In an arena of 10,000 seats, the rock band JET Packs was about to start their show. The crowds were chanting their name and were going crazy. The JET Packs one of the biggest group in the era known not only for their great music but also for their lead guitarist who as powered being, a group of people who belong to the one percent of the population gifted with superhuman powers, he would often spit fire in his hands in the middle of each show making the crowd go wild. A gift the record label company exploited for their purpose.

At the backstage of the big arena, a small commotion between two roadies is currently happening. Dee, a pink haired girl, forced herself to listen to the man who was in charge of the operations a huge fellow who everyone affectionately calls "Big Mack".

She stared blankly at the man, a trait she was known for doing. Mack irritated at the girl for again not listening to him. He shouted.

"Fuck! Dee, you listening?"

"Uhh, yeah, I am. You were talking about the after party." She said as she got her head back to the real world.

"Okay, good. I'll repeat. The PA said that the band needs some things after the concert." said Mack elaborating each word in the sentence as if talking to a child.

Dee rolled her eyes.

"Why are you telling me this? I don't get it. I'm in lights and sounds. Why do I have to do it?" asked Dee, obviously not wanting to do the tedious job of an errand girl.

"Everybody is busy," Mack replied. "Look, just do the damn job. After all the shit you and your buddies have been doing since the start of the tour, you should at least do this without question." continued the large man.

"What's the PA doing? This is their job right" She insisted.

"The PA is fucking sick, okay. He accidentally ate something bad. Just go get the damn things on this list. It's really easy."

Mack handed the paper to Dee who just again stared blankly at the list. reading it as if it is the most boring thing in the world.

Another crew member—a blonde, long haired guy with a lean build and a pair of black rimmed glasses, whose face always seems to show irritation walked passed them.

Upon realizing the man's presence, Mack reached and grabbed the guy's shoulder, stopping him. The blond almost got out of balance and he tried to straighten his stand as he mumbles in irritation.

"Richie. You and Dee do this errand." ordered the big guy.

"Huh? I'm busy you know. They're waiting for me in the sound booth." Richie quickly evaded. He slaps Mack's hand out of his shoulder and stood beside Dee and further scrunched his brows in irritation. He knew Mack was up to something, so he tried to make an excuse to leave as quickly as possible.

"No, you don't. Do this errand. It's important." in Mack's further insistence.

Richie looked suspiciously at the big guy he then shifted his eyesight at the list Dee is holding.

"Wine, packs of cigarettes, and chips?! What the hell? These aren't important!" Richie said in outrage.

"He said the PA can't do it so it's up to us to do this important mission". Dee said sarcastically while doing air quotes with her hands upon the mention of word mission.

Richie raised an eyebrow as he looks at Mack.

"You want us out of the way" Richie concluded.

"What, no! These are really important." denied Mack in false conviction.

Richie and Dee just looked at the man with suspicion. They knew he was up to something. Both of them are in lights and sound, as far as they know all their job was in the stage.

The two gave Mack a piercing accusative look. About a second pass, Mack finally gave in.

"Fine!" Mack shouted in a declaration of his guilt. "Yes, I want you out of the way and I don't have to explain to you two." said the man, finally admitting the truth behind the errand. "Since the tour started, you guys broke the sound booth, made one of the lights fall on the stage with the band still standing on it and let the fans enter the dressing room. The band got harassed 5 times already this month. This is the final big show of the tour and we don't want any mess. Just do these errands and get back here before the after party starts. Okay?"

The two at stared blankly at the man. His veins are almost popping and his anger has reached a comical level that they actually were speechless.

"Fine." Dee agreed quickly after.

"What!" Richie shouted. He was still not eager to do the errand and is still insisting on his stance "Hell no! Dee and I are in lights and sound, we are not the PA. This is not our job. Make somebody else do it." he declared.

"If you don't do it, you guys are fired." said the big man plainly. His arms cross as if saying he had enough of the nonsense.

Richie looked at the Mack in contempt and said, "Like I said, we're going".

The two turned around defeated. they grumble as head outside to the parking lot where they parked their van.

"And bring Abel with you guys. That guy is worse than the two of you." the big guy shouted.

Dee stopped in her tracks, turned around and smiled at Mack.

"Yeah, we figured." shouted Dee as she waves back at Mack as if saying they understand.