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The Rocknauts Part IX
By joseexist in Musings On Muses
July 19, 2010

The Rocknauts Part IX

Serene looking sprites of blue flame danced on the waters’ surface like flowers exploding open. Steam wafted all around and the energy beams streamed away in four directions, still encircling the earth. The band was silent now, all standing stoically on their stages, heads bowed. They seem an epitomization of the calm before the storm. They had weathered a few ‘man-made’ storms recently. There was still the sizzle of freed energies in the air and a slight metallic breeze scattered hot mist away.

Small white lights blinked into existence around the four stages and swelled into fist-sized balls. They fell away and were replaced by new lights. The resulting cascade fell onto the ocean and raced away between the fingers of azure fire towards the horizon. Each of the stages slid over into a respective beam and melded with it. The thrumming grew much louder and Drum began a snare roll. He accented it with rim-shots and his beam danced thru a spectrum of colors with each rapport. Guitar and Bass both hit their guitars with all strings open. Those grating tones decayed into fierce feedbacks that they let ring on. Their beams danced in multi-colored splendor. Singer was silent but his microphone was screaming along to the rest of the band with an ultra high whistle. Presently the entire length of all four beams began to rotate, sweeping around the entire globe. Singer shot away first down the length of his beam. He was followed a moment later by Drum on his own beam. Then Bass was gone down his. Guitar was the last to flit away. Four sonic booms shattered the calmness in succession. On the other side of the world they passed the sand ball, one by one. A few miles from the intersection, Singer and Drum, or Bass and Guitar spiraled around one another in opposite directions. They transited multiple mach barriers and Guitar started the intro to “Bring It On”. The four visitors zipped around the earth faster and faster. They blurred into the beams which fattened up considerably and the rest of the band kicked in.

From the decks of every ship crew members watched the dazzle just above become wide swaths of sizzling light. A few turrets took pot-shots without effect. A few missiles were fired but none could lock on to a target. Then the visitors began ‘their’ attack.

As one beam raced over the horizon it bent down in one place and collided with a destroyer. Metal degenerated into sub-atomic fire and the ocean turned to spray as surface tension gave way to the super-sonic dust that was once a steel ship. The next beam took another target and produced the same result. And so, it went on, ship after ship was obliterated in spectacular fashion. The beams were whipping down with perfect accuracy. Cracking the next sound barrier in the process and leaving only rapidly expanding clouds of grey and white mist. The visitors were picking them off one by one. All around the world, and piece by piece, mankind’s machines of war were being disintegrated. The band played on as loud as ever and never missed a beat. They were ‘bringing it on’.