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	<title>Shardell's Journals</title>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>My Rhythm Makes The Crowd Go Dum!</title>
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	    <issued>2008-05-06T07:29:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-05-06T07:29:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-05-06T07:29:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>I am so bored right now. It is my last day in my dormitory which is kind of a bittersweet&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>shardell</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;I am so bored right now. It is my last day in my dormitory which is kind of a bittersweet thing. I'm so use to being away from home that it's going to strange to be back in my old room. I know my daddy destroyed the house. The last time I went home...I think it was for Spring Break, the house looked like a war zone, and on top of that there was so many dirty dishes that I almost puked, and  I HAD TO DO THEM! I couldn't get that. I didn't mess up the house...oh well, I guess that is the burden of being an only child (well kind of sort of  I do have a half-brother).&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;So I'm thinking about what I want to do for the summer, and I've decided to do some voluteer work...help out the community. I was thinking about getting a real job, but that would be a waste of time since I would have to quit it when I start school again next fall...so volunteer work is the way to go. I'm going to start looking for v. work this weekend I guess. Also, this summer I've decided to get into better shape, and to learn to dance, (I've been inspired) and play the guitar (I want to be a bassist.) which is a good thing. I think I'm going to become a vegetarian for awhile (Not a real one because I'll eat a little meat, I'm from Texas...so meat is going to be around alot) I've been eating nothing but vegetables for the past 4 days...(I did sneak in 10 little pieces of bacon bits on my salad, but that doesn't constitute a portion of meat does it?) I feel better I must say.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I talked to my cousin Anthony for about an hour yesterday, which was cool...(He's my favorite cousin! I'm going to name my son when I have him after him) we're so close...and we've been especially close since his daddy died. My dad and his dad who were brothers were extremely close, so I suppose Anthony and I are following in their footsteps. Out of all of the cousins Anthony and I are the strangest, we stick out like sore thumbs among the rest of them, but I guess that's what makes us cool.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I bringing this to a close because I have to do laundry.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>&quot;I see my whole future in your eyes&quot;</title>
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	    <issued>2008-05-05T07:47:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-05-05T07:47:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-05-05T07:47:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>Okay, I feel as if I'm such a strange person right now. I feel awkward. Why? You're wondering well the&nbsp;weirdest&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>shardell</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;Okay, I feel as if I'm such a strange person right now. I feel awkward. Why? You're wondering well the weirdest thing has happened and is in the process of happening. I think I'm in...love? I'm so confused right now. I'm a pretty smart person, so I'm being careful not to get &quot;lust&quot; or a &quot;crush&quot; mixed up with love, since love is a much more eternal and true concept. I won't metion the guys name, but I will say that he's is exactly like me. (I hope that isn't a shallow statement.) but seriously, I think....&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Hmm...it's so weird. When I look at him, I can truly see myself marrying him and having his child. I'm in shock. I never have been able to say that about any guy, but with him, I'm almost certain. I pray that God leads me on the right direction on how to approach this. I don't want to set myself up for deception. I won't let the guy know, becuase I'm still in the process of understanding exactly what is happening. It's hard to explain how I feel right now. It's a mix of breathlessness and then sweetness. A sweet breathlessness. If that's how love feels, than I sure have been missing out.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;This is extremely serious. I am such an tomboy at heart, no love for me, because romance and love things are girliness and weakness. I'm so weak....&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;LOL! This is a series of unfortunate events.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;This guy is something else. His eyes are a pretty brown, so warm and so inviting. His smile could light up a whole neighborhood, and he is extremely cute, and he seems so sweet! :) I can truly see my whole future in his eyes. I'm so goo goo over him, I'm actually listening to those sappy love songs...&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Man,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I'm losing it.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Now I'm probably going to change my background to those girly pink hearts backgrounds.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>&quot;I Waited For My Hope To Arrive, But It Never Came&quot;</title>
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	    <issued>2008-05-02T08:09:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-05-02T08:09:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-05-02T08:09:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>Today I have two semester exams. I got finished with my Microcomputer exam about an hour ago. It was a&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>shardell</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;Today I have two semester exams. I got finished with my Microcomputer exam about an hour ago. It was a piece of cake. We had to do a PowerPoint presentation on &quot;The Value of A Solid Education&quot;. That was super easy. Education is important, and if someone has the desire to succeed in life they are going to have to have a decent education. People with education get better jobs and have to struggle less. My reason for coming to college was to succeed. &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;So to whoever is reading this &quot;Stay in school, be cool&quot;...!&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Darn, I sound like those stupid ribbons they gave you in kindergarten. Oh well, my next exams is Social Problems. The exam is supposed to be over Sex and Prostitution...whoopdee do! My two favorite subjects....NOT! Just kidding, I've learned more in this class about the subjects then I have in life...&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I&quot;M LIVING THE STRAIGHT AND NARROW CELIBENT LIFE...(until I get married of course.)&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;A lot of people tend to ask me about what I think about premarital sex. I guess they think I'm Oprah or something. My thoughts go along with my Christian beliefs...it's best to wait until your married. I mean think about it...suppose you have had a lot of sex partners before you get married, and you do find that lucky gal or lady, and they've had a lot of sex partners..it's like both of you are sleeping with everybody they've slept with. That's kind of gross...but I'm sure my opinion will be argued. I don't want to be that way. I believe sex is something that should be shared with two people who are in LOVE and MARRIED! I mean that's what sex was created for...that and repopulating the Earth. Sex has become cheapened in our society...(I can almost hear the profanities from the readers), everyone's doing it, so it's nothing really. It's like breathing, you just do it, and that sucks! Come on people! &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I think that's why we have STD's and AIDS, we took sex from what it was supposed to be and thus we were punished for our mistakes.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;That's my opinion,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Take it our leave it!&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Shardell Thomas&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Stray Dogs and Jump Ropes</title>
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	    <issued>2008-05-01T09:33:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-05-01T09:33:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-05-01T09:33:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>Take me back to a time where there really wasn't a time</P>
<P>There was only me and you</P>
<P>Funny, thing is me&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>shardell</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;Take me back to a time where there really wasn't a time&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;There was only me and you&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Funny, thing is me and you never existed beyond the imagination of my heart.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I swear I could see your footsteps before me,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I could inhale your breath&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I could place my hand in your hand, your hand was always bigger than mine&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I could hug you tightly until all of the stuffing poured through your skin&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;And we would have unmelting snow for centuries,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;To the ones outside invisible windows we were just imaginary friends&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Destined for a tragedy of distance and uncertainty&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;because we're slaves to fate and the destiny that God has written on his forehead&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Great things come to those to who wait&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;But wondering,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; places weight on the soul&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I find I can bare it no longer&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I could write you into existence&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;But my words would only be dreams&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;And to dream is to be present from Life&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;And Life is the stone wall keeping us apart.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>CLANDESTINE SERIES: You're Crashing, But You're No Wave</title>
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	    <issued>2008-04-30T13:58:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-04-30T13:58:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-04-30T13:58:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<H2><EM>a sequel to A Little Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me, and a Prequel to "I've Got All This&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>shardell</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;H2&gt;&lt;EM&gt;a sequel to A Little Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me, and a Prequel to &quot;I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears, But None on My Fingers&quot;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;

&lt;H2&gt;Prologue&lt;/H2&gt;

&lt;DIV id=text-content&gt;You're Crashing, But You're No Wave &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Prologue: In a Different World &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Decadence and Clandestine Vampire Hunters, Inc. was apprehended by their enemies the vampires. They were immediately sent to jail, where they were to stay until their impending deaths. To futher their suffering, both groups were put on trial. William Beckett, who was the judge of their cases, made sure that any possible chance at exoneration the groups had, that they were completely wiped out. The above stated is the state of our heroes. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt;

&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt;

&lt;DIV align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;CHAPTER ONE: Baby Boy Can't Lift His Headache Head&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

&lt;DIV align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Setting: Pete sat on a wooden stool in his cell staring at his feet. He was filled with neverending anger towards his fellow vampires. He was trying desperately to understand how everyone in Chicago was in on the whole vampire masquerade, and how they managed to outsmart him and his group. Patrick who was in the cell across from Pete watches him) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (sighs) How long have we been in this dump? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (looking at a calendar on his wall) I think a month now... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I'm losing track of time... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: We all are....(raises his voice loud) Hey Andy...are you still alive down there...? &lt;BR&gt;(Andy who was sitting in a cell futher from Pat's and Pete's wakes up from sleep when hearing Pete) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (Yawns and says aloud) Yeah...I'm still here... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: How's Joe doing...? &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (looks at the cell across from him) He's still knocked out.... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Why did they have to hit him? Bastards! &lt;BR&gt;Andy: They said that he was causing too much commotion in court....interrupting Your Honor William... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: &quot;Your Honor&quot; my a**....If I wasn't locked up...oh believe me...William would taste death... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (plops down to the ground of his cell) Did you see the girls...they looked so scared...(clenches his fists) If they lay a finger on them I'll...I'll.... &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden a group of guard vampire's walk past their cells) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (glares evilly at the group) We're going to get out of here...just you wait and see...! &lt;BR&gt;(The group of Vampire's laugh at that statement as they continue down the hall eventually disappearing through so swinging double doors) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (sighs) It won't be long now... &lt;BR&gt;(Joe groans as he comes to in his cell) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (grabs his head) My head hurts...I have a major headache... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: They sure slugged you hard...why couldn't you just shut your mouth? &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (Snaps) How could I? They were disrespecting all of us...not to mention...roughing up the girls a bit...pushing them... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: You better cool it man...we're 3 steps from the guillotine... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Well...tomorrow...we're supposed to be extradited to another court... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (gets off of the wooden stool and lays out on his cot) Where? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (shrugs) Don't remember exactly...it was some &quot;C&quot; word... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Clandestine...we're going to be tried in Clandestine... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (face squinches in deep thought) Isn't that funny...Clandestine...just like the name of the girls vampire slaying group... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What are you getting at? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Maybe they were in on the whole thing? &lt;BR&gt;Joe: No...impossible...it has to be sheer coincidence... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: The girls are on our side...you saw them today... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (shakes his head yes) Yeah...you're right...it's just that...I'm having problems trusting anyone right now...(strokes his chin) Still...that name Clandestine... other than the name of the group of girls...rings a bell...I just can't remember where I first heard it from... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile in the Female sector of the prison...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Jazmine paced back and forth in her cell) &lt;BR&gt;(Lizzy who's cell was across from her stared outside of the bar filled window) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: We've been here a long time guys... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (looks at her) Yeah..I think a month now...(yawns) I'm tired of this place... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (who's two cells down from Lizzy) We're getting out of here soon guys...I feel it... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (To Loretta) How can you be so optimistic...the only way we're getting out of this dump...is losing our heads...everyone of those vampire chumps are bent on beheading us... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: I'm not losing my head! No freaking way...! &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Did you see the guys...? &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Yeah... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Even though they were being treated worse than we are...they still wanted to protect us... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (snaps) Stupid Joe! Got his butt knocked out! Always wants to play the hero...(She smiles) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: It was good to see them... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Are you talking about &quot;them&quot;? or do you actually mean &quot;him&quot;? Patrick... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (blushes) &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: It figures... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Well what about you Loretta...? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: What? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (chuckles a little bit) I saw you... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Saw me what? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (says in a sing-song voice) Looking at Andy... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Me! (insulted ) Don't be foolish! Andy? Gosh...he definately isn't my type...he's a loser...the only reason I was looking at him was to try to figure out how it is possible for someone to carry a head that big on their shoulders... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (laughing) Yeah right! &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: I'm telling the truth...I---(she stops talking when she notices a person walking down the hall toward their cells) We have company girls.... &lt;BR&gt;( As the person got near Jazmine's cell, he paused....he was a handsome man, in an adorable way...He had a round face with brilliant brown eyes, lined in eye-liner...His hair was also a chestnut brown combed to the left side of his face almost covering up one of his eyes...He was dressed in the garments of a prince. He did indeed looked like Prince Charming, all of the girls was mesmerized by him) &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (mouth drops wide open) Now that's a chunk of fineness.. &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (flashing the guy googley-eyes) Bite me...Bite me please Mr. Vampire... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Wow... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (frowns) I don't see anything intersting in him... &lt;BR&gt;Guy: (clears his throat) My name is Ryan...Ryan Ross...Prince of Clandestine... &lt;BR&gt;(All of the girls gasps (except Sarah) and squeals in delight) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: A prince...(she faints) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (looks at her and then continues talking) I have been appointed your lawyer in your case... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (regains conciousness) Our lawyer? We're so lucky! (does the happy dance) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: YAY! &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: In Clandestine you will get a fair trial...that's just how things are done in my city... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Humph! (Folds her arms) I don't trust you me myself...I mean who do you think you are coming in on something that you don't understand...For all we know you could be one of them... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: I'm not...(Flashes a smile) See? No fangs...no alterior motives...I have my personal reasons for wanting to defend you... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: What reasons? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: I'm not at liberty to discuss them with you... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (mocks him) I'm not at liberty to discuss them with you... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Attitude won't save you from death...Your best chance at survival is to listen to me...(paces back in forth in front of the girls cells) I have a lot of work on my hands...not only do I have to defend you girls...I have to defend the guys too...except I feel that one member of the guys group is going to cause trouble...Pete... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (sighs) That's typical Pete...he is always difficult...he has a good reason for it though... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (looks at her) He needs to cut it out...he cursed me out...(frowns) I could've ended his life right then and there had a chose to... &lt;BR&gt;(All of the girls look at him strangely after he finished saying what he was saying) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at the Male sector of the prison...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Pete was still yelling out obscenities even though Ryan had left and hour ago) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Those bastards sent us a kid to fight our case!? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (thinking) Maybe you overreacted...the kid looks like he knows what he's doing... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: A prince...(thinking) You know he might be what we need....for one he is the prince of the city we're going to be fighting our case at...secondly he assured us a fair trial... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (upset) I agree with Pete...I mean...that Ryan kid is nothing but a pretty boy...and to make matters worse he's going to be defending the girls too...I can hear them squealing and blushing with delight upon seeing him... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: You've got to be kidding Joe... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: What! Don't you realize the seriousness of this man! &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (shakes his head) What seriousness? &lt;BR&gt;Joe: The girls would fall in love with him...there attention would be diverted from me...&quot;Manly Joe&quot;...(he falls to his knees) CURSE YOU RYAN!!!! &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (drops his head) Joe...you are completely dense... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: The girls attention was already diverted from you in the beginning....and as far as &quot;Manly Joe&quot; goes..you're acting pretty womanly at this point.... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: WHAT!!!! &lt;BR&gt;(Andy and Joe start bickering) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Guys...stop it... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (muttering to himself) We're going to be here for awhile.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at the Female sector of the prison.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (clenching his fist) Pete...and in that fact...everyone needs to listen to what I say and follow my instructions...especially if you want freedom...and at that your lives... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Well what if we lose? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: You know very well what will happen...you will die a cruel death...and in Clandestine...dying is looked upon with fear..for you suffer...(with that he whips four cards out of his pocket) Do you know what these are? &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (looks at the cards) Queen of Heart cards...playing cards... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (chuckles) On the surface they look like playing cards...but I assure you they are much more...after all looks can be decieving...(he twidles with the cards) These cards...will decide if you live or die... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (laughs) You've got to be kidding me...they're regular cards... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (looks at Sarah) You still think that huh? Let me demonstrate...(he pulls out one card ) &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone watches him intently) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (Bends the corner of one card) &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden Sarah felt this rush of unberable pain in her chest...she screams out in pain) &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (Worried) What is going on! Sarah...! &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (To Ryan) What did you do to her? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: I did nothing...but the card did... &lt;BR&gt;(Sarah still screams in pain) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine:(Screaming at Ryan) Stop It! Stop It Please! &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Fine...(he unbends the corner of the card) &lt;BR&gt;(The pain leaves Sarah, tears stream down her face) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: I told you...these aren't regular cards...(he looks at the cards) These are each of your souls...if I would've crushed your card Sarah you would've died.... &lt;BR&gt;( Sarah grimaces at him and them flips him off) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Our soul...in those cards....? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: It's a long story...my ancestor who was Queen of Clandestine about 500 years ago...she was assassinated...these cards were a result of her death...I---(he stops suddenly) I'm talking too much...all you need to do is to listen to me...(with that he leaves, but before walking off he goes in front of Sarah's cell and stares at her for a minute or two) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (snaps) What's your problem? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (smiles) You... &lt;BR&gt;(He walks off) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (Growls) I hate him... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile in Queen Destinee's Castle in Clandestine...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Destinee sat on her throne staring blankly out into space, she is quickly shaken out of thought when her cousin Hope rushes in.) &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (annoyed) What are you about to complain to me about now? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I am not complaining Destinee...I am stating the obvious...how could you allow them to hold the mortals case here in Clandestine...? It is forbidden...the law states--- &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: The law states that I am the law...so what I say goes... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: When will you let this petty revenge thing go...? &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (sighs) When he does... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (looks at her confused) Pete's mind hasn't been on what his ancestor did to to our ancestor... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: That isn't what I'm talking about...you see...I believe cousin that I have been cursed... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Cursed? &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Yes...(stands up) Cursed...for allowing the Queen's Memory Cards to pass into his hands in the first place...you see Pete in recent months has had a bout with revenge...especially with him being turned into a vampire to begin with...I believe the seed of his revenge is the effect of the card...sure he has no recollection of what the card means...but it has been subconsciouly absorbed in his mind...more so his heart... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: What are you saying? The card has managed to become some sort of subliminal message or something? &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Exactly... (she holds her heart) My heart has been hurting alot lately...from his hatred...I feel what he feels, the sadness, the anger..pain and shame...(a tear slides down her face) I'm tormented by it...I can bear it no longer... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I warned you what would happen if you played with those cards... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (Sighs) Don't preach at me cousin... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Grandmother made sure that punishment would be attained if in fact the cards had been mistreated or used for ill-gotten purposes... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (snaps) Curse Grandmother! That wretched woman...even in the grave she manages to cause suffering on me... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (Thinking) Yet Destinee, that doesn't explain your reason for having them tried here in Clandestine... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (paces back and forth in front of her throne) I had them brought here because I want to make sure that they will die... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (gasps) &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: All of them must perish...anyone involved with Pete has an emotional tie with him...I must cut that tie and crush him....that is the only way for me to be delivered from the suffering of his feelings....(She cries) I can take the pain anymore...! (wipes her eye) So I had this purposely set up this way....(She plops back on her throne) &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (disappointed) Cousin...this bloodshed is unnecessary...those people are innocent... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Doesn't matter to me...besides why are you so suprised..? You are aware that every Queen reigning over Clandestine is evil...so you know my ways... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: You don't have to be that way though----Let them live... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (signals for the guards) Remove her from my sight...luckily you are my blood...or else I would have you slain for your outbursts...(To the guards) Remove her from my sight... &lt;BR&gt;(The guards restrain Hope and drag her out) &lt;BR&gt;Hope: You're making a mistake Destinee! A very big mistake! &lt;BR&gt;(The guards and Hope disappear around the corner. Destinee stares out blankly again...this time with a smirk on her face) &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Don't worry Pete...(she smiles) I'm going to relieve you from your pain soon enough...for I will cut the card out of your heart...like your ancestor cut the heart out of mine!&lt;/DIV&gt;

