Sunday, 18 August 2013

2 B A Master . Pokemon Fan fic - Full



2 B A Master

He awoke early having not slept well during the night. It was his birthday today but that was the last thing on his mind. Laying there in the early morning darkness of the room he listened to the sounds of the neighbourhood and wondered what lay ahead.
I want to be the very best
like no one ever was
to catch them is my real test
to train them is my cause…
Or something like that. He couldn’t quite remember the rest of what his old man used to say. His dad was a third generation pokemon trainer. One of the best there ever was no doubt about it. His mum was also a trainer and used to be the Cerulean City Gym Leader. They had known each other since they were young and had met when his dad had first started out.
His parents had been killed a year ago to the day. The investigating officer Jenny said that the circumstances were suspicious . Some websites reported that Team Rocket were responsible While others said it was Team Plasma. He was more than old enough to set off on his journey and had had his pokemon license for years. To discover the reason for his parent’s death he had to become a full time trainer. There was simply no other way he could think of than following in his father’s footsteps .
It had been nearly a year since he came to Pallet town. When not studying he helped out his grandma Delia at the family restaurant. Other days he spent training his pokemon and exploring the nearby areas.
Today was the day he was gonna tell his grandma and set out. After showering  he went downstairs to grab something to eat. Grandma was in the kitchen sipping on a cup of tea, staring out the window.
“Sleep well ?” she said looking over her shoulder as he came down the stairs.
“Yeah not too bad today” he said with a barely covered yawn
 “Happy birthday ” she said with a smile
“Thanks grandma…I wish it wasn’t my birthday though.”
“Now don’t say that honey, both your mum and dad were very happy when you were born and - ”
“Yeah but it’s also the day they died…”
“Yes it is and I am very sorry dear but life goes on. Both your parents lived their dreams and when you came along they only got happier. So I know for a fact that neither one of them would want you to be sad. They would tell you to live your life and go for your dreams”
“I know…grandma, speaking of dreams.. I’ve decided to become a full time trainer. I’m gonna leave today”
“ Good! Just be confident!, you can do anything you set your mind to”
“You don’t seem surprised at all grandma”
“You forget I raised your father and you’re alike in many ways. It was just a matter of time. I am surprised you didn’t do it sooner though. I’ve spoken to Professor Oak already and he’s been expecting you. I’ve packed you a bag too with some essentials and I got you a present”
“Really ?!”
“Yes honey, It’s in the garage”
He tore into the garage to see a brand new Miracle Cycle mountain bike and it was in his favourite colour too.
“Wow!! Thanks grandma but how did you know?!”
“You’re welcome honey. I saw you had circled it in the pokecatalogue you were reading and I knew it’d be perfect. It’s a long way to Pewter City. So finish packing your bag and go see the Professor times a wasting.”
He ran upstairs and grabbed his rucksack he had prepacked, donned his favourite cap and laced up his kicks. Returned downstairs and loaded the items grandma had gotten for him into the rucksack before kissing his grandma good bye.
He waved as he rode off down the road towards the famous Professor Oaks research Lab.
He wondered what Professor Oak was like as he’d never met him before. Dad had mentioned him numerous times and he had often heard the story of how he had gotten his first pokemon from him.
The building wasnt hard to find as it was one of the biggest in Pallet town and it was right where Google maps said it would be.
He parked his bike out front and walked up to the large glass sliding doors. There was a sign that read Oak Research Laboratory so he knew he was definitely in the right place.
He walked up to the first person he came across which happened to be a man in a white lab coat.
“Excuse me sir but I’m here to see Professor Oak”
“Hey I study pokemon here as Professor Oaks aide. He’s the foremost authority on pokemon in the Kanto region. You’ll find him in the lab further down that way” He said as he pointed straight down the hall.
“Thank you”
He walked down the hall and came to the lab and saw a much older man  sitting at a desk pouring over notes and consulting charts with pictures of various pokemon from the Unova, Sinnoh and Hoenn
“Excuse me..umm Professor Oak?”
“Yes..hello there? Ahhh you must be Ash’s son. Good to finally meet you”
“Hello Professor no the honour is all mine. My dad used to tell me stories when I was little about how he became when first started trainer and his first pokemon from you”
“Yes quite the trainer he was your dad. I am terribly sorry for your loss. He was truly a great trainer and his unorthodox style was something to watch. Always kept you guessing what he was going to do next. Anyway I’ll stop babbling about the past. Would like a Pokemon to help you on your journey?”
“Yes please sir! I would. I already have a Squirtle and Charmander both are close to evolving”
“That’s brilliant! Its settled then Bulbasaur will be your new partner. A perfect addition. Your dad would be proud”
“Thank you so much Professor Oak. I mean it I plan on making my family proud.”
“You’re very own pokemon legend is about to unfold! A world of dreams and adventures with pokemon awaits.”
“Thanks Professor I’ll take care of Bulbasaur.”
“Good luck!”
As he left the lab and rode down Route 1 he couldn’t help but feel excited.His journey was just beginning.


