Stacey v JenniferBen and Stacey shared a look as Jennifer came closer. When she almost reached her, Stacey stepped forward.‘Jennifer,’ she said in the friendliest tone she could manage, trying to get her away from Ben, ‘Please don’t do this, we are friends, after all, aren’t we?’For a brief moment, Jennifer stood still then started to laugh, ‘Friends, friends?’ she roared, ‘Why would I want to be friends with you after what you’ve done to me, bitch?’Stacey stepped a few paces back from her as she spoke, feeling herself getting upset and angry, but Jennifer continued to mock her. ‘You stole everything from me, you green-skinned bitch, but now I have even more power than you and I’m now more attractive than you.’As she continued talking, she didn't notice Stacey sprint towards her with her fist outstretched. Stacey hit her, sending Jennifer flying into the water feature near the entrance to the house. Hitting it hard, it smashed into a million pieces, leaving nothing but dust and r

A New Safe HouseIt was late in the afternoon as Stacey made her way up the stairs to Ben. Since the attack, the whole house had be put on red alert. Powerhouse had removed Jennifer’s body, and Mist had taken the soldier that Ben had stunned to be questioned. Stacey could hear Ben shouting at someone, she couldn’t tell what he was saying, but he sounded angry. Just as she reached the landing she saw something strange. An odd looking man came out from behind a door. He was about five foot eight, had short, black hair, and brown eyes with bags underneath them. He passed Stacey and went into the office, but as he did, Stacey thought that she saw him shift forms into someone else. Entering the office, she saw Ben and Frostbite, looking as if they were having a heated argument with one another. Stacey drew closer and listened.‘Ben, when are you going to open your eyes to the truth? That girlfriend of yours brought those hunters here.’ Frostbite coldly said in his Russian ac

Trisha MorganIt was early evening as Lt John Watts and Dr Sarah Young were waiting outside their barracks for Trisha to arrive. Since her arrival, Sarah had developed feelings for John. However, John didn't feel the same about her. For some reason, he was afraid of her, not because of her intelligence but there was something else about her. As they were waiting, Sarah grabbed his hand. ‘Something’s bothering you, isn’t it, John?’ She asked softly. John looked amused.‘Nothing’s bothering me, Sarah,’ he said as he turned his attention from her and looked at the coastline in front of the base.Sarah let go of his hand and stepped in front of his view.‘There is something on your mind that you aren’t telling me.’ She snapped, ‘Come on, John, tell me!’‘I've just been thinking that's all. If this plan of yours goes sour, what do we do?’The smile on her face faded as she heard him say that, ‘How will it go sour, John?’ She asked vehemently.‘I don'

The Mayor’s GalaIt was getting late in the evening as Peter Butler waited for one of his most important guests to arrive. A middle-aged man of average height, with dark brown hair that now was greying, he was wearing a black suit with a red tie. Standing next to him was his wife, she was the same height as him and had long, light brown hair and a kind face. Being far younger than her husband, ever since they married people had questioned whether she was only after his money. She was wearing a black evening dress with a pair of high heeled shoes. ‘Come on, Peter,’ she said sweetly, ‘You can’t stand out here all night waiting for our guests to turn up.’‘I know, Rachel, but I want to make a good impression with our guests, especially our good friend, Mr Fox.’ Rachel smiled, ‘Is he coming? I thought Ben was still serving in the military.’Peter looked at his wife, ‘He’s retired from the military now, Rachel, his main goal in life is to help kids to get off t

The Mayor’s GalaIt was getting late in the evening as Peter Butler waited for one of his most important guests to arrive. A middle-aged man of average height, with dark brown hair that now was greying, he was wearing a black suit with a red tie. Standing next to him was his wife, she was the same height as him and had long, light brown hair and a kind face. Being far younger than her husband, ever since they married people had questioned whether she was only after his money. She was wearing a black evening dress with a pair of high heeled shoes. ‘Come on, Peter,’ she said sweetly, ‘You can’t stand out here all night waiting for our guests to turn up.’‘I know, Rachel, but I want to make a good impression with our guests, especially our good friend, Mr Fox.’ Rachel smiled, ‘Is he coming? I thought Ben was still serving in the military.’Peter looked at his wife, ‘He’s retired from the military now, Rachel, his main goal in life is to help kids to get off t