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&lt;H2&gt;Chapter Two: And Everyone's Looking For Relief&lt;/H2&gt;

&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;The following day...Pete, Patrick, Andy and Joe awoke to the yelling of guards, attacking them and handcuffing them. The guys were dragged outside of the prison and thrown into an awaiting black suv, sent to transport them to Clandestine. Likewise Loretta, Jazmine, Lizzy and Sarah woke to the same thing. They were tossed into the same Suv and sent off to Clandestine. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Are you girls ok? Did they hurt you? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (Frowns) I'm alright for now...I'm just pissed off. &lt;BR&gt;Pete: You're not the only one.... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (Blowing kisses at all of the girls) My women are safe... &lt;BR&gt;(Jazmine slaps him on the back of the head) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Do us all a favor and shut-up! &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (sighs) I really don't want to be here right now...I'm starting to regret being a vampire slayer... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Don't regret it...you did good work...you were saving people's lives...that is something that should never be regretted... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy:(smiles) Thank you... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (Staring out of a window) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (To Sarah) You alright? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (looks at him) No...not really... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I guess we all feel that way... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (looks back outside of the window) Yesterday something strange happened to me... I can't explain how or why... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (overhearing what Sarah said) Those cards! You're talking about those strange cards that Ryan had yesterday... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: You saw them too? &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Yeah we all did... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Ryan must like playing with cards...funny thing though...they all were the queen of heart card... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Those aren't regular cards... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (shaking her head in agreement) She's right... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (looking out of the window again) Ryan took one of the cards...and bent the corner of it...and out of nowhere...I felt this pain...the worst pain I ever felt...in my heart...it hurt so bad...it was as if my heart was bieng cut out of my chest...I couldn't...I couldn't breathe.... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Intriguing...didn't he say that those cards are our souls? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Yeah...he said something like that... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (eyebrows raise) You know...a couple of months ago...before I was turned into a vampire...we all of us guys were in a music group...we made this song called Saturday.... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: You guys in a music group? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (Chuckles) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What's so funny...? I have you know that I have a golden voice... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (Smiles at Patrick) I believe you... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: It's not that we don't believe you...but when I think of four guys in a band I think of boy bands...like Backstreet Boys... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (gasps) Don't compare us to them...! We surpassed them... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: What was your name? &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Fall Out Boy... &lt;BR&gt;(All of the girls laugh) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: What a funny name...but since there is more than one person in the group...shouldn't it have been Fall Out Boys...? &lt;BR&gt;Joe: No... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Anyway back on subject...we made a video for the song...and the main component used in the video was a queen of hearts card... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Really? That's a strange coincidence... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Yeah I know... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: It was an interesting concept and it made the video pretty popular...you see in the video I'm on a wild goose chase trying to stop Pete who is on a rampage...killing people and then leaving behind the queen of hearts on the corpses...he kills people with that card...(chuckles a little) I don't know where Pete got the idea from...but it was fun... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Yeah...makes me wonder where it came from too...it was such and odd idea.... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (thinking to herself) Maybe Pete is involved with the whole thing.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: (Continuing) If what Ryan claims is true about those cards...then I'm living out my worst nightmare...but I believe that it's bull to scare us... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: I'm not so sure...as soon as he bent that card...I felt that pain...at that exact moment...I don't know what's going on guys...but I fear that Clandestine...is going to be unlike anything we've faced before... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (looking at her) Speaking of coincidences...why did you girls name your group Clandestine in the first place...? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (looks sad) It wasn't our idea...Ambrosia...thought of it... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone goes silent) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I almost forgot about her.... &lt;BR&gt;Pete; (takes in a deep breath) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: I miss her... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: We all do... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (wipes a tear quickly from his eye) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (clears his throat) Well...um...I wonder what made her think of a name like that...? &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: I asked her that one time...she got pretty anxious about it and completely by passed the question...didn't answer of course... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Hmm...seems as if she was hiding something...but what? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: If you're suggesting that she had something to do with us bieng in this mess...you better take that thought back...she wouldn't dare put us in harms way... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (looks at her concerned) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: That is what you were suggesting Pete? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: No! I know that she wouldn't but apparently she was hiding something...and maybe that something could help us... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Maybe everything is connected...Pete first of all you and your music video...Ryan's card...Ambrosia being anxious about the name Clandestine...I--- &lt;BR&gt;(The Suv stopped in front of huge metal gates...engraved on the gates was the word Clandestine...and on the front of the gates was a picture of the Queen of Hearts card) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What is up with these people's obsession with that card... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (grimaces and grasps her heart) That pain again...it hurts... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: What? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (was about to help Sarah but then the pain rushed through him also) I...feel....I feel it... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Guys are you ok? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile behind a tree about 12 feet away from the Suv. A person in a pink cloak, peeped...the person held on tightly to a crossbow and looked on at the suv... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;Person in the Cloak: (mutters to herself) It won't be long now... &lt;BR&gt;(The gates open and the Suv drives in) &lt;BR&gt;Person in the cloak: In time...in time they will understand...they will understand the great mistake I made... &lt;BR&gt;(The person removes the hood from her face. It was Ambrosia.) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (a tear slides down her face) Will they forgive me? Will he forgive me...(she looks up at the sky) I will correct this terrible thing I've done...before it is too late... &lt;BR&gt;(She takes off running into some woods)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;In Clandestine (In front of Queen Destinee's castle)&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(The guards orders everyone out of the vehicle) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (mouth wide open) This place is huge... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Yeah...I wonder who lives here... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (struggles to free himself from the handcuffs) &lt;BR&gt;Guard: It's no use you idiot...! &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (hisses at him) &lt;BR&gt;Guard: (looks at Pete and smiles evilly) Ah...and so what they say about Clandestine is true... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: What are you talking about? &lt;BR&gt;Guard: Your fangs...they're gone... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: What? &lt;BR&gt;(They all look at Pete and notices that his fangs are gone..his teeth are back to normal) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Dude...he's telling the truth... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (gasps and rubs his index finger against his teeth, there were no fangs) What? &lt;BR&gt;Guard: The magic of Clandestine...all illness...disease...imperfections...diminish... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick:(squints his eyes) My eyes...these glasses hurt my eyes...(he takes them off) Hey...I can see...I really can see... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Really? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Yeah really... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (gets excited as he glances into a mirror) Our looks are enhanced too...I mean I was hot before...now I'm super hot! &lt;BR&gt;(Jazmine looks into the mirror) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine:What are you talking about?(She looks into the mirror) Wow! look at us... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Why are we changing? &lt;BR&gt;Guard: Simply...the Queen orders it and (he whispers) She is vain...so she didn't want flaws in her kingdom... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Well I sure ain't complaining... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (looks at him) You look great... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (chuckles and snorts a little) You too...very beautiful... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta:(blushes) &lt;BR&gt;Pete:I wanted to be turned back to normal...for so long...this...this is a miricle (and he smiles) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Man...Pete smiled... &lt;BR&gt;Guard: (snaps) You guys need to straighten up...and don't forget why you're here...you are to be tried and if found guilty killed...(he then looks at them and says to them in a kind voice) Enjoy your happiness...even though I am apart of the opposition...I still wish you well... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Thank you.... &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden bells start ringing) &lt;BR&gt;Guard: She comes...show your honor...by bowing... &lt;BR&gt;(Destinee in all her glory...stood on the steps of her castle. Her decorative robes were fluttering in the wind...A crown...embellished in diamonds glimmered against the rays of the sun...Her hair in long black curly locks rained down her shoulders. Her brown eyes lined in black eyeliner mixed in with glitter...shone brilliantly against her caramel face. She smiled) &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone bowed out of respect) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: I am in love!!!!! &lt;BR&gt;(Jazmine punches him in the stomach) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: It's just your imagination... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Ow...love hurts... &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee: No need to bow before me...you are my guests...come...guards release them from their chains...they aren't animals... &lt;BR&gt;Guard: What if they run? &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee: They will die...everyone knows that they are outsiders and if they would attempt an escape they would die for everyone in Clandestine recieved the order to kill them...(Smiles) Our town isn't two welcoming when it comes to murderers... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: What do you mean by that? &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee: You are murderers right? Am I correct? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: No...we're not even close to being that ma'am... &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee: But you did kill vampires right? &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Yes...we did... &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee: Well then you are murderers...when you kill someone you are a murderer...you take lives.... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: The way you say it makes it sound like a bad thing...these vampires deserved to die...they were harming innocent people...turning them into vampires or even killing them.... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: They even turned Pete...(points at Pete) Into one of them... &lt;BR&gt;(Pete looks at the queen and then looks away) &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee: (smiles at Pete) So you were one of them...why did you kill your own people...? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (snaps) They weren't my people...and they deserved every bit of suffering we put upon them! and william...had I not been arrested would've died a horrible death.... &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee:(thinking to herself) He is so vengeful...if he keeps on with his hatred...he'll kill us both...I must kill him quickly or else I will suffer with his feelings forever... (she musters up a smile) Enough talk...at least until dinner...come...come all of you... &lt;BR&gt;(Pete, Andy, Joe, Patrick, Lizzy, Jazmine, Loretta and Sarah make their way up the steps toward the Queen...) &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (examines each of them) You are a beautiful now...but those wretched clothes...(she claps her hand signaling for her maids to come...) &lt;BR&gt;Queen: Give them better clothes...finer clothes...and burn these...I don't want filth tracking through my halls...You can almost smell the &quot;murder&quot; dripping off of them... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (whispers to Sarah) What does she mean that she can &quot;smell murder dripping off of them&quot;... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: I'm not even going to wonder why...this place is strange enough... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (To the group) Follow these maids and they will assist you to your respective rooms... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Rooms? Aren't we suppose to be in prison... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (laughs) We have no prisons here in Clandestine...after all you aren't animals and shouldn't be caged... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Strange... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: Your concept of prison...in Clandestine...means my castle...you will have luxury... &lt;BR&gt;Joe:(amazed) In that case I should've went to your prison a long time ago... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: Don't get excited just yet...this isn't a vacation...traditionally a person sent here to my castle is condemned to death...coming here means you are to die! &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone gasps) &lt;BR&gt;Queen: No one likes coming here for the fact...but don't worry...your sentence hasn't been decided yet...For I am the judge and haven't reached my decision...today at dinner...I want you guys to plead your case...(she then flashes Pete and evil look before walking ahead of them disappearing behind the double doors) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: What was that look for... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (excitedly pushes past the group) Who cares? I'm going to live it up before I die it down... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: We're not going to die...I just have this feeling.... &lt;BR&gt;(The group of maids lead them into the castle) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Meanwhile in a cemetery...Ambrosia stood in front of a grave &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Why didn't I just tell the truth from the beginning...?(sighs) (Hope walks up behind her) &lt;BR&gt;Hope: There you are dear cousin...I figured that you would be here... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia:(alarmed) &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Don't worry...I am alone...and have no desire to alert Destinee... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Do you realize what I've done Hope? An innocent man and his friends will die...because of my lies...He will never forgive me... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (pats her on the back) You cannot blame yourself for something you did a long time ago... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I can...and must blame myself...and to make matters worse...I decieved my sister and made her believe in a story that never happened...I created cards...that are evil...driven by my revenge.... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (smiling) I always gave my self credit for bieng a great storyteller...I mean...I always loved spinning yarns of imagination and adventure...and hatred and romance...you know telling stories is my passion...but I have forgotten an important thing about this gift... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (shakes her head) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I had forgotten that I live in Clandestine...and here in Clandestine all things are possible...if you wish it...so be it...especially if you're royalty...(she walks off a few feet from her cousin) I didn't want to be queen...I didn't want to be here...I wanted to be free...I wanted to go to a place where I won't be regarded as &quot;Her Majesty&quot; or talked about with unwavering devotion...I didn't want people to bow to me...I wanted to be normal... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: What a foolish thing to want.... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I thought that too...until I met him... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Pete...that's who &quot;him&quot; is? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Yes...when I first met him...I felt so guilty because I was the reason why he became a vampire...I'm the reason that he lives in hatred and anger and neverending misery...I am responsible....because I wrote this story...with my gift...I wrote a terrible story for him and other people...innocent people....I wanted to write a story for myself...and since everything I say or write comes true...I wrote a tale of vampires...feasting on the souls of innocent people...in a world way different from mine...William...who I set as the great antagonist in the story would harm innocent lives...and I would be the protagonists...me and some other characters...and we would save everyone from his evil... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: You were forbidden from writing stories Ambrosia...why did you break that law? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I couldn't help it... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: So Pete is the main character in your tale...? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I believe so...I remember Destinee mentioning him before I left... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: You believe so? Don't you know for certain....? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: No because I never finished the story.... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: What? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I never finished it...I went to the other world...and my story went exactly as I had written it...I found my team...the team I created in the story...Jazmine, Sarah, Loretta and Lizzy...and as written we slayed vampires...just like I wanted to go...at the precise time...but after I had written about them...I stopped... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Uh...oh.... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Uh...oh exactly...although I never finished my story...someone added chapters...someone added Pete into it and his friends....they had written how my group and his group had been eventually arrested and brought here....(she looks serious) I promise you...my story wasn't meant to go this way...someone stole my journal and begin writing in it...which is a big no...no... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I know who did it too...Destinee...she hates Pete for some reason that I will never figure out...she said something about feeling his emotions &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Through those cards...when both exposed both spirits become one...it makes since....I was so stupid for making those things up... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: You gave her a loaded gun...and she's going to c**k it and pull it... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (falls to her knees) If he and his friends die...I am going to be responsible... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Hmm...maybe there is a way you can save them... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (looks up) How's that? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: You have to write the conclusion...Pete is still alive and his friends...apparently the story hasn't been completed yet....we have a little time... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia:(Jumps up) Yes! That's what I must do...you are so wise Hope... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (grabs Ambrosiaby the hand) Let's go...right now...they are having dinner and probably pleading their cases...if I know Destinee...she would want to wipe them out as quick as possible.... &lt;/DIV&gt;