The End

Friday, 16 August 2013

2nd draft.

I've changed it a little. trying to simply the story i guess. changing my mind too.

He awoke early having not slept well during the night. It was his birthday today but that was the furthest thing from his mind. Laying there in the early morning darkness of the room he listened to the sounds of the neighbourhood and wondered  to himself what adventures lay ahead.

I want to be the very best
like no one ever was
to catch them is my real test
to train them is my cause..

Or something like that. He couldn't quite remember the rest of what his old man used to say.His dad’s name was Ash Ketchum and he was a third generation Pokemon trainer. One of the best there ever was no doubt about it. His mum's name was Misty and she was the Leader of Cerulean City Gym. His parents had known eachother since they were young and had met while his dad was on his journey.Because of his parents lifestyle he was no stranger to Pokemon and had travelled many places and watched his parents battle and train countless Pokemon from an early age.

His dad been missing for awhile and there was a rumour going around that Team Rocket was responsible. He was more than old enough to set off on his journey and had had his license for a few years. To uncover the mystery of his father’s disappearance He needed to get become a better.There was simply no better way he could think of than following in his fathers foosteps all those years ago.


It had been three months since he came to Pallet town from Cerulean City. Most days he helped his grandma Delia at her restaurant.Other days he spent training his pokemon and exploring the nearby areas.

Monday, 12 August 2013

Lofa (Revenge FULL)


(Revenge is a Television series of a young girl who had everything taken away from her including her only family her father. She returns to the Hamptons older, wiser, and hungry for answers not stopping at any cost with only one thing on her mind REVENGE)


 “Let Deaclon Potters death simply remind us of the cowards who are responsible for the attacks on our city” declared Conrad Grayson as the crowd cheered.

Jack sweating and shaking trying to quickly load his gun upstairs

“Let us rather see his sacrifice as an inspiration to face our own future in strength and unity, coz one thing is certain, thanks to the courageous revolve of people of New York. I will be leading us into the most exciting future this state will ever know” Conrad carries on as the crowd become more vocal.

Jack aims riffle at Conrad, just as pulling the trigger Emily bursts through the doors with the faintest of voice “Jack don’t do it”

Jack frightened by Emily stares at her in despair and quickly refocuses on the task “Emily, go away. This has nothing to do with you!" demanded Jack 

A timid Emily replies “It has everything to do with me” Sorely looking at Jack with tears streaming down her face. “If only I had left you from the beginning none of this would have happened” at this point she walks around to be at gun point.

“Don’t throw your life away because of the choices I have made” as her voice begins to crack, desperately glancing into Jacks eyes for him to lower his gun.

A confused Jack replies, “What chocies?! What are you talking about!?” glancing at Emily for a fraction of a second before refocusing on his target.

Desperate for his attention, Emily sighs “Jack, look at me”

At this point Jack thoroughly scrutinizes Emily. As they lock eyes, he has a flashback of their childhood.

