(ooc: 𝔹𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 Jax's 𝕓𝕚𝕠!!)

It was a Friday night and the bar was already buzzing with activity. The smell of sweat and beer hung heavy in the air as excited chatter filled the room. I finished tuning my electric guitar, Musashi, preparing for our set to begin. Our small but loyal fanbase was gathering, drinks in hand, waiting for our performance. My eyes scanned the crowd, taking note of familiar faces as well as any newcomers who may have heard about us. As the leader of The Maddocks, it was my job to observe and assess, figuring out who might be a threat and who could become an ally.

"You ready over there, Jax?" Castiel called out from behind his drum set. I glanced back at my fiery brother, giving him a nod of confirmation. It was time to start the show. Taking a deep breath, I stepped up to the microphone and addressed the audience.

""Good evening everyone. For those who don't know us, my name is Jax and these are my brothers - we are The Maddocks. We hope you all enjoy the show.""

With that, I began shredding an opening riff on Musashi, signaling the start of our high-energy performance. The crowd roared in approval. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a new face watching intently from the back of the room. Who have we here...?