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&lt;DIV&gt;Back at the Queen's Castle... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone sat around this huge banqueting table...it was running over with food and drink...) &lt;BR&gt;Queen: Eat...eat...my friends... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (shoving a huge chicken leg in his mouth) SAY NO TO JENNY CRAIG! (he starts shoveling food into his mouth) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine:(frowns at him) Have you no shame for your lousy table manners...? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (eating) This is the best food I've ever tasted.... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Me too... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (eating and apple) Everything tasted better here...it's like everythings enhanced... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (eating soup) Yes...yes.. &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden trumpets go off...everybody stops eating) &lt;BR&gt;Crier: All Hail Prince Ryan... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (starts frowning immediately) &lt;BR&gt;(Ryan walks in, in all his handsomeness...flashing smiles at everybody) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: What's he's so happy about...stupid jerk! &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: It is him...(elbows Sarah) It is Price Ryan.... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: You mean Prince a*****e! &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Oh come on Sarah...quit bieng that way... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (handing Andy a napkin) You've got mashed potatoes in your beard dude... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (takes it) Thanks.... &lt;BR&gt;(Sarah then notices there's and empty seat by her) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (panicking) Oh lord...(cross her fingers) Don't let him sit by me...Don't let him sit by me... &lt;BR&gt;(Ryan bows before Destinee and then proceeds towards Sarah's direction. ) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Oh no please don't sit by me... &lt;BR&gt;(Ryan pulls the chair out next to Sarah and sits down) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (smiling at her) How are you today... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Hmm...I feel like kicking your--- &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (aloud to everyone at the table) Asking questions is what I hate to do least in life...so instead I just want you to tell me what you feel will justify your reason to still have life...what should spare you from the guillotine...? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I'm too pretty to die... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: HEY!!! That was supposed to be my line... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (pulls out some pamphlets of paper, he thumbs through it) Ah...&quot;Asking questions is what I hate to do least in life....what should I spare you from the guillotine...?&quot; (mutters to himself) Joe...I'm too pretty to die...(smiles and looks up) Hmm so you were right! I got ahead of myself in the script! &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Stick to the script you embeciles... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (clears his throat) I'm too pretty to die.... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (laughs) YOU IDIOT!!!! what a dumb excuse...anyone else with an IQ bigger than their shoe size speak... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Well we should live because we saved people's lives...sometimes in order to save life...you have to take the lives of bad people... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Queen: Who made you a judge of character...what makes you think that they were bad people...? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Easy! Because they hurt innocent people... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (sighs) Now were back to where we started...you claim that the people who died were innocent...how can that be...I have watched you world...I have seen how people hate there....and hurt peoples feelings...and steal and kill...and destroy each other without mercy...everyone in your world has that quality...so then are they &quot;really&quot; innocent... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone is silent) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: You do have a point...I mean we are humans...we have our flaws... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: Then they were not innocent... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (slams his fist down on the table) Enough of this crap...those vampires deserved everything they got...they punished others...and we punished them...it's a dog eat dog world where I'm from...it's kill or be killed...predator and prey...they preyed on people that did nothing to them...and so death was a justifiable reward... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (Smiles) Really Pete? Do you believe that? Lets say that you hadn't been bitten...would you still have saved peoples lives...would you have spared them from the vampires? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (thinking) &lt;BR&gt;Queen: That would be a no...why couldn't you have seen the good in bieng a vampire instead of the evils...when you became a vampire...you gained courage...not that of a mere human bieng who is fearful of almost anything...but you when you became a vampire...you were more determined had more purpose...you helped people...right? Or so you guys claimed that you did... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: There is no good in being a vampire...Pete suffered daily because of it... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (laughs) Poor...poor Pete...I guess you've got a taste of your own medicine...your hatred caused you to kill others who thirsted the same that you did...and unlike you they deprived themselves of nothing...but you who held in your thirst were never satisfied...so I believe...that your reason for killing vampires wasn't because you were being saintly like helping others...it was because you wanted what they had...blood... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: That's enough ma'am.... &lt;BR&gt;(Pete trembled in anger) &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (pointing at Pete) Therefore making you guilty of death... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Ma'am that isn't true...Pete was in it to help others... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: Do you honestly believe that? He was in it for revenge and for jealousy...am I right Pete? If so speak up... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (yelling) I don't have to justify myself to you...do whatever you will... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: What a tempting offer.... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Destinee....allow me to plead the case of my clients... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (nods her head at Ryan signaling him to continue) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (Stands up) It is true...that my clients done unjustifiable acts.... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Unjustifiable... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: We had every right to do what we did! &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Silence.... &lt;BR&gt;(The girls get quiet) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: But we have to keep in mind...that in their world...this is the way they handle things. If you kill someone likewise you must die....it's a game of fairness and punishment. The vampires...were harming people who did nothing to them...forcing themselves upon thier society...crushing order...so it is necessary that my clients stood up to them...trying to correct wrongs...and my Queen I know that you aren't unfamiliar with that concept...for you have attempted to correct many wrongs.... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (eyebrows raise) What...? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: You know what I'm talking about... &lt;BR&gt;Queen: (a little nervous) I don't Ryan... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Allow me to jog your memory and better yet Pete's memory... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (snaps at Ryan) What are you running your head about? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Before I continue arguing your case....allow us to get reintroduced...Pete you have met Queen Destinee before... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (looks at Destinee) I never have.... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Hmm...just as I figured...she erased your memory of her... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: What? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: To better plead your case so you can go back home...you need to remember somethings....maybe this situation that you're in will become clearer to you... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (to Patrick) What...what is going on? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I'm trying to figure that out myself... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: I hope he doesn't whip those cards out again... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (pulls out a golden alarm clock) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: What's he doing with that thing? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (waves his index finger in front of the clock in a counter-clockwise motion) It's time to turn back time.... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (rushes at Ryan) Nooooo....(but instantly freezes in place) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: What happened to her? &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden a bright light engulfed the entire palace) &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: I feel....funny.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile outside of the castle... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Hope and Ambrosia shielded their eyes from the bright light) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: What's going on in there? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Continuum...someone's turning back time... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Destinee? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: No...I don't think that she would...she wouldn't want Pete to remember her... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: We have to get in there... &lt;BR&gt;(Both girls run quickly into the door of the castle) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;So basically to save space and to give my brain a break I'll simply type what happened when Ryan did without dialog from the characters... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ryan turned back time...reminding Pete of the queen of heart cards and how he had killed many people earlier with the same cards....Pete slowly began to remember what happened. It came back to his memory, how Patrick had tried desperately to stop him, but eventually Pete got rid of him to. Pete remembered how he also died when he pulled out the final card. He remebered Destinee and how she appeared to him in a club while the boys were performing on stage.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Back to the Present.... &lt;BR&gt;(Ryan placed the clock back into his jacket) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Now that that is out of the way...how do you guys feel? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I feel like killing you! (He points at Destinee) You caused me to hurt everyone that I cared about...you and those damn cards! &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Yeah...I remember now... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (looking at Pete) You killed me! (falls to his knees) Killed by my own friend...there truly is no justice for &quot;Manly Joe&quot;! &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: This is some crazy s**t! &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Oh my...(places her hand on her mouth) So you guys really were a band...? &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (shakes his head) I'm so confused.... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: But it makes sense...it clears everything up... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: She evil... &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee: Takes one to know one! (She storms back to her seat) I did what I had to do to get revenge...I did what I had to do to rule the world... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I'm glad that your plan failed... &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee: It only failed because I wanted it too...you ought to be grateful...that I allowed you to live.... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: You didn't allow anything! &lt;BR&gt;Queen Destinee:Really now Pete!? Hmm lets examine that statement...I allowed you guys to get arrested....and to come here to take your lives....I made a big mistake letting you guys live...I should've got rid of you when I had the chance.... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Enough babbling Destinee...you can't take their lives now...they are innocent....but you on the other hand...are guilty... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (laughs) Fool...you have no idea...! But you will have an idea...soon enough....(she pulls out a journal) You see this people? This is your fate...and I (pull out a pen) Hold the pen...I can write your salvation and your destruction... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (eyes widen in fear) The Book.... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: What is that Ryan? What is that? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: I thought that it was legend but....it is real &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone starts getting worried) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What? &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: That is Ambrosia's book... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Ambrosia? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Her book? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: I figured that she played a part in it... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Princess Ambrosia of Clandestine....she was a master storyteller...anything she wrote in that notebook came true...though she had no magic...her imagination was so strong...that things came to pass....Destinee must've have stolen it from her.... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Ambrosia a princess... ?&lt;BR&gt;Andy: So if everything she wrote came true....then &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (laughs) This book is powerful...and up until now I wrote your lives...I wrote that you came here to Clandestine....and you are here... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: She wants to kill you! She is going to write that she kills you.... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: What? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: It makes sense now... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: My stupid half-sister was unaware of the power that she had...especially in her mind...anything she wanted...she could write it and would have...so she wrote that vampires attack another world and that she would go and save it....she didn't want to be queen...so she wrote a story for herself... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Then that means... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: She is responsible for you becoming a vampire...she created William out of her imagination...he would be her enemy and she would kill him along with her group of friends... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Us... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Exactly...you are characters in her mind.... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: So we really don't exist? &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (chuckles) To an extent...but once she realized that her story caused you ...Pete to become a vampire...she wanted to correct her mistake...that night she disappeared...she was trying to come to Clandestine to retrieve her book...but i beat her to the punch...and wrote that she gets captured by William...and bitten...then I got her before she could come and worn you guys...and so now we're here...and it is the end...once I finish three more sentences...you will perish... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (charges towards her, but she points her hand at him sending out a bolt of light throwing he up against a wall, Everyone assists him) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: She's too powerful... &lt;BR&gt;(Ambrosia runs in with her crossbow...Hope ran behind her, Destinee was about to write_ &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Not so fast Destinee....! &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (Looks up) Ah...so we meet again sister...nice to see you again! &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Give me the notebook...your job is done... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (laughs) As if I will.... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Then I will kill you for it.... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (Stands up) Now that is what I had hope you would say...(She whips out this double blade sword) &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone was about to help but Ryan pushed them back) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Stay out of this... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Ambrosia.... &lt;BR&gt;Shardell: (Looks at him) I'm sorry about what I did...so now I'm going to make it up to you...even if it kills me....(she then charges toward Destinee...for some reason her crossbow changes into a sword, both girls charge at each other with blades drawn...they each cut each other...sending some blood splattering on the stone floor. Ambrosia's arm has a long cut down it while Destinee's arm endured the same pain.) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: She's hurt! &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: We've gotta--- &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Stay out of this! &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Forget this (She pushes past Ryan who grabs her arm) &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: Not so fast my lov---(clears throat) I mean loser! &lt;BR&gt;(Destinee and Shardell are engaged in tough battle. They are fighting like mad ninjas flying all over the place...knocking eachother through walls) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: This is so better than Star Wars! &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (mutters to himself) Ambrosia...I...(clenches his fists) Forgive you.... &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden a bright light shined engulfing the building in light again) &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (Smiles) He forgave... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: What? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: He overcome his revenge...the cards have no power.... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (Scowls) What?(She stops and looks at Pete, she had kept her eye off of Ambrosia who had flew up over her head with crossbow drawn she shots and arrow hitting Destinee in the back...Destinee falls to her knees and falls face forward, a clove of black smoke engulfed her, she disappered) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Farewell sister...(she kneels down by the throne and grabs her journal and pen) &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone runs to her) &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: You're injured pretty bad...are you ok...? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I'll be fine now that you guys are.... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: That was tough to watch... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I know... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Ambrosiahow could you write things like this? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I just wanted to belong somewhere and to do something good for once...I let my imagination get to me...but it will never happen again...I promise...I'm destroying this book... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Where is Destinee going? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: We all know.... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Again I'm so--- &lt;BR&gt;(Pete pushes past the group and stands in front of Ambrosia frowning) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: You can kill me if you want...it is understood and I will not hate you for it--- &lt;BR&gt;(Pete hugs her) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Wha--? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I learned a valuable lesson out of your story...even though it caused me pain.... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: What's that? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Regardless of what happens...I should always forgive... &lt;BR&gt;Ryan: (claps) Well done...now Ambrosia if you would do us the honors of finishing your story.... &lt;BR&gt;(Ambrosia smiles and then proceeds to write, Joe looks over her shoulder) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Yo Ambrosia...would you write that I end up bieng loved by all of the girls in the group and that they are amazed at the endless beauty that is me!? &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (grabs him by the ear) We are amazed at the endless stupidity you have... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone laughs) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (Finishes scribbling) There all finished... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What did you write...? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (laughs) It's a secret...until time...come on...lets get out of this place... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Everyone leaves Clandestine, as they leave you can see a hooded, cloaked figure walking further behind them...) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Hooded figure: (singing in a male voice) You're a canary...I'm a coalmine...cause sorrow is all the rage...(he laughs as he disappears in thin air) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thank Goodness that that stories over!!! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;THE END&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