“Deep down inside you’ve always known the truth” cries Emily. Before he could unravel the mystery, Emily reveals that she is Amanda Clark!

As they have a moment to themselves. Jack in disbelief, walks around waving his gun in the air stressed at the situation that just occurred.

Jack lashes out saying “So this whole time everything was a lie? My wife? My kid? My life? You? Me? Why!?”

As the cheers from the crowd fades, Conrad notices Jack and Emily. The crowd notices the change in the panic-stricken Conrad as he swivels at the site of jack and his gun.

Everyone begins to panic, screaming and shouting alarms are being set off. Police rush upstairs to arrest jack.

Daniel notices his fiancé being escorted by police and races after Emily to check on her. Emily ignores him telling him to get lost as she follows jack and the police outside.

At the prison Jack is taken in for questioning, sitting in frustration trying to make sense of his life until now. He knew he would go insane if he suffered another setback. With thoughts haunting him as he runs his agitating fingers through his hair.

Emily enters the room “Come on, get up we’re leaving”.

“I’m not going anywhere with you” Jack replies grinding his teeth.

Emily sighs “Come on Jack! We don’t have much time.”

Jack punches the table with his two hands and shouts at Emily

“Time for what!? you betrayed me, you lied about who you were, about who Amanda was. I don’t know who you are anymore!”

A frightened Emily cries out “please just give me the chance to explain. But I can’t do it here” staring into Jacks eyes, his eyes filled with anger and frustration. After much pleading Jack finally decides to leave with Emily desperate for the truth.

Emily and Jack arrive at Emily’s beach house in the Hamptons as they enter through the doors arguing as almost as they were a married couple.

“I’ve lost my wife, who I thought was you and now I have lost my brother! What am I supposed to do now?”

Emily comforts him and sits him down with tears streaming down their faces. Emily takes hold of Jack frail hands.

“Listen Jack this may not make sense to you now but you deserve to know the truth”.

Emily starts to unravel the truth about her and why she has returned to the Hampton's as Emily Thorn instead of Amanda Clarke her true identity.

As this conversation takes place across from the beach house is Victoria Grayson and her long lost son Patrick looking down at the beach house as Victoria explains to Patrick about her relationship with David Clarke the father of Emily Thorne the real Amanda Clarke who is deceased.

Back at the beach house after an enduring and emotional conversation Jack has now decided to jump on board and join forces with Emily as they prepare to take down the Grayson’s, starting with the mysterious bombing of Grayson global that claimed Declan’s life.

As they carefully examine the footage of the incident they discover that Conrad Grayson was behind the bombing and learnt that there was no such thing as the "Initiative Group" rather they were people benefitting off people fears.

While analysing the footage Emily’s facial expression changes as she notices a man in the crowd.

“Wait, wait Jack, rewind that” as if she just saw a ghost.

Jack rewinds and the both discover a man that looks like David Clarke.

They process the image and it matches the identity to David Clarke they both shocked and shaken by this amazing discovery of David Clarke.

”That’s impossible my father is still alive”. States Emily in disbelief.

Monique's FINAL


“Oh shit!” Jesse yells as he hears the bottom floor getting its windows shot out.


He grabs his red boxers and jeans while trying to slide the window open.


Slight jump, whatever.


“See you later bitch” he says, followed with a small peck to the woman’s cheek.


Jesse delicately jumps from the window onto the roof but soon trips on his own two feet while trying to cover his pale white legs. The ceramic tiles on the roof cause him to bounce down to the ground below him, landing on his heels.


Ace man, ace. I must be related to cats, or some shit like that.


He leans against the cream brick wall around the side of the house. In his peripheral vision he spots a man in one of the DEA Jeeps, an older man with glasses and an intrigued look beaming through his specs.


Jesse puts his index finger up to his mouth.


Sssh, don’t you say a word old man.


