point. Vinyl saw that it was time. With her usual expertise, she pressed the button that would send the crowd crazy.
However, nothing came out.
All of a sudden, her music stopped entirely, as everything shut off.
The crowd started to murmur, and wondered about what happened.
Vinyl felt like dying. Right when the bass was about to drop, her equipment stopped immediatly.
"Ummm, sorry folks! Technical difficulties! We'll be back to partying soon."
The crowd calmed down a little, as Vinyl looked around her set.
'Strange. No sign of unplugging or frayed wires. My virus scan from a while back showed nothing. Everything should be fine.' she thought.
She pressed the on button for her laptop, and it started again.
She smiled.
'Huh. Must've been a power failure.'
"Okay everyone! We're back in business!"
The crowd of students clapped for the DJ, as she picked up where she left off.
Back at the isolated table, the lone student had a smile on his face. Below the table, his phone read "Shutdown Program Off". He lifted the brim of his sombrero up.
He stared menacingly at Vinyl Scratch.
His eyes flashed green, as he let out a fangy grin.
"Soon," he spoke in a Spanish accent. "It will be my time. And I will reign once more."
He put his phone away, as he took out his guitar.
"Soon..."