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		  <entry>
	    <title>CLANDESTINE SERIES:A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me</title>
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	    <issued>2008-04-30T13:38:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-04-30T13:38:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-04-30T13:38:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P><EM>"A sequel to Saturday Explained, and a prequel to "You're Crashing, But You're No Wave"</EM></P>
<P><STRONG>CHAPTER ONE: SO YOU SAY, WHAT&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>shardell</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&quot;A sequel to Saturday Explained, and a prequel to &quot;You're Crashing, But You're No Wave&quot;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;CHAPTER ONE: SO YOU SAY, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? KISS HER, KISS HER&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Setting: Kissing Banks make out spot...5 miles out side of Chicago. Andy and his girlfriend sat alone in a Grand Torino, over looking the city. They were about to kiss each other when three hungry looking vampire's jump onto the hood of the car...Andy's girlfriend screams as one of the vampires (a male) punches in through the window trying to reach for her. Out of nowhere a flash of fire comes out consuming the vampire, Joe is at the other end of the fire holding a freakishly large gun. A blonde female vampire obviously pissed at what Joe did to her friend, was about to jump out at him, Joe was about to shot her but his gun locks up..luckily Pete flies out tackling the female to the ground clawing at her viciously killing her.)&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (jumps up eying everyone around him with a look of disappointment, Patrick has now joined the group) You call yourself hunters? &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone looks at him with a mild look of fear pointing their guns at him. Pete flashes another disapproving glance at them before leaping over the ledge) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (calling after him) Well next time you be the bait... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Later on in Decadence Vampire Slayers Headquaters...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick sat in front of a huge television screen watching footage from that night's vampire slaying. He then pulls out a phone which flashes a picture of the blonde vampire. He then grabs a pen and begins to jot down notes in his journal... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (writing in his journal) Case #180 3-A...we first see the unraveling...I've watched him...change...(he then looks at Pete who is at a table in the kitchen rapidly chopping up cloves of garlic) I've been able to keep him at peace with the blend I've created...(Pete then tosses the garlic piecies into a blender and then gets a solution that's in a small nail polish bottle at first but then turns into a large bottle, he dumps it in and then starts blending it) but even that seems to be failing...he spends every waking hour plotting revenge against those who turned him, those who walk in the shadowy places forgotten by the sun...(Pete flashes his fangs before taking a big gulp of the ruby red substance he created, some of the solution spills on both sides of his mouth) he hates all of them...but they live in fear of him... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Pete lets out a satisfying sigh as he slams down the blender jar) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (snaps) We're not working fast enough! &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (puts down his pen) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: We've been hunting for 5 months now and still no sign of William...this is pissing me off...! &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Calm down man...we'll find him... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (angry) How can I calm down!? Look at me...look at what I am...I'm a monster...do you know how it feels to be me right now...? the hunger that seems to grow everday...?the desire to harm innocent people just for blood...it sucks... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (sighs) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I have to find him...and when I do...I'm going to make him pay ten times worse...I will be his worst nightmare...(with that he storms off) It's almost sunrise...(yawns) I'm tired... &lt;BR&gt;(Joe and Andy come out of the living room to where Patrick is sitting) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: I hate to seem him that way... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: He's angry all of the time now...(whispers) And you know...I find that I'm getting more afraid for my safety now... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I think he's afraid for our safety too...I mean one day he could snap...and well we'll end up like him...I've been trying to find ways to strengthen to formula but...I haven't came up with anything... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (shakes his head) What if Pete tried to attack us? What would we do? Would we--- &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (knowing what he was going to say) No...it won't come to that...Pete's our friend we can't even consider that as a choice... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;Pete lay in a trunk listening to the others... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (sighs) It would come to that point...(he then closes the lid to the trunk, shutting himself inside) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;At that same time in Clandestine Headquarters... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Clandestine Headquarters is made up of a team of elite women vampire slayers. The group consists of Ambrosia, Jazmine, Becca, Loretta and Sarah. All of the girls sit in their living room in deep meeting.) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (twiddling a small knife in her hands) Are you sure that you saw what you saw Jazmine? There are other hunters...? &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (Shakes her head yes) Oh yeah...I was watching them behind a boulder...they killed three vampires tonight... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (sighs) They're moving into our territory... &lt;BR&gt;Becca: (jumps up) Unacceptable...we can't have measly chumps sliding in on our work...I've slain hundreds of vampires and am more than capable to continue my progress without interruption... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: I say we crush the competition... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (to the group) There was something else I saw about these guys that alarmed me... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: What's that? &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Well...they were actually 4 vampires at the scene...but they let one of them live...it was as if they knew him or something.... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone looks at everyone else confused) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Let him live? Are they foolish...? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: They are indeed fools...getting rid of them should be a walk in the park... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: But there is more...this certain vampire...slayed one of his own... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone gasped) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Well that is indeed strange...vampires usually stick up for their own... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Hmm...so he does exist... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: What do you mean Ambrosia...? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Well while working undercover one night...I overheard some vampires mentioning a guy by the name of Pete...they spoke of him with fear...warned each other to beware of him because he would kill them...(she stares out) I saw a him too... he saved this girl's life... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Flashback.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Ambrosia is walking along the sidewalk...fake fangs are in her mouth as she monitors a group...) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Vampire: Beware of Pete...he is one of us...but he seeks to kill us all through revenge... &lt;BR&gt;(He looks around...he then looks up at a building on a roof t)LOOK THERE HE IS! &lt;BR&gt;(The other vampire's scatter. Pete jumps from the roof and lands gracefully on the ground) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (Screaming) Where's William? &lt;BR&gt;(A buff vampire comes out of nowhere followed by a posse...you can hear a female crying in the midst of the group) &lt;BR&gt;Buff Vampire: William's gone...but don't worry...he figured you were stopping by...he told us to give you a little gift... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (face squinches in anger) What are you talking about? &lt;BR&gt;Buff Vampire: (pulls a girl out of the midst of the group and tosses her in front of Pete) All for you...you should be grateful... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (frowns at the guy and then looks at the helpless girl...he couldn't help the hunger welling up inside of him) I don't want her...release her... &lt;BR&gt;Buff Vampire: Now...now Pete...no need to be chilvarous...William wants to extend the olive branch to you...this mortal and all others will be yours with no problem if you join forces with him... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (is quivering in hunger but he continues to fight the urge to bite the girls neck) No! &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden the group made a circle around Pete...which made him nauseous with claustrophobia, one of the vampire made the girl stand to her feet. They start nudging her toward him. Pete is leaning toward her neck as if ready to bite... &lt;BR&gt;Group of Vampires: (Chanting) Kiss Her...Kiss Her... &lt;BR&gt;Buff Vampire: Taste her sweet blood running through her veins... &lt;BR&gt;(Ambrosia sitting on the hood of the car watching, slowly pulls a knife out of her pocket...she was ready to run to the girls aid) &lt;BR&gt;(Pete leans closer to the girls neck but quickly bites one of the other vampire's arm...the girl manages to break free and to take off running...she looks back at Pete who is now opening up a can of whoop ace on the other vampires, the girl then runs disappearing into the darkness) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (amazed) Awkward...he didn't take the bite... &lt;BR&gt;(Pete beats down a lot of them...all of the group of vampires run away leaving him standing alone...he looks in the direction where the girl ran) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Interesting... &lt;BR&gt;(Pete then notices Ambrosia sitting on the hood of the car. He squints his eyes at her in confusion. Ambrosia notices him staring and they both continue a long gaze at each other.) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (hisses at her and then disappears into the nighttime) &lt;BR&gt;(Ambrosia is completely awe-striken as she searches for any sign of Pete) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back to the Present... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: That's an amazing story... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: We have to find the hunters...if we find them we'll find him... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (thinking) Maybe he liked the girl...that's why he didn't bite her... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (thumbing through a book) Vampire's traditionally show no emotion...but it is possible...feelings could have developed... &lt;BR&gt;Becca: I wonder what happened to the girl? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (sighs) Sadly she was bitten...she's one of them now...(she stands up) We have to find these guys immediately... &lt;BR&gt;(With that all of the girls run quickly out of their headquarters and jump on five motorcycles waiting outside of the building. They rev up the engines and drive off) &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;CHAPTER TWO: YOU KNOW I'M ALWAYS LATE...&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Setting: Decadence Headquarters &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick shuffles around into the dark room where Pete stays in. He goes to a trunk lying in the middle of the floor. He taps on it and then opens it. Pete is inside sleeping) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (whispering) Pete...Pete...? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (mumbles) Go away... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: He's here... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I'm tired of seeing him...(he yawns and sits up in the trunk leaning an arm on the edge of the trunk) Tell him that I'm coming... &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick leaves) &lt;BR&gt;(Pete slowly gets to his feet. He then steps out of the trunk and walks to where Patrick and this guy who is dressed in the garb of a reverend were sitting. The room was dark except for a little lamp.) &lt;BR&gt;Reverend: (smiles at Pete) Hello Pete...how are you? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (hisses at him and then plops down on a couch, he grabs a miniature chihuahua which happily licks his chin, and sits it on his lap ) &lt;BR&gt;Reverend: That bad huh? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Listen I'm about to skip out...Joe and Andy and I are going to work early tonight...(he shuffles quickly out of the room) &lt;BR&gt;Reverend: Good friends you have in there... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Yeah... &lt;BR&gt;Reverend: So how has life been treating you? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (snaps) Quit asking me stupid questions! You already know the answer that I'm going to give...life is treating me like sh*t! &lt;BR&gt;Reverend: Life is what you make of it son... &lt;BR&gt;Pete&quot; F*ck life! It'll all be ok once I catch William the creep that done this to me... &lt;BR&gt;Reverend: Will it be really &quot;ok&quot; Pete if you caught him? It isn't as if you'll turn back you know... &lt;BR&gt;Pete:(thinks about what he said) You know what...? I'm not really interested in the motive or message that you're trying to push on me ok...I don't need your judgment...! &lt;BR&gt;Reverend: I'm only trying to help you see that revenge shouldn't be your life's pursuit...you need to forgive and move on... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I'll move on once he's dead...and who knows maybe he and I will move on together..because if I'm going down he's going down with me... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;At that same time...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;Patrick, Andy and Joe load up their equipment into the trunk of their car. They all hop into the vehicle. Patrick tries to crank up the engine which refuses to start... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (Hitting the steering room) Damn! I hate this car... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: I thought you fixed it... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I thought I did too but apparently not... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: We need to get new wheels... &lt;BR&gt;(After the umpteenth time at cranking it, it decides to start) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: There.... &lt;BR&gt;(He pulls the car out of the driveway and proceed to drive down the road...as he nears a stop sign he notices a gang of five girls on motorcycles blocking the road) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Joe: (Gasps) OH MY GOSH! Hot chicks on bikes.... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Do my eyes deceive me? Real life girls... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (mouth drops) Yay! &lt;BR&gt;(Jazmine looks over at the car, she signals to the other girls, she then points at the car) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: I think they're talking about us... &lt;BR&gt;Joe:(drops his head) Typical...chic's like that always diss nerds like us... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: So true... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (very excited) They have nice outfits... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Oh yes indeedy...leather... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (Panicking) They have nice outfits and GUNS!!!! &lt;BR&gt;(All five girls, Ambrosia, Loretta, Sarah, Jazmine and Lizzy point different types of high caliber weapons at the guys) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: GET OUT NOW!!! &lt;BR&gt;Joe and Andy: (scream like little girls) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: She wants us out of the car... &lt;BR&gt;(All of the guys clumsily scramble out of the car,they land out in a pile on the damp street) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah:(laughing) There even more pathetic than I had imagined... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Stand to your feet you bumbling bums... &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick, Joe and Andy stumble to their feet) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Please don't kill us.... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: We're to young to die and besides I can't die today...I haven't seen the Star Wars marathon yet... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (brightens up) Did he say Star Wars...I love that show... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Really? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Silence! Leave Tv Shows to TV Guide...are you hunters? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (straightens out his glasses) If you're talking about vampire hunters...yes we actually are in that business... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Tsk...tsk.. &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Could you please lower your weapons...? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (nudges the butt of the gun at him) I don't take kindly to orders... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (whimpers) Never mind... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: We can lower our weapons...for now...they appear to be of no threat... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone of the girls lower their weapons) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What do you guys want with us...? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: We're hunters also...we just wanted to meet our competition... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Competition...? This is no game lady... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: It isn't...? Hmm...I thought it was especially with you running around with one of the enemies...a vampire...you're playing with your lives... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Pete isn't an enemy...he's our friend... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (chuckles) Friend? So naive... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: He's a great guy....who had something unfortunate happen to him...completely out of his control... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: He fights them like us...he's a hunter... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: How long will that last...I'm sure he's hungry...very, very hungry...and one day CHOMP!!!! &lt;BR&gt;(The guys jump) &lt;BR&gt;You become what he is... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: He won't do that...we've managed to keep him stabilized... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Stabilized...futile...yet intriguing... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I must meet this &quot;Pete&quot;....(she starts pacing) Take me to him.. &lt;BR&gt;Andy: For what? So you can kill him? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I'll decide that when I meet him...I am not as open to vampires as you are...but the other night when I saw your &quot;friend&quot; something struck me about him...(She gets on her motorcycle) Show me where he is... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I don't think... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: You're not supposed to think...follow orders... &lt;BR&gt;(With that every girl gets on their bikes) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Hot chic's are bossy... &lt;BR&gt;(The boys get into their car) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: And don't try to do something stupid! Or we'll make sure you're out of the business permanently... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at Decadence Headquarters... &lt;BR&gt;(The Reverend gets up and leaves the frustrated Pete sitting on the couch yelling out profanities) &lt;BR&gt;Reverend: You're only destroying yourself...(he sits a small glass nail polish looking bottle filled with clear solution on the table) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;Pete: Just get out! &lt;BR&gt;(The Reverend leaves) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (knocks a table over in frustration) &lt;BR&gt;(He hears the back door open) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (voice somewhat distressed) Pete! &lt;BR&gt;(Pete comes out to find Patrick, Joe and Andy followed by an army of five girls) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: What are they doing here? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (steps out) So we meet again.. &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (eyes widen) You're that girl from the other night...? &lt;BR&gt;Andy: They're going to kill us... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: No we're not! Shut-up you wimp! &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: We just want to ask you guys a few questions...sit down... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I answer no questions...(he hisses) And I would advise for you to leave right now before I--- &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Before you what? Bite us... &lt;BR&gt;(Pete quivers) &lt;BR&gt;Shardell: (whips out a knife) Lizzy, Loretta, Sarah and Jazmine..take care of the other three...I want to talk to our vampire friend alone... &lt;BR&gt;(With the other girls grab the other three guys and walk to the other end of the building) Now Pete...let's talk... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;On the other side of Decadence Headquarters... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sarah: So you guys claim to be hunters...show us your weapons... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: What? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: I am curious...what techniques do you use to kill vampires...? &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy:(shuffling through a drawer she pulls out two wooden stakes) You've got to be kidding me... &lt;BR&gt;(All the girls laugh at the wooden stakes) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: You guys are stuck in the stone age...I bet you have a cross somewhere around here...and holy water... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (shuffles around his pockets) Well actually we do... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: It figures...those things only work for some vampires...it's 2015...everything is high-tech now... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: We have guns... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Let's see them... &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick shuffles around in a closet and whips out two huge guns) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Amazing...where did you get them? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I created them... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: They have minor glitches... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (Takes one of the guns) I can fix it... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: She probably can..she's the technology person of our group...she keeps everything running... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Cool...so what about you girls? What kind of weapons do you have...? &lt;BR&gt;(All four girls dump out their backpacks filling the floor with hundreds of weapons in a variety of sizes and shapes...The guys were amazed) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: I've never seen so many... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Wait there's more... &lt;BR&gt;(All of the girls started pulling weapons out of their boots, some weapons were so small that it hid in their hair) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Why so many...? &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Preparation is key... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Yeah... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy:(chuckles) We really don't want to end up being vampires...I don't fangs is an acceptable style nowadays... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone laughs) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: You guys aren't so bad... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: No we're not...we're just cautious... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Very... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: What's your friends problem though...she seems as cold as ice...mean spirited... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: I don't know...that's the one mystery about Ambrosia we haven't figured out...she isn't always that way...she use to be pretty nice until---(She stops telling the story) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Until what? &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Must this story be told...? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back in the living room... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Ambrosia paces back in forth in front of Pete twidling the little knife betwen her fingers) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Why did you save that girl? You had her...you could've bitten her... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I couldn't bring myself to hurt her... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Did you have feelings for her? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I don't know...I haven't met her before or even seen her until then...she just reminded me of a time where I could feel for others...in that way... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia:Hmm... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I'm tired of your interrogating... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: What keeps you from doing what is in every vampire's nature...? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (pissed off with Ambrosia's questions) Why can't you just accept things as you see them... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: I can't accept them because you are what you are...you're one of them and my job is to get rid of your kind...but what I can't figure out is why I can't rid the earth of you like I did 1000's before...I could slay a vampire mercilessly...but you... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: You fear me... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia:(snaps) Don't flatter yourself...I fear no vampire! There has to be some other reason...OUCH...(the blade of the knife slits the flesh of her index finger a little bit drawing blood) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (quivering as he sees the blood) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (notices him and chuckles) It sucks to be you right now doesn't it?...blood is the temptation... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (through clenched teeth) You did that on purpose... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Maybe so...maybe no...I have a question for you Pete...are you going to stand there suffering or are you--- &lt;BR&gt;(Pete pushes past her toward the kitchen, he shuffles rapidly through a drawer and whips out a box of band-aids...he pulls out one and walks toward Ambrosia, he pulls her finger toward himself, placing the band-aid around her finger, she looks at her finger and then at Pete in confusion) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I'm not your typical vampire...sure the offer was tempting..but unlike the others I do have a heart...I can't kill you...you can't kill me because you realize that I do have a heart...I'm not completely dead! We're after the same goal...we're just on different roads...we want to kill William... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (eyes widen) How did you know that? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Remember that stare down we had that night...I could hear your thoughts...I sensed what was in your heart... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Foolishness... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: It has to be hard to have to lose your best friend to vampire's and then be forced to kill him in order to save others lives... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (eyes well with tears) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Now you feel my pain...welcome to my world...we're more of the same...I'm a vampire...a monster...and you with your rage are becoming one... &lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;H2&gt;Chapter 3: I Confess I've messed up, Droppin' I'm Sorry Like You're Still Around(Part 2)&lt;/H2&gt;