“Where are you? Where are you?” he thinks aloud, looking for his red 1982 Chevy Monte Carlo.



He spots the car, jumps in through the open drivers window while fumbling in his pockets for the keys. Keys in the ignition and the accelerator pedal pushed down to its limit. Jesse is off without leaving a trace in sight, unless skid marks count.


Fuck, close escape, at least I’m home now. That old man saw me though, he looks really similar to someone I used to know… OH! It was Mr White!


Why would he be in the DEA? He’s just an old man teaching high school chemistry… Eh who cares, probably means jack all.


“Sup Badger, how’s it going?” he says with excitement in his voice over the phone.


“Nothing much man, you wanna do something?” Badger replies, with the hope in his mind of getting a free toke from Jesse.


“Come light up with me man” Jesse replies, rolling around the small green leaves with his free hand.


Jesse and Badger have been friends for longer than each other can remember, that could go in hand with the amount of cannabis they have indulged in over the years, but regardless, best friends will always be there for each other.

After hours of drug filled indulgence, Badger stumbles out and gives Jesse the bro fist on his way past.


“Next time you gotta hook me up with some of that Chilli P man!” Badger says to Jesse, talking about his methamphetamine infused with Chilli Powder.


“Nah man that crap got Emilio in the slammer, taking a break for a bit” Jesse replies, thinking about the events which occurred earlier on today.


Jesse heads to the garage and grabs his blue car cover. He walks over to his beloved Chevy with the number plate THECAPN and stretches the cover over the candy apple coloured car.


A voice booms out from behind him.


Who the hell would be outside on this freezing cold night?


“Cap’n Cook? Is that not you? Did you not lose your partner today?” Mr White speaks to Jesse, taunting him with each word.


Who the fuck do you think you are old man? I’ll hear him out but my fists are ready that’s for sure.


“You know the business, I know the chemistry” White says to Jesse, with confidence.


“You wanna cook crystal meth?” he says, laughing as he comments back to White.


HA! Seriously what’s his motive, this is a fucking joke, surely.


“Either that or I turn you in” White replies, a sly smirk forms on his face.


“Well, looks like I don’t even have a choice” Jesse mumbles, scuffing his feet on the pavement.


Mr White still has that smirk on his face, looking pleased with himself. Jesse gestures White to come inside his living room so they can discuss business.




What am I doing? I swear this can’t be a good idea. I bet he’ll have the wire on and cops will be here any second.


“Water?’ Jesse asks, looking at Mr White.


Mr White shakes his head.


What is there to discuss really? This aint like a proper deal yet anyways.


“We need an RV, you know, like those things people go on holiday with” Jesse says, being the first to suggest something.


“Alright then, meet tomorrow and I’ll give you the money” White solemnly replies to Jesse, as he walks out of the living room.


Mr White drives away, leaving no trace of where he just was.


Ok… Well that was easier than I thought. Wonder how much money a teacher could really have in his savings.


Time to hit the hay anyways, he wants to meet so early in the morning, typical teacher.


Jesse tosses and turns in his California king bed, plagued with thoughts of the future, especially the next day.



Why am I doing this? Jail couldn’t be that bad could it? And what proof would Mr White really have on me? Oh he saw me? Cool story bro, probably what they’d say.


Jesse falls asleep for the last time of the evening.


The sun starts to rise and peak through his curtains.


Ah, morning. Think I need some black out curtains or something; the sun is a bitch this morning. Maybe it’s because my life is turning around once again in thirty minutes.


Jesse pulls the cover off his car and jumps in. The ride to the bank is slow, with nearly every traffic light turning red on the way.


Jesse pulls into the car park, waiting for Mr White.


Mr White power walks to Jesse’s car, handing him seven thousand dollars, cold hard cash.


“Is this it?” Jesse yells, spitting at Mr White.


Mr White instructs Jesse to find an RV, with no other option.


Where could I get an RV from for seven thousand? Oh! Combo! His moms has an RV.


