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Summary: Intro: Frodo Baggins, to drink his sorrows away, heads off to the Green Dragon Inn. Little does he know the light red dragonoid, Parker Dooley, is willing to play a tune for him. Frodo can't wait to hear the composition, if only to make his headache leave him. Challenge: Music by Themes. Music Genre: Rock n Roll. Theme: Variety.
Inspiration for Fanfic: Rock n Roll. Panic at the Disco's cover for Queen's song, "Bohemian Rhapsody".
Inspiration Theme Music for Fanfic: Queen's song, "Bohemian Rhapsody".
Warning! This chapter is Rated T for mild sensual content.
The reel began with two brothers: Sam and Dean Winchester. Sam was the kinder of the two.
Dean drove his Impala to the gas station, where he filled up the car with gas. Sam waited in the car, not knowing what dangers lay ahead.
Would that mean that something strange and supernatural was going on?
Sam checked his cell phone, making sure that he had enough bars to get him throughout the day. As he looked up, he noticed a strange wind, followed by an image of a werewolf charging straight at the car.
Sam listened to Queen's song, "Bohemian Rhapsody", as the song played on his cell phone, not knowing the dangers, if he let this werewolf escape.
"Dean! Werewolf attacks!" Sam shouted, just as the werewolf jumped at him, trying to rip the door down. "Dean!"
"Sam!" Dean called out, managing to pull out a crossbow. He shot an arrow at the creature, made out of silver. The werewolf whined, howling, before going to attack Dean. The sheer force of the blow was enough to cause Sam to attempt to work the door open.
Sam faced the camera, telling whoever was watching, "I hope you know what you are doing." He pulled out another crossbow, shooting the werewolf with a silver arrow. The werewolf ran off, leaving Dean with a werewolf bite on his arm.
Sam attempted to wrench the door free, but he failed. The werewolf had jammed it good. He had no choice. He would have to wait, but Dean couldn't wait. Sam had to help him. Sam finally yanked the door open. He ran to Dean, checking the wound.
"Let me guess. I'm a werewolf," Dean said, wincing.
"We've got to get help," Sam said, as Dean grabbed his arm.
"Wait. I think I know who to call," Dean said, right as Castiel appeared in his rain jacket, healing the wound.
"I couldn't get it all out. I'm afraid you have werewolf blood in you. You will be turned, until we find a cure," Castiel said, leaving Dean perplexed.
"Then let's go hunt for a cure," Dean said, just as the "Ghostbusters" music played in the background.
The reel shifted to Dean dancing to the music, as he transformed into a werewolf. Dean ran off for cover, waiting until the sun rose before transforming back into a human. He was cursed, but he would have to live with it.
The reel changed to more images showing Dean in his werewolf form, having a great time in the woods, before Castiel found a cure. Castiel used the golden fleece on Dean, causing Dean to no longer be cursed. He smiled, as the Ghostbusters' theme continued to play.
The reel changed again, as the Ghostbusters theme faded. A new song appeared, Elvis Presley's song, "Jailhouse Rock" played, showing Sam and Dean off fighting more baddies.
To their surprise, they ran into Scooby Doo and his gang, who were off in search of monsters.
Dean and Sam understood, but even more so when Dean took the gang inside a bar, where he ordered a drink and watched two bands battle it out on the dance floor. Dean smirked, saying, "Let the games begin."
The reel ended. The projector turned off, leaving Frodo confused and perplexed.
"So, it's a battle of the bands?" Frodo asked Seraphina and Parker.
Parker grunted with satisfaction. "I can't remember the last time it wasn't a battle of the bands."
"That's the idea! That each music genre has its own style, its own games! That's what we should do," Seraphina said.
Parker snorted, laughing, "Are you serious? We get to play games?"
"Sure. There's battle of the bands, writing competitions, food competitions, sports, whatever suits the genre," Seraphina said.
"Cool!" Frodo nodded. "When do we start?"
"Attaboy!" Seraphina said, even as the camera turned away from her to another part of the Green Dragon Inn. "Let's stop for a drink. Who wants something?"
"I do!" Parker asked, chipper.
End of Opening.