&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;At that Same Time in an old dark warehouse... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;William Beckett sat in a huge throne like chair...vampires encamped around him listening to his words... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;William: It seems that there are still others who are bent on getting rid of us...their one and only goal in life is to crush us and rid the earth of our kind...what do we do to people like this...? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Crowd of Vampires: DESTROY THEM! KILL THEM! TAKE THEIR BLOOD! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;William: Indeed my friends...(he plays with a cane between his fingers) We do that...and have done that successfully...until we came across that Pete fellow...he is a card isn't he...strong...brave...powerful...filled with hatred...we need him yet...we must crush him...luckily...I have been able to keep tabs on him especially since we have an inside source keeping surveillance over him now...If you want to destroy the enemy you have to become the enemy....Clara darling...come here..your work is needed... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Out of the crowd, the girl that Pete had saved that night emerged from the audience....she had an evil grin on her face...) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Clara: How may I serve you? &lt;BR&gt;William: It seems as if our Pete took a liking toward you... &lt;BR&gt;Clara: Idiot! if he only knew... &lt;BR&gt;William: I want you to tempt him again...lead him to us....and then...(he laughs evilly) You know the rest... &lt;BR&gt;Clara: I wish to destroy him myself... &lt;BR&gt;William: Oh believe me my love...you will do considerable damage...(he looks out over the crowd) very soon we will be taking this whole city over....you will feast, feast and feast again...and shall never thirst anymore...for blood will bathe the streets.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Everyone in the warehouse burst into laughter) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at Decadence Headquarters...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: So it's official...Decadence and Clandestine are joining forces... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Temporarily...we're going to need all the help we can get...the vampire's are taking over... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: You never wanted outside help before... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: What's going on Ambrosia? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Yeah what is going on? This isn't like you...why are you all of a sudden trusting a vampire....? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Don't you girls worry about me...this is going to be a good thing for me...an opportunity for me to see through the &quot;eyes of others not only my own..&quot; &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: What? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;In the living room from the girls...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Joe: I for one am in favor of working with the girls... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: You're in favor because they &quot;are&quot; girls.. &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (smiles) You know me all too well... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: They bring alot to the table...they have more advanced weapons then we have and Lizzy the technological genius...she fixed the car....they would be a great addition to our crew... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (thinking) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: What about you Pete? What do you think? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: It would be nice to have &quot;real hunters&quot; on the team... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (insulted) Hey!? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: They seemed to be better seasoned than we are... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Intimidating...I feel as if they are going to be saving our bacon more than we'll be saving theirs... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Yes...yes.. &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Ambrosia mentioned slaying 1000's of vampires alone...imagine how many they've slain as a team... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Cities worth of vampires....and how many have you guys slain...not counting the one's had to keep from devouring you... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Um...hmm...that's a good question... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (mutters) 300... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Pathetic...we need them... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;So Clandestine and Decadence teamed up and began slaying vampires and saving lives. The more time they spent with each other the more friendlier they became. Teamwork seemed to more attainable than it was at first...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2 Months and 100's of Vampire slayings later... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(The entire groups of Decadence and Clandestine sat in their now combined headquarters, relaxing after another streneous night of vampire slayings) &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (plops on the floor) I'm sooooooo tired! &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Me too...(yawns) This is beginning to get to me... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Sleep...I need sweet, sweet sleep...(he plops face down on acouch) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (Places her high-caliber gun on a table) So we managed to rid one neighborhood of vampire scum...(looks at Pete) No offense Pete... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: None taken...I want them gone as much as you even though I am one of them... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Don't compare yourself to that trash Pete...you're different... &lt;BR&gt;Pete:(Smiles) &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Yeah...I mean sure you have the fangs...and sometimes the hunger and the--- &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (chuckles) I get at what you're getting at Sarah...still my job will never be done until William is blown off the face of this planet... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (walks up and pats Pete on the back) We're going to get him...I mean he barely has anywhere to hide now...we're destroying all of his strongholds... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (Busy cooking something in the kitchen, Jazmine is helping him) Dinner is almost ready...and ladies once you've tasted what I've got cookin' you're going to want to kiss the cook...(he points at himself and makes kissy-faces at the all the girls) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (Grabbing him by the arm and waving her fist in his face) The only thing that you're going to be kissing is my fist.. &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (writhing in pain) I can't please them all... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone laughs) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (looking around) Where is my bitter friend? &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Ambrosia? I haven't seen her all day... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: That doesn't sound to good... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Don't worry...she disappears like this every now and then...I bet she's out slaying some more... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Why is she such and over-achiever? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;At that same time.... &lt;BR&gt;(Ambrosia lay quivering on the ground...a thin stream of blood poured down the side of her mouth...a gang of vampires surrounded her. One of the vampires, a huge person, lifted her up by the throat, her feet was literally dangling in mid-air) &lt;BR&gt;Vampire:(smiling) So you are the fearless hunter? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (gasping for breath) &lt;BR&gt;Vampire: You slayed many of my friends...that doesn't make me happy you know? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (struggling) I...don't...give...a damn how you feel you b*****d...(she spits in his face) &lt;BR&gt;Vampire: (drops her) You're going to pay now with your life!--- &lt;BR&gt;(William comes out of nowhere) &lt;BR&gt;William: (To the vampire) Calm down...don't kill her...just yet... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (jumps up and snaps at William) YOU!!!! &lt;BR&gt;William: Ah so you do remember me? I am so honored...to be graced with a presence of such power...and bravery... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (Yells) SHUT_UP and prepare for your death...(she whips a gun out of a pocket of her jacket) &lt;BR&gt;William: (laughs) Honestly...do you believe that I would die by a bullet...don't you realize that I am unlike the other vampires you've slain...? I'm immortal...killing me is impossible..but...(he smiles at her) you on the other hand aren't graced with life eternal as myself...you can die instantly...and that you will...(he signals to the other group of vampires to restrain Ambrosia, they restrain her) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (struggling to break free) Let me go! Let me go! &lt;BR&gt;William: (smiles another smile at Ambrosia) But...killing you would be rather unfair...I mean you are useful...and I've never been a fan of wasting valuable commodities...hmm...I have a better idea...since you have been so bent on killing vampires...maybe you should become one...my that would be turning the tables wouldn't it? &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Let ME GOOO!!! I will never be one of you... &lt;BR&gt;William: Au contraire...you will become one of us...and you will die like us..preferrably at the hands of the one you call friend...Pete will rid the earth of you...(walks close to Ambrosia and whispers) Sounds familiar doesn't it? You had to kill your best friend...and now your best friend is going to have to kill you.... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: He wouldn't...! &lt;BR&gt;William: Where did you develop such faith? Pete would kill you...for it is in his nature to kill vampires though he is one...he has no control...he sees our kind...and he kills...your fate will be the same... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia:(Struggles) You're going to pay for your crimes... &lt;BR&gt;(William moves Ambrosia's collar from her neck) &lt;BR&gt;William: No one can save you now... &lt;BR&gt;(He leans in) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (Closes her eyes knowing that what is coming she can't fight off) &lt;BR&gt;(William then backs away from her) &lt;BR&gt;William: This is too good not to be seen by your team...(he signals to a vampire) Give me her phone...(a vampire hands him Ambrosia's phone) I hope that it has a video-camera....(he shuffles through it) Ah, and so it does...now let me find Pete's number...(his face brightens up) Pete is number one in your phone...(he dials Pete's number) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at Clandestine/Decadence Headquarters... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Everyone was enjoying a nice dinner) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: This is actually good... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Yeah it is...good job Joe... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: George Foreman has nothing on me...I'm the king of the grill... &lt;BR&gt;I'm great... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Someone's head inflated....(his phone rings, he glances at the screen) It's Ambrosia... &lt;BR&gt;(Then he suddenly jumps back when William's face popped over the screen laughing evilly) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: William? (he is automatically enraged) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Did you say William? &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone crowds around Pete looking at the screen of the phone) &lt;BR&gt;William: Why hello dear Pete...we meet again... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I'm GOING TO F*****G kill you! &lt;BR&gt;William: Tsk...tsk Pete...you hunters should come up with better punch lines...Ambrosia said the same thing to me...actually in 10 different languages... &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (Screaming) PETE!!!!! &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Ambrosia... &lt;BR&gt;William: Your friend can't come to the phone right now...she is in a little bit of a bind...(he flashes the camera on the group of vampires restraining Ambrosia) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Release her! Let her go... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: That crazy b*****d...! &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Oh my goodness...look at her she looks hurt...(She leans her head on Patrick who wraps an arm around her) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Horrible... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: We have to find him... &lt;BR&gt;William: No one is finding anyone until you watch the show...I'm going to put on for you...(He walks near Ambrosia) Now you all know what is coming next....? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: You stay away from her! &lt;BR&gt;William: I feel as if I'm going to enjoy her blood...she's so strong...imagine that running through my veins... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (Gasps) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (crying) &lt;BR&gt;William: (leans in closer to Ambrosia's neck) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: Please... &lt;BR&gt;(The girls are crying now) &lt;BR&gt;(William opens his mouth wider exposing his fangs) &lt;BR&gt;Ambrosia: (closes her eyes) I'm sorry Pete... &lt;BR&gt;(William takes the bite) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (Growls angrily) &lt;BR&gt;(His cellphone screen goes black) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (shaking the phone) It went off...It went off.... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: We have to kill him...(breaks down, Joe comforts her) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (is boiling angry) How long will it take before revenge will be exacted...? How many friends will I have to lose...He will pay.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back on the dark street... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Ambrosia lay alone and unconscious on the street. A person dressed in a cloak walks up to her and kneels besides her...The person touches her neck...) &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: (singing in a female voice)I confess, I'm just messed up &lt;BR&gt;dropping &quot;I'm sorry&quot; like you're still around..(chuckles) Come with me...(The person lifts Ambrosia over her shoulders and disappears into the nightime) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(A queen of heart card flutters from out of nowhere) &lt;/DIV&gt;

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&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Chapter 3: I Don't Blame You For being You&lt;BR&gt;(1 Month Later) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;After the unfortunate thing that happened with Ambrosia...the Decadence/Clandestine decided to continue their work to honor her memory.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Setting: Outside of Decadence/Clandestine Headquarters...) &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick and Lizzy was souping up the car) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (holding a screw driver) There...now that should make it work correctly now... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick:(sighs) Hopefully... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (slams the hood of the car down) Maybe you should buy a new one...this raggedy thing has outlived it's purpose... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I can't...it has too much emotional value to me... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Oh...(notices a girl running towards them) Who's that!? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: She appears to be in trouble... &lt;BR&gt;Girl: (Clara) HELP!!! HELP ME PLEASE! They're after me... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Come over here... &lt;BR&gt;(The girl runs to where Patrick and Lizzy are) &lt;BR&gt;Girl:They're after me...! &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Who? &lt;BR&gt;Girl: (looks around) They're gone....(stoops over to catch her breath) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Who was after you? &lt;BR&gt;Girl: Vampires... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (alarmed) They've managed to seep into our neighborhood...come on let's get inside....(Lizzy grabs the girl by the arm) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: You'll be safe with us... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile inside... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Pete lay sleeping in his trunk...he was having nightmares again...) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (screams and wakes up) I...can't take this anymore.... &lt;BR&gt;(Joe bursts in) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Pete sorry to bother you...but we have company... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Not again...(he jumps up and follows Joe into the living room..) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Vampire's chased her here... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Who!?----(Then he notices the girl, it was the girl he saved the other night) &lt;BR&gt;Girl: (smiles when she sees him) You...you were the one who saved my life... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (stunned) Uh... &lt;BR&gt;Girl: (walks over to him as if examining him) I...I found out where you lived and...wanted to thank you...unfortunately I was chased here by a lot of vampires...(she sticks out her hand to shake Pete's) My name is Clara... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (mutters to Lizzy) So this is the girl Ambrosia mentioned...? I thought Ambrosia said that she was bitten... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Yeah....I was thinking that too...maybe Ambrosia saw wrong...I mean she looks normal to me.... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (comes near the two girls) What are you two whispering about? &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Something seems a little fishy here... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Come on girls...nothing is wrong with her...you see that with your own eyes... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (glances at Clara and Pete) Pete is blushing hardcore over there.... &lt;BR&gt;Clara: I owe you so much----what is your name again? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (mutters) Pete... &lt;BR&gt;Clara: Well Pete...(kisses him on the cheek) Thanks again! &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden alarms go off filling the building with ear-splitting sound) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Vampire alert... &lt;BR&gt;Clara: (panicking) Oh no! They're after me again.... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (grabs her by the shoulders) No one's going to get you ok?...I promise... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (To the other girls) You guys stay here with Clara...we're going to handle tonights hunting.... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: Are you sure? &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: You guys can barely tie your shoes without us... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (insulted) Hey that was only one time! &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Enough chatting! Let's go!!! &lt;BR&gt;(All of the guys rush off leaving the girls staring after them) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: I can't believe that they are actually leaving us behind and taking all the action.... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (concerned) Guys....Clara's gone... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: What? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;In an Unknown Place &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Ambrosia lay unconscious in a glass box. Her uniform had been replaced with pink robes. A beam of light engulfed the casket-like box) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Two cloaked figures stood over the box staring in at her) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure#1: Honestly Destinee...was it necessary for her to be placed in a box like this...? &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure#2 (Destinee): Yes...it was very necessary... &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure#1: (places her hand over the box) When will she awake...? &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure #2: (pulls out a golden clock) In twenty minutes...that should be enough time...at least for the changes to take place... &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure#1: How long will we be involved with the other world? Haven't you learned your lesson from what happened last time? You almost destroyed an entire planet... &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure #2: (snaps) Stop bringing up my past Hope! Besides...my dealing with the other world will never be done...until he realizes... &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure#1: Realizes what Destinee? What are you talking about...?What---- &lt;BR&gt;(Two giant doors slam open...a lady in a purple cloak rushes in...she has a look of stress on her face) &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Woman: They are on their way...Decadence is preparing to take on William and his forces... &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure#2 (Destinee): Excellent...(She walks over to the box where Ambrosia lies) It is almost time.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at Headquarters.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(The girls look all over the place for Clara) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: She couldn't have disappeared like that...without us noticing... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (looking around) I knew that there was something not right about that girl.... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: (shakes her head in disbelief) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: I hope that the guys are o.k.... &lt;BR&gt;(All of the sudden the windows to the building shattered in) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (Screaming) What's going on! &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Oh my goodness!!! &lt;BR&gt;(Dozens of vampires pour into the building surrounding all of the girls. Huger decorated each vampires face) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: We sure picked the wrong night to stay home.... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (pulls out a sword) Well...if I'm going out...I'm sure as hell going out swinging... &lt;BR&gt;(All of the girls pull out weapons...prepared to fight) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Let's finish this.... &lt;BR&gt;(The girls and the vampires charge at each other)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;In a broken down neighborhood (Vampire Stronghold)...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(A human spy working secretly for Decadence cautiously walking the street, takes photographs and sends them to Patrick's phone. Unfortunately he is found out and immediately attacked by the other vampires of that neighborhood.) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;In Decadence Car...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Jpe drives, all of the guys are preparing for the long battle ahead.) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: I'm glad that we left the girls behind...I feel as if this is going to be a dangerous night... &lt;BR&gt;Andy:Me too... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (pointing at the entrance of the neighborhood) There...that's where the signal came from... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (takes a deep breath) Ok... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;In the neighborhood... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(William and his gang of pimp-daddy thugsta's (Lol! sorry I didn't know exactly what to call them) walk through the middle of the street...William clutches onto a cane. All of a sudden he stops walking and hands his cane to one of his nearby followers. William then proceeds to take off a white glove of which he dropped to the ground, signaling to the others to feed on whatever humans were left. The vampires scatter obtaining victims...you can hear the screams of people being attacked. William stands in the middle of the street as if nothing was happening and strokes the fur draped over his shoulder. His followers is causing mayhem in the neighborhood. The reverend that counsels Pete...kneels by a person slain by a vampire. He makes the sign of the cross as he places quarters over the person's eyelids.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at Headquarters....&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(The girls frantically try to slay as many vampires they could, but the more they killed the more vampires poured into the building. The girls were extremely worn out) &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (trying to catch her breath) I can't take this anymore...(falls to her knees) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Loretta! You can't give up now... &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: There's to many of them... &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: We have no hope... &lt;BR&gt;(The girls gather together) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: I don't want it to end this way.... &lt;BR&gt;(The army of vampires close in on the girls...all of the girls grab each others hand) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: I guess this is it.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at the neighborhood...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(The reverend looks up as he notices the Decadence car pull in. The car rolls to a stop. All of the guys pour out of the car...William was just about to attack a person when he notices them. Pete flashes a vengeful look as he remembers the first time William bit him turning him into a vampire. Memories of what happened to his friend Shardell came to him. He was pissed. All of the guys of Decadence stand in front of the vehicle. A group of Williams followers come to his aid. They stand in front of the Decadence group in various fighting poses. Pete walks closer to them and takes off his jacket tossing it to the side...) &lt;BR&gt;(Pete inches towards the group of vampires...they back up a little...he inches towards them again...and they back away from him again....he inches towards them one more time...and they back up again...then Pete begins the process of whipping a**...William who is now sitting on top of a car is watching what is going on...Likewise Joe, Andy and Patrick are doing their part fighting off the enemy....Andy whips out a sword on one vampire...slicing him up and then stabbing him in the heart...a vapor of smoke comes the vampires chest.... 3 of Williams followers with their vampire magic casts spells on three mortal girls causing the girls to come to them...they control them like puppets as they bite them. Patrick who is eventually surrounded by a lot of Vampire is bit....a look of pain comes over his face as he collapses to the ground. Pete continues to whip a**. William sips tea as he watches his last follower fight Pete and loses. Pete enraged charges at William who mysteriously disappears in thin air. Out of nowhere police officers come and grab Pete dragging him from off of the car. Pete struggles to break free, but the cops succumb him...they beat him down with night sticks, knocking him out. The reverend who counsels Pete looks on...) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;5 Minutes later...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Pete wakes up, hand-cuffed, riding in the back of a cop car. He looks around the scene of the neighborhood. He notices Clara who is walking a midst the shadows smiling. Pete struggles once again to break free, but to no avail. He looks out the window and notices that Joe, Andy and Patrick are being arrested. William talks to some police officers laughing all of the while. Pete then glances at the cops who are driving. They laugh evilly flashing fangs...Pete then looks back at the scene as he rides off into the nighttime) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at Headquarters.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Vampires grab the girls.) &lt;BR&gt;(The girls are screaming) &lt;BR&gt;Vampire: You are coming with us slayers! You are going to pay for your crimes!!! &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: (gasping) What!!!? &lt;BR&gt;(The girls are dragged outside. Police officers were waiting with handcuffs.) &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Police officers...help! &lt;BR&gt;Sarah: Don't even try Lizzy...look at their mouths... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: (notices the fangs) Vampires... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: (struggling) &lt;BR&gt;Police Officer: It is no use...you have been caught... &lt;BR&gt;(The girls are arrested and tossed into a Police SUV) &lt;BR&gt;(The police officer gets in and prepares to drive) &lt;BR&gt;Jazmine: Unhand us you b*****d! &lt;BR&gt;Police: (laughing) No can do sweetheart...do you know how much money I'm going to get for arresting the famed Clandestine Hunters? Millions.... &lt;BR&gt;Lizzy: Where are you taking us? &lt;BR&gt;Police: To jail...and then hopefully to the guillotine... &lt;BR&gt;(The girls faces fill with fear) &lt;BR&gt;Police: (chuckling) Don't worry though...you won't be dying alone...we've caught your boyfriends too... &lt;BR&gt;Loretta: OH NO!!!!! &lt;BR&gt;(The Police officer laughs as the SUV disappears into the nighttime) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Out of nowhere...a person draped in a pink cloak stands in the middle of the street watching the SUV drive off. The person holds a crossbow ...) &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: (sings in a female voice) &quot;I'll set my clocks early cause you know I'm always late...&quot; (chuckles, then turns and walks away, as she walks off, hudreds of pink rose petals flutter in the wind. A queen of heart card lands on the ground where she stood.) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;THE END&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