“Combo! Need a favour man, can I buy your Mom’s RV?” Jesse says, blurting out his words over the phone.


“Yeah man, whatever, just don’t tell her” Combo whispers back, right into his phones microphone.


Jesse heads down to Combos and they steal the RV out of his Mom’s driveway.


The next day looms over Jesse.


Alright, time for Mr White to get here. Common man, I’m nervous as hell!


“Yo! Let’s go man” saying the first word, gesturing White to drive.


This is it, the start of something new. Seems like he aint turning me in, so that’s good news. I don’t like him but if we can make some serious dough, I think I’ll be able to tolerate him.


The two of them drive to the outskirts of New Mexico in an RV which looks like it’s had better days.








Tuesday, 6 August 2013

Revenge Season 3 - Revival(First Draft)


 “Let Deaclon Potters death simply remind us of the cowards who are responsible for the attacks on our city!!” declared Conrad Grayson as the crowd cheered.

Jack sweating and shaking trying to quickly load his gun upstairs

“let us rather see his sacrifice as an inspiration to face our own insert future in strength and unity, coz one thing is certain, thanks to the courageous revolve of people of New York. I will be leading us into the most exciting future this state will ever know” Conrad carries on as the crowd become more vocal.

Jack aims riffle at Conrad, just as pulling the trigger Emily bursts through the doors with the faintest of voice “Jack don’t do it”

Jack frightened by Emily stares at her in despair and quickly refocuses on the task “Emily, go away. This has nothing to do with you!" demanded Jack 

A timid Emily replies “It has everything to do with me….” sorely looking at Jack with tears streaming down her face. “If only I had left you from the beginning none of this would have happened” at this point she walks around to be at gun point.

“Don’t throw your life away because of the choices I have made” as her voice begins to crack, desperately glancing into Jacks eyes for him to lower his gun.

A confused Jack replies, “What chocies?! What are you talking about!!?” glancing at Emily for a fraction of a second before refocusing on his target.

Desperate for his attention, Emily sighs “Jack, look at me”

At this point Jack thoroughly scrutinizes Emily. As they lock eyes, he has a flashback of their childhood.

“Deep down inside you’ve always known the truth” cries Emily. Before he could unravel the mystery, Emily reveals that she is Amanda Clark!

As they have a moment to themselves. Jack in disbelief, walks around waving his gun in the air stressed at the situation that just occurred.

Jack lashes out saying “So this whole time everything was a lie? My wife? My kid? My life? You? Me? Why!?”

As the cheers from the crowd fades, Conrad notices Jack and Emily. The crowd notices the change in the panic-stricken Conrad as he swivels at the site of jack and his gun.

Everyone begins to panic, screaming and shouting alarms are being set off. Police rush upstairs to arrest jack.

Daniel notices his fiancé being escorted by police and races after Emily to check on her. Emily ignores him telling him to get lost as she follows jack and the police outside.

At the prison Jack is taken in for questioning, sitting in frustration trying to make sense of his life until now. He knew he would go insane if he suffered another setback. With thoughts haunting him as he runs his agitating fingers through his hair.

Emily enters the room “Come on, get up we’re leaving”.

“I’m not going anywhere with you” Jack replies grinding his teeth.

Emily sighs “come on Jack! We don’t have much time.”

Jack punches the table with his two hands and shouts at Emily “Time for what!? you betrayed me, you lied about who you were, about who Amanda was. I don’t know who you are anymore!”

A frightened Emily cries out “please just give me the chance to explain. But I can’t do it here” staring into Jacks eyes, his eyes filled with anger and frustration. After much pleading Jack finally decides to leave with Emily desperate for the truth.

Emily and Jack arrive at Emily’s beach house in the Hamptons as they enter through the doors arguing as almost as they were a married couple.

“I’ve lost my wife, who I thought was you and now I have lost my brother! What am I supposed to do now?”

Emily comforts him and sits him down with tears streaming down their faces. Emily takes hold of Jack frail hands.

