(Character limit forced me to post the intro paragraphs in another post.)
Cy took a peek out from behind the curtain which covered the stage. He could hardly believe what he saw; the arena was packed to bursting with people, and there was a hum of expectation as the cameras were gotten ready in order to begin the live broadcast. The presenter, Jason Hanson, was getting himself ready along with his personal assistant, nearby, and all the bands who'd made it to the final seven were backstage. Cy was nervous to the extreme; this was the big moment, which he'd daydreamed about from the minute that Nosferatu had entered the competition. Of course, the results of the vote depended entirely on how many fans that each band had gotten, both from their rise thru the ranks of the competition and from their performances on the last show. Cy crossed his fingers for luck; if Nosferatu got into the final, then they would have just one other band to beat out. He also wondered if there was time for him to go and snatch a feed. Cy was a vampire; he had already fed that day, but felt that it would at least help his nerves.
~~~Nearby, Regan was casually filing her nails and alternatively checking her makeup in her hand mirror. She was sitting down with the rest of her band, in the chairs reserved for them. She took a glance round at the other acts; as far as she was concerned, none of them really stood a chance. Regan was confident that Bane had gotten thru to the final; well, who could resist such a brillant band, with her own perfect keyboard skills and backup vocals? She also sang on a couple of songs; the only reason why she hadn't wanted to be the lead singer was all the work that it entailed. Regan felt she had better things to do rather than slave away writing out lyrics; she'd far rather reap the benefits of being in a famous band. Such as all the interviews, photoshoots, the exclusive VIP area tucked away at the back of the clubs, the fans all pouring out endless adulation; those were the things she considered important. Regan stifled a yawn as she looked pointedly at her watch; surely it was time for the show to start?