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&lt;DIV&gt;Note the Clandestine Series is a collection of Fan Fic Stories that I have been writing for months every story connects to each other. Saturday and this story links. &lt;/DIV&gt;

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	    <title>A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me- Prologue</title>
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	    <issued>2008-04-30T13:35:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-04-30T13:35:00Z</modified>
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	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>Note: <EM>This is a sequel to Saturday (Explained), and a prequel to "Your Crashing But You're No Wave"</EM></P>
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&lt;P&gt;Prologue: How Pete Became A Vampire&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It was a rainy night in Chicago. It was a half-past midnight and because of Pete's bout with insomnia he decided to take a walk to burn off excess energy that seemed to only conjour up when nightfall arrived. He left his friends sleeping as they normally were over at Joe's house. As he walked down the slick streets he pulled his hoodie hood tight over his face as he passed a woman standing on the corner advertising her business. A few guys congregated around her. Unlike Pete who wasn't interested in what she was selling he quickly sped past the group and ventured further into a strange surroundings that he was quit honestly unfamiliar with. &quot;This isn't my neighborhood,&quot; he muttered to himself as he continued his straight forward walk into the foreign place. &quot;I must've been walking forever,&quot;he continued an open ended conversation with himself. Indeed he had walked far...all was silent around him. Unusually silent. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete absorbed the places around him. The buildings were dilapidated unlike the ones in his neighborhood. Litter blew past ushered by the wind to unknown destinations. The street lights flickered on and off like lights in hotel rooms or like those decorative lights on the houses of those celebrating the Christmas spirit. Pete felt a chill rush down his body as people, probably insomniacs, like himself flashed him unwelcome stares and whispered about him under their breaths. Pete raised his hand and waved at them but they didn't wave back. Instead they hissed, and Pete could've sworn that he saw one of the people flash a pair of fangs at him. He shook it off though. I'm just seeing stuff, he thought to himself. He continued walking and quickly turned down a dark alley...as he walked down the alley a feeling that he was being followed arisen in his mind and on impulse he turned around only to discover nothing... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete shook his head in confusion as he continued on walking. &quot;I see you.&quot; a gruff voice out of nowhere said as he sped past a dumpster. &quot;Who said that?&quot; Pete asked with fear arising in his voice. &quot;I am your worst nightmare mortal!&quot; the voice snapped back and out of nowhere this guy flew out. Pete jumped back just as the guy landed in front of him swinging a cape. The man's beige cloaked flapped in the windless atmosphere. &quot;You are on the wrong side of town kid,&quot; the guy continued inching toward Pete. Pete stepped back at each of the guy's advances. &quot;What do you want from me?&quot; Pete asked more fearful now. I should run ,Pete thought to himself but for some reason he couldn't, it was as if a feeling of paralyzation engulfed his entire being. &quot;I'm thirsty,&quot; the guy continued and with that he disappeared into thin air. Pete was amazed, but little did he know that the guy had appeared right behind him. The guys fang filled mouth opened wide biting Pete's neck...tear drops of blood stained Pete's white hoodie as he fell to one knee. The guys grip on Pete's neck tightened as he sucked blood from his neck. Pete felt himself lose consciousness and he fell face forward to the ground quivering a little bit. The guy released his grip and stood up wiping stray blood from his mouth.&quot;Precious, just precious,&quot; the guy chuckled. He knelt by Pete. &quot;Remember my name Drake and remember it well for I feel we will indeed be face to face again...&quot; With that he left Pete alone in the alley. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;~ End Of Prologue~ &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

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		  <entry>
	    <title>Grand Theft Autumn</title>
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	    <issued>2008-04-30T13:14:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-04-30T13:14:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-04-30T13:14:00Z</created>
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&lt;DIV class=postcontent&gt;&lt;SPAN class=postbody&gt;Too get inspiration for stories I write I usually watch videos or listen to music...from there visions come showing me in which way I want the story to go.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My next story is going to be based off of Grand Theft Autumn/Where is your boy....I post this as an intro to my story. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In this story Patrick, Pete, Andy and Joe are regular people just like us. They are four friends trying to make it in a world that doesn't quite understand what they are about yet. They are trying to find themselves and their meaning. During their soul-searching on a fateful day they meet a person who will change their lives for the better...a mix of faith and hope this story explains how we tend to find ourselves in the strangest of ways....and how the answer we seek lie in our hands all along...and it is through special people that we realize our inner greatness.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's going to be kind of emotional...hope you have a box of Kleenex hand. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I write this in dedication of the memory of my cousin Erica.  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

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&lt;DIV class=postcontent&gt;&lt;SPAN class=postbody&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;COLOR: red&quot;&gt;(Setting: In a cemetry in Chicago. The weather is a chilly October day. Snowflakes stain the black clothing of the mourners as some wipe tears away from their faces. A preacher stands near a white casket preaching and omnious sermon about how death is a reality that we all will come to face. Pete, Patrick, Andy and Joe sit in the front row with expressions of sadness and numbness on their faces. Pete quickly wipes a tear from his eye as he clears his throat. Andy is looking at his feet. Joe has his head facing the sky. Patrick stares at the casket as if in a trance...)&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;BR&gt;Preacher: (full of spirit) But do not be weary my friends...for we will indeed see our friend Angel again....we have comfort that she is in a better place...where she suffers no more of the pain of murder...though she died innocently she will find peace in Jesus's arms... &lt;BR&gt;(There were a few Amens in the crowd) &lt;BR&gt;(He then glances at Angel's funeral program) It say according to the program printed that someone may come up here with expressions or anything they feel on their heart...we are not in a hurry... &lt;BR&gt;(With that people started coming to Angel's casket one by one saying speeches and memories about her...) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (whispered to Andy) I think I'm going to go up next... &lt;BR&gt;Preacher: Anyone else? You are indeed welcome... &lt;BR&gt;(With that Pete jumped up quickly and walked up to Angel's casket. He touched it and then faced the audience) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: My name is Peter Wentz...and Angel was one of my best friends...she really helped me out through the rocky points in my life...(he pauses and sighs trying to keep his composure) This is the hardest things that I have ever to do...for once in my life I am nervous...you know I play music before millions of people almost everyday...but now...(glances at a huge blown up photograph of a beautiful young woman on a stand) I stand before a best friend who has already gone...and I'm nervous....I miss her a lot...(with that he bursts out weeping and rushes quickly to his seat...Joe and Andy pat him on the shoulders) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (almost weeping himself) It's going to be alright man.... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Yeah... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (stares at the casket) &lt;BR&gt;Preacher: (looks sympathetically at the boys) It wil be alright....if that is everyone who is coming up to speak on a lovely life...we will proceed with the program.... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (jumps up) I would like to say something...I mean...I would like to sing something.... &lt;BR&gt;Preacher: Come on up young man.... &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick pulls out his acoustic guitar he had laying under his seat, he made his way slowly by the casket and stared at it and then the photograph of Angel.) &lt;BR&gt;(Pete, Andy and Joe watch him intently. Everything gets silent.)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

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&lt;DIV class=postcontent&gt;&lt;SPAN class=postbody&gt;Patrick: (clears his throat) My name is Patrick...and Angel was also my friend...she looked out for me....and I did the same for her...it hurts me though that I couldn't protect her from...(he couldnt completehis thought) ..and so here I am about to sing at her funeral...funny thing is she told me that if she ever died she wanted me to sing...I told her that I wouldn't because she wouldnt die...I guess she knew more than I did....So I'm about to sing this song called Grand Theft Autumn...it reminds me of her more than anything... &lt;BR&gt;(He adjusts his hat on his head...and begins to sing out) &lt;BR&gt;&quot;Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know: You were the last good thing about this part of town...&quot; &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (nods at him) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: When I wake up, &lt;BR&gt;I'm willing to take my chances &lt;BR&gt;On the hope you hate him more than you notice I wrote this for you. &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (For you so) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick:You need him. I could be him....I could be an accident but I'm still trying. That's more than I can say for him. Where is your boy...... &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