“Listen Jack this may not make sense to you now but you deserve to know the truth”.

Emily starts to unravel the truth about her and why she has returned to the Hampton's as Emily Thorn instead of Amanda Clarke her true identity.

As this conversation takes place across from the beach house is Victoria Grayson and her long lost son Patrick looking down at the beach house as Victoria explains to Patrick about her relationship with David Clarke the father of Emily Thorne the real Amanda Clarke who is deceased.

Back at the beach house after an enduring and emotional conversation Jack has now decided to jump on board and join forces with Emily as they prepare to take down the Grayson’s, starting with the mysterious bombing of Grayson global that claimed Declan’s life.

As they carefully examine the footage of the incident they discover that Conrad Grayson was behind the bombing and learnt that there was no such thing as the "Initiative Group" rather they were people benefitting off people fears.

While analysing the footage Emily’s facial expression changes as she notices a man in the crowd.

“Wait, wait Jack, rewind that” as if she just saw a ghost.

Jack rewinds and the both discover a man that looks like David Clarke.

They process the image and it matches the identity to David Clarke they both shocked and shaken by this amazing discovery of David Clarke.

”That’s impossible my father is still alive”. states Emily in disbelief

Monday, 5 August 2013

First Draft - CJ




Hey this is my first draft. Its a Pokemon fan fic. The main character is the son of the main character from the Manga/Anime series Pokemon and Game Boy game Pokemon Red/Blue/Green.
He is about to set out on his Pokemon journey and its about that and I guess him having to deal with his dads death and his fame. adventuring and moving forward after being down about stuff.
cheers

Like no one ever was

He awoke early having not slept well during the night. It was his birthday today but that was the furthest thing from his mind. Laying there in the early morning darkness of his room listening to the sounds of the neighbourhood, he heard a van across the road, park and someone exit. It must be Mr Rimu he thought to himself, Graveyard shift.


Aka came padding in and jumped on the bed and settled at the foot of the bed as he usually did. His thoughts immediately went out to his Mother and younger sister Rata and his faithful dog that he would be leaving behind.


It had been hard on the family since the death of his father at the hands of Team Rocket.  Though he  had come of age the decision to delay his journey was something he never gave a second thought to. Working at the local convenience store he was able to help with the bills and look after his sister when his mum had to work. Even though it had been two years since, his loss was still felt. Framed pictures lined the walls, trophies and badges of all types were on display throughout the house. A testament to the legend that he had become .

Living with the constant reminder didn’t help at times and despite his passing the expectation though never expressly spoken in his presence was that he become great like his old man Satoshi.

Wednesday, 31 July 2013

Easters Final

"How do i do it idiot i dunno how to work these things man,"

Lucy and Frank have been dating since forever and have been looking at marriage for almost a year now. Since Lucy moved in Frank has been nagging her about not wanting people to know they live together already so his solution to 'being right with God' was to get married.
Frank was your typical church boy that always had to do things the "right way". He had to be in the good books with everyone and never wanted anyone to see his mistakes. He saw himself perfect. Lucy, on the other hand, was more down to earth. A free spirited young lady She saw life as a working process and saw that mistakes were made to be learnt from. This is where they clashed.

I walked out of class on a breezy cool monday waiting for the rain to slap me in the face. To my surprise, Lucy was standing in the rain staring into mid air like she was watching a movie. i tried to get her attention to the point where i had to throw my bottle in her face. She finally snapped out of whatever it was and realised the water sinking into her socks.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you sick or what!"
"What are you talking about", ignoring the question, Lucy walked towards the quad.
"Hey babe, i missed you," Frank greeted her with a slobbering kiss.
"Why are you dripping with water? Did you forget to take your clothes off in the shower? jeez lady"

 Lucy spent the rest of the day in another world and i wasnt bothered with her little role play so i went home straight after class.

Finally bed time came and i was exhausted, then my phone goes off.
"What d'ya want Frank I'm sleeping," I answered.
"Come over now!" Frank replied
"What the hell its 10 o'clock Frank! Just sleep on the couch she'll forgive you in the morning," I was over their dramatic conflict.
"No idiot its Lucy she's crazy, like literally," he screamed.
"Frank, just go to sleep. Ignore her like you always do. She must be just try'na scare you" I flustered and hung up.

The next morning I met up with Frank and he looked like he hadn't sleep in weeks.
"What the hell happened to you?" I joked as I gave him a lazy slap,
"Lucy is what happened", I chuckled and punched his shoulder, but Frank didn't laugh like he used to.
"Okay .. what happened?" I was curious now.
"When i said she's crazy, I meant it. She was standing in the living room staring at the light bulb like it was just gonna magically turn on or some'n".
Frank had a whole heap of stories that just did not make any sense to me because I had seen all of it in movies before. Movies are made to entertain people not tell themwhat really goes on. I couldn't listen to it, I took it as 'a whole lot of crap'.

The next few days really did change things between Lucy and Frank. Frank got more perplexed as Lucy's behaviour became more delusional. Frank told me he often woke up to her crying in her sleep but no tears were wept. Things were starting to get unusual and may be Frank's stories were actually real, that he wasn't exaggerating this time. All this really got me stirred up inside.

Late that night I couldn't sleep. thinking about Lucy's behaviour was really starting to worry me because all this was too much to take in. Where did all of this come from? Is she sick? are these symptoms of being pregnant? I don't know and I didn't know to take it all in. Then my phone rings.
"Hello,"
"She at it again! but this time I cant get her to snap out of it,"
"Whats she doing?"
"She keeps heading towards the basement. Every time I try and direct her to the bedroom she gets stiff and I cant move her,"
"Coming."

I rushed over, yes in my pyjamas, but I didn't have to barge in as I had planned to. The door was already open with Frank waiting for me. The look on his face said it all.

"Where is she?" I demanded,
"This way".

He lead me down the narrow dull hallway towards a lonely wooden door. Sounded like it needed a makeover by the sound of it when he opened it. Down the dark stairs he lead me. I caught a glimpse of Lucy's gown, bit by bit until we reached the end of the staircase.

"She was talking to the little merry-go-round toy. I don't know who but it directed her to the window and now she's back at the mirror," said Frank with a weak response.

"Do you like my hair like this?" Lucy startled,
"I like rope swings as well," She said again,
"Really? Can you show me how you jumped off?"

At this point Frank was terrified and unsure of what to do but acting fast was something he couldn't 'brush off his shoulder'. Frank hesitated for a tad while and finally came to his senses. He walked up to Lucy, gently placed the palm of his hand on her forehead and his other hand on her back. He tilt her back to confirm he was in control and gently turned her around and walked her back upstairs.

"What the hell was that all about," I honestly could not come to my senses with what I just saw but damn I wanted to know what she was looking at. Yes the typical move, I crept towards the mirror anxious and nervous. I felt the rush of adrenalin spread through my body as I reached for the merry-go-round ... Nah stuff it! I couldn't do it. That tingling feeling behind my neck just pulled my last straw. Lucy's psycho and I didn't want to know anymore. I raced up the stairs and threw the door behind me assuring myself, that was the last!

I stayed away from Lucy and Frank that whole week. In fact, I had planned to stay away from them as much as possible.

So far, things were going great, well it had only been five days so I guess its still early to tell. Then the weekend came, ohhh my good old friend.

My Friday night was going to be breezy and relaxing. I planned to have a dvd night all to myself with the best whittikas chocolate in store, a cup of most finest Pinor Noir that I was saving for something special. All sweet to go. I cruised around in my favourite onesies untill ... my phone goes off.