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&lt;P&gt;(Patrick, Andy, Pete and Joe were riding around in their tour van. After a long month of touring they return back to Chicago, they were completely beat.) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Joe: I'm beat...I'm definitely going to crash once I reach my apartment... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (yawns) Me too... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: But think about it...once Take This To Your Grave is finished it would've been worth all of the sleepless nights....this is going to pay off... &lt;BR&gt;I absolutely feel it... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (Busy mixing songs on his computer) I'm really excited about that Saturday video...it was cool... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Oh yeah...so what are you guys going to do tonight other than sleep in? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I'm meeting Angel again... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: O la la... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (looking around holding his hand to his ear) What is that sound I hear...is that love in the air? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (blushes) Shut-up guys...we're just friends... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Keep believing that lie if you want to man...everytime Angel shows up...your hat almost pops off of your head...it looks like you're ready to turn somersaults... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (looks outside of a window) You guys don't even know what you're talking about... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: She is a sweet girl...pretty too...and tall...taller than me.... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Everyone's taller than you mini-me...(he pats Pete on the head) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (slaps Joe's hands away from him) I'm not that short...(to Patrick) You guys have been talking for a year now...it's time that you two hook up... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I don't know... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: You know almost everything man...just ask her out...she'll say yes...she's as enamored with you as you are with her... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (looks outside of the window again) Maybe you guys are right...I'll do it....I'm going to ask her out tonight... &lt;BR&gt;(Andy, Joe and Pete clap for him) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Since she's out of college on break...maybe she would want to travel with us while were on tour for the month.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back to the present....&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(At the cemetery) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Where is your boy tonight I hope he is a gentlemen, maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town....&quot; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Flashback three years before this time....&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Angel sat in her bedroom writing in her journal. Her thick, curly black hair fell in her face, as she scribbled lines on her journal. Her hazel eyes darting from word to word...owalls in her room Fall Out Boy decorated almost everyspace except for the occasional butterfly poster. On her radio blasts Grand Theft Autumn, her favorite song by Fall Out Boy). Sun beams landed in parallel patterns on her caramel skin.) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Angel: (singing a pretty voice) Where is your boy tonight I hope he is a gentlemen---- &lt;BR&gt;(There was a knock at her door. Her mother peeked in with a smile on her face) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: What are you smiling about mommy? &lt;BR&gt;Mother: Someone's here to see you...and he's brought you a surprise...(she winks at her) &lt;BR&gt;(Angel knew her mother well, the only time she winked at her was when Patrick was nearby) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (jumps up panicking) Oh no mommy! Tell me that it isnt him! I'm not even dressed up! I look like a bum! (She wrapped a blanket around her plaid pajamas) He'll run from me.... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: Oh come on now...Patrick wouldnt run from you.... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: Tell him that I'll be down in a minute... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (chuckles) I tell him...(she closes the door) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (looking around her drawers tossing out outfits) I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!!!!!!!(She then shuffles under her bed for shoes) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile downstairs...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick stood holding roses and a teddy bear. He looked up as Angel's mother made her way downstairs) &lt;BR&gt;Mother; (Sighs) My daughter is such a perfectionist...she told me to tell you to wait...she was in her pajamas and thought that she looked ugly...and didnt want you to see her until she is dolled up... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (laughs) Your daughter could never be ugly...I'll wait... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (points to a sofa) Please do sit down... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (sits down) Thanks... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: You have feelings for my daughter don't you...? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Well...uhm...I &lt;BR&gt;Mother: That would be a yes.... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (blushes) Yes...I like her a whole lot... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (whispers) Well Angel likes you too...talks about you all of the time.... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Really? &lt;BR&gt;Mother: Can't shut her up....are you going to ask her out...? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Actually I was going to ask her out tonight... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: Good for you...you both...I have a good feeling about you two... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (smiles) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (Skips down the stairs) I'm here! &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick almost did do a sommersault. She was absolutely stunning. He was amazed that through her simplicity a beauty radiated from off of her. She wore a black short sleeved top that had written in glittered words &quot;Diva&quot;, she had on blue-jean bell bottoms which were tucked inside at the legs inside furry black winter boots. Her hair fluttered wildly as she stepped down each step. Patrick was about to faint) &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (watches Patricks expressions, she chuckles halfway) You alright Patrick? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Yeah... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (excitedly) Patrick! (she hugs him) Its good to see you again...it's been awhile... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick:Same here...so what have you been up to? &lt;BR&gt;Angel: Nothing really...(she notices the flowers and Teddy bear) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Oh....yes...these are for you...(he hands them to her) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (Smiles from ear to ear) Really? They're beautiful...(she sniffs the roses) They smell so good...(she looks at the teddy bear) He's so cute...like you... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (blushes) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (hands the roses and Teddy to her mother) Mom would you put these in my room please...me and Patrick are going to go out walking... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (smiles at Angel and Patrick and takes the items...) I'll put them up for you...(she winks at Patrick) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (He winks back) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: What's up with all of the winking? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Nothing...let's go...(he grabs Angel by the hand and they leave the house)  &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile at Joe's house...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;(Pete, Andy and Joe were in the kitchen cooking up some eats) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (rubs his stomach) Man this smells good...(adds season to meat frying in a pan) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (grimaces) I don't see how you guys eat that stuff...(he looks at his vegan meal) Now this is good eating... &lt;BR&gt;(Joe and Patrick look at him and then shake their heads) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I tried that vegetarian thing before...couldn't go through with it...the more big macs I saw...the more I pushed away the salad bowl... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: You have no will power... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (eating a piece of cheese) So how do you guys feel about having a girl on tour with us...?I mean it's going to be different... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: No it won't...Angel knows us so we can basically be ourselves... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Yeah...but we're going to have to quit doing those light saber fights... chicks really don't dig &quot;the force&quot; thing...remember what happened with your ex-girlfriend Joe when we were fighting with light sabers? &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (waving it off) Yeah...and I don't want to talk about it... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (happy that he remembered) Yeah...Yeah...I remember that chick...her name was Malory right? &lt;BR&gt;Andy: It was so funny... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (agitated) I really don't want to talk about that right now... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: That was the day we were having a light saber fight in the living room... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Shut-up... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Yeah I was jumping around from couch to couch...when Malory walked through the door...and since she was a red head...I mistaken her for Andy and flew off of one couch like a crazy chimp with my light saber in the air and clonked her on her head....she fell on the ground... &lt;BR&gt;(Andy chuckled) &lt;BR&gt;Joe: That wasn't funny... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: and to make matters worse...Joe ran out of his room with a pair of whitey-tighty underwear over his head saying that he was &quot;Dark Vader&quot; &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (mocking Joe) I'm Dark Vader... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: That's it! (he slams down a bowl he was eating out of, from out of nowhere he whips out a red lightsaber) I'm taking you out you pouty- lip fiend! &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Oh so it's going to be like that...? (he whips out a blue light saber) It's on Donkey Kong... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (continues eating) I'm staying out of this... &lt;BR&gt;(Pete and Joe walk out into the living room where it was clear) &lt;BR&gt;(There was a stereo near Andy. He pulls a c.d out of his pocket labeled &quot;Star Wars&quot;, he places it into the c.d part of the stereo and clicks play...The Star Wars Theme song comes on, Pete and Joe have a stare down as they point their light-sabers at one another) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: Do you have any words before I destroy you...? &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Yeah...I am your father! &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (jumps back as if surprised) WHAT! You're my father and you didn't give me birthday money....? I'm Luke Sky walker....(he then charges at Joe and they begin to light saber fight like nerds)&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=postbody&gt;(On their walk, Patrick and Angel are walking around in a park...they are both silent as children playing on swings laugh loudly...) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Angel: I'm really glad to see you again Pat...Chicago has been pretty lonely without you and the other guys around... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (smile) You never realize how important someone is until their gone.... &lt;BR&gt;Angel:(nods) Yeah... &lt;BR&gt;(they are silent again for a few minutes) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: You know since you're out of school for a month... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: Yeah? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I was wondering...um...if you would want to go on tour with us?...we'll have you back in time before classes start again... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (jumps up excitedly) Yes! Yes! Yes! I would love too... I'm the happiest girl alive... &lt;BR&gt;(she hugs him and plants a huge kiss on his lips. Patrick is in complete shock. His blushes are on overload now...) &lt;BR&gt;Angel:(parts from the kiss) I...I'm so sorry about that...(she giggles nervously) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (giggles nervously too) No...it's ok...actually it was quite enjoyable...(he smiles a huge cheesy smile) &lt;BR&gt;(Both of them burst out into laughter) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: I'm so happy now...(sighs) Boy...I have so much to do now...pack...and pray that I don't forget anything... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: You won't forget anything...and even if you do...I'll have that taken care of... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (smiles at him) Thank-you...thanks for being an awesome friend... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (mutters) Friend.... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: Huh? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: It was nothing...I was just thinking aloud...listen...Joe's house is about a 10 minute walk from here? Are you up for it? &lt;BR&gt;Angel: Yeah...I love Joe's house... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: He was supposed to be cooking...maybe we can get a bite to eat... &lt;BR&gt;and on tour you don't have to worry about the other guys...they are pretty organized and well mannered despite their looks.... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: That's good....  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;DIV class=postcontent&gt;&lt;SPAN class=postbody&gt;1 month and 12 burned chicken tenders later...(this is a time lapse) &lt;BR&gt;(Angel eventually did join the boys on the tour. As above mentioned it was a time of mayhem mixed in with fun. Everyone enjoyed having a girl on tour because it brought some level of organization and stability.) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;1 day before Angel had to go back to Chicago... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Patrick sat alone in his hotel room it's 12:00 a.m, playing on his guitar when there was a knock on the door) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Come on in... &lt;BR&gt;(Angel slid in) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I'm surprised that you're up...it's pretty late... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (plops down on the foot of his bed) How could I? The &quot;three stooges&quot; broke into my room... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (Laughs) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: It isn't funny...I was laying down about to go to sleep when Pete out of nowhere...flew on my bed like super-man started jumping and down on my bed making sounds like he was a little chimp asking me if I was asleep...I was like no...and he was like &quot;Well you should&quot; and I was like &quot;Dude how can I when you're jumping up and down on my bed like a wild-man?&quot; then I threw a pillow at him...he somehow fell off of my bed...jumped up...stuck his tongue out at me and then flashed his signature &quot;growl face&quot; as he ran out of my room screaming at the top of his lungs &quot;Know that I could crush you with my voice!&quot; &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Weird...what about the other two? &lt;BR&gt;Angel: Well Joe...came in and flipped on my t.v...He started watching the Star Wars marathon...I asked him why he couldn't watch it in his own room...He said it was because the &quot;Force was with me&quot;...which made no sense at all....Andy eventually slipped in staring at me like we were having some sort of a staring contest and when I blinked he pointed at at me and kept saying ...&quot;You lost! You lost! You lost! You blinker!&quot; he was obviously paranoid...from the lack of sleep... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (chuckling) I'm so sorry...once you've traveled with the guys long enough you'll get use to it... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (sighs) I don't see how you do it...so I decided to come here and chill with you... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Well you're welcome anytime... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: So what are you doing? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Playing on my guitar...(he then starts strumming a lullaby type song on his guitar) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: That's pretty...(She lays her head down on the bed) I hate that I'm going home tomorrow...For some reason I really don't want too... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I hate that you're going home too...you've been good company on the trip and I'm speaking for everybody...(thinking) Maybe for your next break you can travel with us again... &lt;BR&gt;Angel:(says nothing, a tear slides down her face) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (notices it) Are you ok? &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (wipes her eye) I don't know where that came from...(she then gets up and sits beside on him on the bed) Patrick...you are a wonderful person...you're a very sweet guy...and adorable.. &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (blushes) &lt;BR&gt;Angel: I really like you a lot... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (grabs her hand) And I like you too... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: I know...and I wish the best for you all of the time...because you mean a whole lot to me... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I-- &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (interrupts) Let me finish...and I believe that you're going to find a wonderful girl who will bring you as much happiness as you've brought me...I feel it...(she touches her heart) I mean I really do... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Angel...you are that girl... &lt;BR&gt;Angel:(smiles) I wish I were... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick:(squinches in confusion) What do you mean? &lt;BR&gt;Angel: I want you to promise me something...and I don't want you to ask me why I'm asking you this...I simply want you to say yes... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: O.K... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: When I die...I want you to promise me that you'll sing at my funeral... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick; (jumps up) WHAT? &lt;BR&gt;Angel: Don't question me... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: This is crazy...you're not going to die... &lt;BR&gt;Angel:We all die Patrick...just if I die before you...I want you to sing at my funeral... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (silent for a moment) Yes...I'll sing... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: (Smiles) Thank-you...you've made me really happy...I want you to know that...I feel that you should...know...(She hands him his guitar back) Sing me a song.... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (takes the guitar and sits by her, she leans her head on his shoulder) Where is your boy tonight I hope he is a gentlemen...and maybe he won't find out what I know you were the last good thing about this part of town... &lt;BR&gt;(Angel immediately fell asleep. With that Patrick cuts off the light and he falls asleep also) &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

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OH GOD...(she leans by her daughter pulling her close) &lt;BR&gt;&quot;Angel: (mutters faintly) It hurts...(her eyes begin to close) I feel...(with that she dies) &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (Screams crying as people surround her) MY BABY! ANGEl! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;2 hours later... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;Patrick is hanging out with Joe, Andy and Pete when his cellphone rings... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Hello...? Yes I this is he...(he goes silent, his face changes to sadness) O.k...I'll...I'll be there...(choking back tears he hangs up his phone) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: What's going on Patrick...? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (crying now) Angel...Angel's been killed... &lt;BR&gt;(Everyone is in stunned silence) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I've got to go...! &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (crying) You can't go by yourself... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: We're coming with.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back at the funeral.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;(Patrick finished a tear-filled Grand Theft/Autumn..people applauded him as he went back to his seat. Pete pat him on the shoulder... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: She would've been proud... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I know... &lt;BR&gt;Preacher: We will now commit the body to the ground...ashes to ashes and dust to dust...until we meet again... &lt;BR&gt;(The casket lowers into the ground, signaling the end of the funeral, Everyone starts to leave except the boys. They watch the casket lower. Angels mother comes up to them) &lt;BR&gt;Mother: Angel would've been glad to see you guys here...and Patrick you sung a wonderful song... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Thanks ma'am...your daughter was a magnificent human bieng... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: Indeed she was...and as I went through her room...I happened upon her journal...in it she had things written that she wanted to give to all of you...Pete...(she digs in her purse and pulls out a notebook.) This is Angel's journal...in her entry she said that you read a few of her entries and you like the way that they sounded...you mentioned that you wanted to use a few of her lines in a song...I felt it only necessary that you have it...(she hands it to him) Also for some strange reason...there is a recipe for making chicken tenders in there... &lt;BR&gt;Pete:(Takes the notebook and chuckles) Chicken Tenders?...I get it...Thank-you... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (to Joe) She wanted you to have her light-saber...she mentioned that she had fun having light-saber fights with you... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (smiled) &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (to Andy) Andy for you she left a book on Vegan dishes and she wanted to tell you &quot;You lost! You lost! You lost! You Blinker!&quot; &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (laughs) Funny... &lt;BR&gt;Mother: (looks at Patrick) And you dear Patrick...she left you her heart...(she hands him a heart necklace) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (grasped it in his hands) Thank-you... &lt;BR&gt;Angel: And she also left you something else...a wish.... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: A wish? &lt;BR&gt;Mother: She wishes that you'll find true love...and true happiness...she wishes you to accomplish your dreams and to always realize that things happen for a reason no matter how bad...for as she always believed good lies in the darkest places... (she sighs) I will see you boys later...(Angel's mom leaves them) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I'm going to fulfill that wish.... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (grasps the Journal) Good material is going to come from this... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (swings around Angel's light saber) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (wipes a stray tear from his eye) She was alright...alright... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Let's go.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(As they walk off there is a person in a white cloak kneeling by Angel's gravestone...a person cloaked in white cloak...looked on it and then watched Pete, Andy, Patrick, and Joe walk away...) &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: (female voice mutters) Patrick...(she then chuckles) What a wonderful person...(she then gets stands up and sings) &quot;You were the last good thing about this part of town...&quot; (she disappears in thin air) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 24px; LINE-HEIGHT: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;

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	    <title>CLANDESTINE SERIES:Saturday (Cont'd)-Chapter Three</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:2281911</id>
	    <issued>2008-04-30T13:05:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-04-30T13:05:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-04-30T13:05:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P><STRONG>8:00 am...</STRONG> <BR><BR><BR>(Patrick sat on his sofa, peering into the screen of the laptop he had sitting on a table.&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>shardell</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;8:00 am...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Patrick sat on his sofa, peering into the screen of the laptop he had sitting on a table. He had headphones in his ear, listening to the new beats he had mixed) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (yawns and glances at his wristwatch)8:30 in the morning...I've (He gets up and stretches) Time to get some breakfast...(he closes his laptop down and was about to head to his kitchen when he hears his door bell ring) Who's at my door at this time in the morning...? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(He goes to his door and peers out of the peep hole. There was no one there. He then opens the door and there appeared out of nowhere this cloaked person) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Who? Who are you? &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: I am here to warn you... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Warn me? &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: Yes...today is going to be the worst day of your life... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Who are you? What are you talking about? &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: Beware of Pete... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Pete? What do you mean? &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: Beware of Pete... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I heard you before...what are you talking about? &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: (whispering) Today retribution will raise it's bitter head. You will watch those you care about slip away into nothing through a deck of playing cards... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (Squinches his face in confusion) Playing cards... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Then her remembered the deck of cards Pete had held in his hand when he had passed out on stage... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person: It will make sense to you, without explanation for you have the ability to understand that which isn't normal... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Listen...I don't know who you are? Or why you're here... &lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Person:I've warned you... &lt;BR&gt;(With that the person disappeared) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Wha--? (couldn't believe his eyes, the person disappeared in thin air) What was that? (Then he noticed a Queen of Hearts card lying on the ground where the person had stood...he picked it up. A pain surged through his heart...he collapsed to his knees) What's this? (he passed out) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Outside of Patrick's apartment building, Pete removed the cloak from himself and tossed it into a dumpster. Pete was dressed as if he was heading to a funeral. He had on a white dress shirt, with a black tie wrapped around his neck. His black slacks were uniform with his unusually perfect outfit. His black dress shoes glistened in the already emerging sunlight. His attention was drawn to his light blue Cadillac. He opens the door and starts up the engine...) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: (glances at Patrick's building) It is for your own good Pat...stay away from me if you want to live...I wouldn't want to off you off too... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(He speeds off) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Inside of his apartment Patrick regains consciousness...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: My...my heart...(he glances at the card) Where you responsible? &lt;BR&gt;No you couldn't been...(He gets to his feet) I have to call Pete... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;9:00 am &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Joe sat out on his porch step reading a magazine. He hadn't notice Pete's Cadillac pull up into the driveway...Pete steps out of the vehicle with a smirk on his face. Besides the smirk his face showed that of no emotion. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Joe: (looks up) Hey Pete man! What's up? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Same old...same old...I'm just a man on a mission... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: Aren't we all....? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (shrugs) I guess we are...except some people's mission are more important than others... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: True...what brings you around here...I didn't expect to see you until Tuesday when we hit the road again... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Well...I came here because I need your help with something...would you mind riding with me for a few minutes...? &lt;BR&gt;Joe: No...I wouldn't mind. It isn't like I'm doing anything important....(he tosses the magazine to the side) Let's go... &lt;BR&gt;(He heads to the passenger side of Pete's car. Pete follows behind with an evil grin on his face. He slips a Queen of Hearts card out of his jacket pocket...he slides into the car and pulls out...) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick dialed and redialed Pete's cell there was no answer. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: That's weird...he always answers...(he glances at the Queen of Hearts card) Hmm... (he hangs up his cell) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;He paces around his apartment. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(His phone rings. He rushes to it immediately...it wasn't Pete's number. It was the number of his new friend Hope) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (flips the phone open to answer it) Hope what's up? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (voice filled with exasperation) You haven't ran into Pete by chance? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: No..I've been trying to call him but he hasn't picked up... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: It has started... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What has started..? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: The end for everyone... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Listen, Patrick you know that I've never lied to you before... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Yes I know... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: And I never will but believe me when I say that Pete is a great to threat to everyone today... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Pete a threat? Please... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I kid you not...he is not a threat of his own accord but of my cousin's... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Your cousin? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: She gave Pete something two weeks ago that is very valuable and very powerful and extremely dangerous...that he never shouldn't have gotten... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Pete hasn't been hanging around two many girls lately...so I don't think that he's met your cousin... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Oh he has...at your performance at a club two weeks ago.. &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (is silent) &lt;BR&gt;Hope: My cousin has a strange gift...very peculiar...her presence can make Time stand still... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Wait...Pete did mention some lady and how she froze everything...we thought he was hallucinating since he passed out... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: He was not hallucinating...as strange as it sounds it is true... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Yeah...and he mentioned that this lady gave him a two decks of playing cards.... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Oh no...yes it is what I feared...those aren't regular playing cards...they are called &quot;Memory Cards&quot; they were made to house the spirit of my ancestor who was slain by the hands of Xavier and ancestor to Pete... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: I'm not understanding what you're saying... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: It is a long story...to condense it to save time I will simply say this..those cards have the power to end lives for they house the true essence of revenge...you see in order for &quot;forgivness&quot; to come forth...the seed of Xavier must kill those they care about...it's kind of like a sick way to gain atonement...My ancestor who was Queen was somewhat evil...and likewise all the rest of her seed has been the same...except me of course I am an exception to the rule. Basically my cousin, Destinee is her name...wants to avenge the death of a Queen that took place 500 years ago...according to prophecy if the Queen's death is adequately avenged...the person responsible for the retribution will rule the world... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (In awe) This is a crazy story... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: But it is true, I swear...but my cousin has missed an important component in all of this...you see she has Pete doing her dirty work...what she has yet to realize that since he is doing the work of avenging...after the deck of cards are finished...he will have the power to rule the world... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Woah! &lt;BR&gt;Hope: He can only rule it evilly..and since he's taking lives there won't be much of a world left...that's why you must stop him...you must find him and stop him...before it's too late...' &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: How can I stop him when I don't even know where he's at? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (sighs sadly) That's going to be the hard part my friend...but yet easy in a disturbing way...Pete will leave you a trail leading to him...You will see a lot of lifeless bodies....with a Queen of Heart Card near them...that's his signature...but the closer you get to him...you will feel his presence...you will feel what he feels... it'll be as if you two are in the same place, but not physically...that is the magic of the cards. &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Why? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Good luck! And do be careful... &lt;BR&gt;(She hangs up the phone) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (shakes his head) I can't believe that I'm actually going to believe that story...(he gets up) I better get going...but before I do...(he looks at himself, he's still in his pajamas) I better get dressed.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;At that same time...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;Pete tossed Joe's lifeless body among rubble at a construction sight. He tosses a Queen of hearts card on Joe's chest, as he straightens his tie. He gives Joe a final glance as he turns and walks away. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;12:00 noon...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick sped down the road in his taupe colored Cadillac. He nervously straightened his tie as he gazed in his rear-view mirror. Strangely he was dressed exactly like Pete. He glanced outside at his surroundings hoping to spot Pete. He tried to call Pete's cell but there was no answer...He then decided to call Andy... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;After two rings Andy picks up... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Andy: Patrick...have you been watching the news man? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: No what's going on...? &lt;BR&gt;Andy: It's like mass hysteria...there's dozen of dead bodies turning up around Chicago... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Uh-oh! &lt;BR&gt;Andy: What do you mean by uh-oh ? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: If Pete comes to your door...promise not to let him in.... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: What? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Don't let him in.... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Dude, what's going on...you're worrying me.. &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Pete's responsible for the dead bodies... &lt;BR&gt;Andy: (Panicking) What are you trying to say....Pete's killing people...? &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: No...! He's not killing people...but those cards--- &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Cards? (pauses) What a minute...his car just pulled up outside... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Oh God! Andy don't open the door! &lt;BR&gt;Andy: He's on the steps.... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (Panicking) Oh man...don't open... &lt;BR&gt;(Andy drops the phone...you can hear him say in a muffled voice &quot;Pete man...Patrick is losing it...) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (bites his nails in worry) &lt;BR&gt;(There was laughter...) &lt;BR&gt;Andy: He's saying that you're killing people... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: What would make him say a silly thing like that? &lt;BR&gt;(There was some more laughter) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Andy! ANDY! &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden on the other line...you hear Andy say..&quot;Woah man what are you doing? What's up with that card?&quot; There was a cry of pain and then silence) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (point of tears) Andy...not Andy... &lt;BR&gt;(Patrick hears the phone receiver get picked up) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (cautiously) Andy? Is it you? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (chuckles) I'm afraid that Andy can't come to the phone right now Pat...he's asleep... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Pete! What did you do to him...!? &lt;BR&gt;Pete:The same thing I did to the others...it was simple really... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: You're mad...you're really mad man...how could you do this to innocent people...? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Oh they deserved it in one way or the other...of course it was hard to off off my best friends but oh well---you win some, you lose some... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Joe's gone too? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Quit being emotional...you're depressing the hell out of me...(he yawns) I'm tired all of a sudden but the best can never rest...my job is far from over...you see I'm sitting here wondering if you'll ever find me...or do I have to help you in finding me...I guess I'll do the latter...but before I give you my location I need you to admire the work that I've done...Oh Joey boy is at a construction site down town...won't you be kind and pay him a visit...?Andy on the other hand will be riding with me...the ride won't be comfortable, but he can't tell that it isn't since he's...how should I say it out of commission... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: When I find you I'm gonna---- &lt;BR&gt;(The phone clicks off) &lt;BR&gt;Pete chuckles and then proceeds to drag Andy's body out of his house. He rolls Andy into the back of the trunk. He looks at his work and then tosses 12 Queen of Heart cards over Andy. He closes and locks his trunk. He looks over his surrounding and gets into his Cadillac and drives off. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Patrick kept speeding down the road. He skimmed everywhere. The setting was the same. Bodies laid all over the place. He was afraid. Really afraid. For the very first time he was afraid of Pete. He was so confused. Why did this horrible thing have to happen today among all days? Why did Pete have to be chosen for such a wicked plan. Why did people have to lose their lives over something that took place two years ago. Patrick pulls into the Construction site...he jumps out of his Cadillac and searches for Joe. When he neared a pile of rubble, he noticed Joe, who was laying out unmovingly. Patrick freaked out. He shook his head in disbelief...He noticed the Queen of Hearts card sitting on Joe's chest...) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: This has to come to an end... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Pete abandoned his car at a street corner. He then proceeded to walk down an alley, where a couple of bums where gathered talking and laughing, sipping old booze... )&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: Hello... &lt;BR&gt;(one of the bums looks up and notices Pete) &lt;BR&gt;Bum: Whaddya want? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I've come here to help you... &lt;BR&gt;Bum: (to the other bums) Oh no...it's one of those Jehovah witnesses... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (chuckles) No...I'm nowhere near bieng one of them...but I can help you... &lt;BR&gt;Bum: (staggers to his feet) The only way you can help us...is (hiccuping) giving us some money... &lt;BR&gt;(the other two bums agree with him) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I don't have money...but (pauses) I have something much better...something so valuable that you'll forget about all of your misery... &lt;BR&gt;Bum: (brightens up) Really...well I sure want to see it...I'm tired of misery.... &lt;BR&gt;(Pete whips out three Queen of Hearts Cards) &lt;BR&gt;Bum: (looks at Pete in confusion) How's old playing cards gonna help us? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Oh you're about to see...now this might be a little painful... &lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden the cards begin to glow) &lt;BR&gt;Bum: What's...going...on..AAAAHHHH! (he cries out in pain, falling to his knees...the other two bums faces fill with fright and they imediately take off running) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (Laughs) &lt;BR&gt;(The old bum falls face down on his face, writhes a little bit and then doesnt move. Pete tosses the three Queen of hearts card on the bum and continues walking futher into the alley) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (mutters) I'm waiting for you Patrick... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile in the world of Clandestine....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Destinee sat on her throne staring into a mirror. Through the mirror's reflection you can actually see Pete walking down the alley... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (chuckles) This is marvelous...absolutely marvelous...he's almost finished....(she sighs) The world is mine.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(The doors to her throne room slams open, and Hope dashes in) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Hope: (she snaps at Destinee) I know that you're watching what's happening in Chicago... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Indeed dear cousin...I am...Pete is doing a wonderful job.... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: There isnt anything wonderful about what he's doing...he's killing those he cares about... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: He'll eventually get over it...everyone does when they lose someone... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (shakes her head) You have no idea.... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Whatever... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I've come to warn you before you get disappointed...and things do not work out the way that you planned... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: What are you talking about? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Even when all the cards are passed out...you will not have the power to rule the world... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: What's this rubbish that you're talking about? &lt;BR&gt;Hope: According to the prophecy of the cards...the person dealing them out will win...they will rule the world... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (Stands up quickly) You lie! &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I never lie...you know that I'm no liar...Pete will rule the world....not you my cousin... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Grandmother added that clause into the prophecy before she died... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (scowls) Cursed woman! She always ruined my plans... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I've been watching Pete closely....and I believe that he has ran out of cards... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee:NO! NO! NO! I will not let that imbecile take what's rightfully mine! &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I do not see how you can stop this...it is too late... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: No it isn't....it can't be... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back in Chicago&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete dialed Patrick's number on his cell...Patrick picks it up... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: Where are you? I thought that you would find me by now... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Pete! &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Of course I understand why you are so slow in finding me...I mean it has to be difficult too see so many friend's gone...what a pity... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Shut-up! (he slams his hand on the steering wheel, he quickly grasps it in pain) &lt;BR&gt;(Pete likewise grabs his hand in pain) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: You must be careful...that hurt alot... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: You b*****d...when I find you... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: You're going to go out the same way that they did...only I'm not going to be as merciful on you as them... &lt;BR&gt;(He chuckles) &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Cut the bull! Where are you? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: In the alley...by Jimmy's China Buffet...hopefully you'll show up...though I would advise against it...but who listens to me anymore... &lt;BR&gt;(he hangs up) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick sped down the road almost running over a few people. Jimmy's China Buffet appears in the distance. He pulls into the parking lot of the restaurant an parks his vehicle. He jumps out imediately with cell phone in hand. He runs toward alley and enters it. He stops by a blue garbage dumpster. There was no sign of Pete. He proceeds to dial Pete's number when he turns and notices Pete walking swiftly towards him...his arm was outstretched pointing at him &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: I advised against you coming here...! &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (looked at Pete confused) Pete!---- &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (cocked his arm toward Patrick as if he was shooting a gun at him, Patrick grabbed his heart as if he had been shot, he collaspses on the ground....) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: (chuckles) It's all over.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Meanwhile in Clandestine&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;Destinee continued watching what was going on through her mirror.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Not so fast Pete... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (watched her cousin) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Destinee went out to the balcony, she pulls out a Queen of Hearts card out of her robe) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Hope: Make sure you bend the right corner...it diverts the magic of the card to the person dealing out the card....( a tear slides down her face) They will never be seen again.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (nods and flicks the card over the balcony a gust of wind carries it away) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Destinee: Go inside his pocket..... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Pete admires his work. )&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: Time to finish this...(he digs in his pocket and pulls out a Queen of Hearts card...only the effect was different) Who bent it? No...(His face grimaces in pain) What have I done? (he grabs his heart and collaspses on the ground and disappears in thin air.... Patrick also begins to fade into nothingness...and then is gone) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Back in Clandestine...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Destinee: He has been stopped... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: But they're gone...we can't just let them disappear off of the face of the earth like that...and what about the people who...you know are dead...this story can't end like that.... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (thinking) Normally I wouldn't care...but you do have a point.... &lt;BR&gt;(she then rings a bell that signals in a servant who rushes in) Bring me my alarm clock.... &lt;BR&gt;Servant: Yes, your Highness...(he rushes out for a few minutes but then returns with an alarm clock sitting on a silver platter...) This clock symbolizes Continuum....(She grabs her staff which is by her throne and waves it in a counter-clockwise motion) Let's turn back time... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (nods her head) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(There's a huge flash of light drowning out Destinee and Hope and all of Clandestine.) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;2 Weeks ago relived...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(The music of Saturday is brought to an end. Fall Out Boy bows before exiting the stage. Pete places his guitar by an amplifier as they make their way through the exit. They all head to their dressing room. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What a great night! &lt;BR&gt;Andy: Oh yeah... &lt;BR&gt;Joe: (yawns) I need some shut-eye...seriously &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: (pats him on the shoulder) We'll be home soon.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete plops down on a sofa... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (rubs his head) I'm having a serious case of deja vu... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: Why's that? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: I don't know...feels like I've lived this night...but then again not quite... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: It's all in your head...stress... &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Yeah...I guess you're right...still I can't help but think....(he then shuffles in his hoodie pocket and pulls out a Queen of Heart card) What is this doing in here? (he twiddles it between his fingers) Odd....this thing gives me an idea... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: This card...it gives me an idea... &lt;BR&gt;Patrick: What's the idea? &lt;BR&gt;Pete: Saturday is a kick-a** song...it deserves a music video.... &lt;BR&gt;(His band-mates agree with him) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;At the same time outside....a cloaked person was walking down the hallway toward the exit for the building... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Cloaked Figure : (female voice singing) &quot;I've read about the afterlife but I've never really lived...&quot; (she chuckles and disappears) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;THE END! (whew what a long story)&lt;/P&gt;

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	    <title>Saturday (Cont'd)-Chapter Two</title>
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	    <issued>2008-04-30T12:57:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-04-30T12:57:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-04-30T12:57:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[2 Weeks Later... <BR>Back In Clandestine... <BR><BR>(Destinee sat slouched in her thrown. Twidling her scepture betwen her fingers. She has&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>shardell</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[2 Weeks Later... &lt;BR&gt;Back In Clandestine... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Destinee sat slouched in her thrown. Twidling her scepture betwen her fingers. She has a smirk on her face as she stares out over the ballroom. All of a suden the huge double doors leading to the door room, slams open. Her servant runs in half-way tripping all over the place. Wheezing for breath... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Servant: You're majesty...! (huffs for more breath) Your cousin...your cousin Hope has arrived from Chicago...she's---- &lt;BR&gt;(a young woman then rushes in through the door clad in a robe. Her hair flapped wildly in the windless atmosphere. Her face was in a scowl as she gazed at Destinee, who smiled naively on the throne) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Hope: Who do you think you are Destinee!? &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (Smiling still) Nice to see you again dear cousin...it has been many years... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I didnt come here for small talk...I heard that the &quot;Queen's Memory Cards&quot; are no longer here and that you gave them away.... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (She nodds her head) I did give them away... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: You know very well that those cards were never meant to leave Clandestine...they're dangerous...those cards were to be destroyed.... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: As if I cared about that....those cards are too valuable to be destroyed..they should be used instead of collecting dust in an old tomb...(she sighs) Besides...you know the story behind them... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: I do...and there's an evil story behind them...one of revenge...which is why Grandmother wanted them destroyed...it was time that this petty grudge be put aside. Xavier died hundreds of years ago...so his punishment had already come...these cards have no purpose... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: They do...Hope...they still have a marvelous purpose...for me and for Clandestine...imagine having more than Clandestine as a kingdom...imagine having the entire world... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: (shakes her head) Grandmother would be disappointed in you. Greed almost destroyed this kingdom before...and now you want to keep on this legacy... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (snaps) This is my legacy...I'm Queen now...so what I say goes...(she glances at her wrist watch) In a few hours it will be Saturday...and according to the legend regarding the cards...the cards will activate...Chaos will reign free...once &quot;he&quot; open his eyes... &lt;BR&gt;Hope: Who's &quot;he&quot;? Tell me that you didnt give the cards to an outsider...? &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: (Chuckled) &lt;BR&gt;Hope: You did...(She runs out) I must stop this before it's too late... &lt;BR&gt;Destinee: You are too late cousin....(she whispers) Pete.... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Pete lay in his bed, he was rolling around uncomfortable. Beads of sweat poured down his face as he winced and groaned as if in a bad dream...) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (still asleep) No...no...what have I done...? (a tear slides down his face) &lt;BR&gt;(A clock that sat on a nightstand read....11:50 p.m...) &lt;BR&gt;Pete: (still asleep) I...I'm a monster...agh! (He sits up in his bed, breathing hard) I was just dreaming...(He slid out of his bed, and shuffled through the nightstand pulling out a notebook and pen...) I have to write... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete's Journal entry reads: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I had this strange dream tonight...I was sitting in this room...staring out...with photographs of my friends lying all around me...the funny thing is all of my friends appeared to be dead...In every photograph were these----- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;Pete then emerged from his writing and ran to his closet pulling out a duffel bag. He started digging through it tossing clothes and old notebooks all over the floor. When he got to the bottom of the bag he pulled out two decks of playing cards...the ones that Destinee gave him... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&quot;Open them...&quot; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete looked around... he heard the voice loud and clear. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: (Looks around) Who's here? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;There was no answer... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete shrugged his shoulders and opened up a deck of the playing cards...He poured them out on the floor. The only type of cards in the decks were the Queen of Hearts... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pete: (gasped) Just like my dream... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(All of a sudden a huge gust of wind filled the room causing the cards to fly wildly all over the place, Pete shielded his eyes from all of the cards rushing all around him) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(The clock on the nightstand read 12:00 a.m the start of Saturday)]]></content>
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