"Hello?"
"Where have you been all week? why haven't you been answering my called?" Frank agitated.
"Oh Frank," I felt guilty
"Why's your number private?" I replied
"That does't matter. Look I really need your help with Lucy again please. She locked herself in the basement I can't seem to get in"
"Oh Frank just leave her, maybe she just needs some space," I replied
"Pleeeeease!!" he begged

THUMP!

"What was that?" I asked

Silence

"Frank?"

Silence


THUMP!

"FRANK!" I yelled

Silence

"FRANK! WHAT THE HELL!"

Pause

"Sh ..Sh..She's ..." he muttered

"What? she what? what is it?"

THUMP!

"What IS that?" I demanded

"She .. Sh.. She's .. uh .."

"FRANK! BLOODY HELL!"

Waiting for an answer was going to take years and at this point, I was curious. I wanted to know, I needed to know, I HAD to know.

"Fine I'm coming"

I hung up and left straight away .. yes in my onesies.

I drove into a crowded driveway towards a little normal two-story brick  house. Yeah not your usual big old fashioned scary looking house but, how unusual for only two residents?
I hoped out of the car and a little flash caught my attention from the corner of my eye. I looked over to the trimmed bush on the corner of the balcony and there it was again. I walked over and saw the flash again which led me to a little window. I looked through to see what it was and there was Lucy standing in front of the mirror again but this time she was dressed up in her favorite dress. She fitted into a short petite cream lace dress with a bow as a belt around her waist. As she modeled in front of the mirror I caught a glimpse of her face and the face I saw did not belong to Lucy.

"Lucy?" I knocked on the window
"Hey you!" I said louder
"She can't hear you" Frank said surprisingly
"Fliiiip'n hell Frank! Don't do that" I shoved him
"Well .. She won't listen. I've already tried" Frank replied.

I grabbed the nearest block of brick and smashed it through the window. Lucy stopped immediately.

"Lucy" Frank cried
"What the hell do you think your doing!" Lucy yelled
"Lucy, hunny, come here. Your hurting yourself" Frank replied

When I looked over at Lucy, I saw blood dripping from her forearm and blood smudged over her lips and chin.

Then, she let out a loud cry,

"GET OUUUUUUUUUUUT!"

As she screamed a thrash of wind threw Frank and I away from the window and we both smashed into the tree that stood 50 feet from the house. I looked up an saw the rope swing over my head and I fell unconscious.

I woke up from a screeching cat sound and forced myself to sit up.

"Frank, you all good?"

I looked around forcing myself up and I was alone. I looked up and saw these two doors in front of me. I stood up and walked towards the doors and opened them which lead me to the front yard where I hit the tree.

"Lucy what are you doing?"

Lucy was standing under the tree next to the rope swing. I started to make my way to the tree and to my attention was Frank laying on the tree trunk about 2feet up from the ground.

"Frank? I said walking towards him.

"Frank what are you doing get down"

I tugged on his shirt to get his attention but instead I got everything else. Frank flopped on me as we fell flat on the ground under the tree again.

"Get off!" I screamed as I pushed him off. Frank fell next to me back down and I looked over, Frank's face was pale. A thick bruised line drew across Franks neck as he stared upwards. He was dead. I screamed and jumped up away from him and tripped over a tree trunk.

"Whats wrong?" Lucy said gently as she sat leaning against the tree.

"Fr .. Fra .. Frank .."

"Franks tired just leave him," Lucy replied twirling her hair.

I moved backward astonished and marveled at the same time.

"Oh no don't go. You have to come with me Frank's waiting for us"Lucy said

"Frank's dead!"

"No silly'" Lucy replied moving towards me,

"He's waiting we need to go quickly," Lucy grabbed a hold of my ankle and pulled me closer.
I kicked her hand and jumped up trying to catch my balance and run at the same time and instead of getting away from Lucy, I ran straight into her falling back down again.

"I told you to stay!" Lucy said as she jumped on me forcing me down.

"You need to look like me. You need to wear something pretty to where we're going!" she said,

"Here .. I'll help you" Lucy said as she gently kissed my cheek with full control.

The End