THE NEW NEWS FILE

THE NEW NEWS FILE!

Out with the old and in with the new

-Sincerely, Jeannie Luv.

08/09/99 Monday 8:20 PM

Well, I got to say a lot has happened since we ended our old news file. But we decided that 200 pages were enough.. time to start again. And here we go. August eight is our first news article for this file. Read on à à à

Java hadn’t been seen nor heard from for months now. She literally disappeared. And no one had bothered to notice. She was glad. Her life was over if they found her. Her only hope was to sit this all out. Far away from all the world. She wanted her baby to live and it was going to live. No one was going to take it away. Since March, when she found out she was three and a half months pregnant, she had been thinking of a way to silently take care of this. The little cabin she had been staying at with the help of a hacker girl named Annie had kept her safe for the past six months. But her child is due any day now and Annie reported news that the Sector mob is on to her. That they hadn’t given up but were looking for their number one most wanted agent all this time. Java needs more help then a sixteen-year-old hacker. But is it really worth it? No. Not yet.. she is going to keep this up till the end. She has to. Java thought as she lay down on the bed in the small cabin, which had been her home for these months. What has she gotten herself into. Oh how many times she wished Jeff had survived. But Annie ran all checks. All records. Nothing. All the facts pointed that he after all had been deleted.

What the hell is this? Baby month? Java ain’t the only government agent to be due any day. Dana Scully of the FBI had just given birth to a baby girl this morning. The girl was born a month prematurely due to the fact that Dana got in a fight the night before and was badly beat up, after pointing a gun at Destiny the crow, nearly losing the baby all together. But the healthy baby girl was delivered at 10:32 AM. On her birth certificate being named Diana Ann Scully. Her mother Dana Katharine Scully and her father, supposedly, Fox Mulder. But with the birth of the child other questions arose. Whether Fox really is the father or not? There had been other leads pointing to the fact that the real father might have been Zen the god of death. That he took over Fox’s appearance when Dana was drunk and well.. got her knocked up. None of this is proven yet (but knowing Zen prolly is true) and since Zen is dating Renee at the moment makes you wonder. But her Renee is also dating both Hollocausetus AND Zen. So they’re even so to speak. Zen isn’t accepting the fact nor denying it. Not that he cares.

Nikki is planning a trip on to the South Pacific islands in search of an ancient artifact in the temple of the god KUMA. Sounds neat don’t it. I’m invited. So is my Ian. Dana is too, but I dunno if she’s coming. Of course Lara is second in command in planning this trip. Aspen is coming too. Andromida would as well but she had some urgent business and left two weeks ago. Aspen was glad but didn’t know exactly why. JoJo can’t come. Actually JoJo isn’t around much. Even her partner Duncan doesn’t know where she is. But Duncan is sure getting along with the crowd. So he’s coming. Fox is too.. he loves being on a boat with a buncha cute girls in skimpy bikinis. Holocaustus is invited and so is my friend Renee. But neither answered. But I made it clear I don’t want Zen there. Hey c’mone he and Ian will kill each other. And I don’t think I wanna blow up the pacific islands (if I get mad I’ll blow up all my surroundings as everyone knows by now). Nikki still didn’t give me much details on the trip so I can’t give you much details we’ll see. Also what I know is that Catzy and her three daughters, all grown up now.. but the power developments differ in all three so they appear to be different ages. Katrina, a real warrior with her short hair appears to be about thirteen. Valaska has the appearance of a cute brown haired fifteen-year-old. But don’t underestimate her, she’s just like Catzy. And Paradise is the one that still has the appearance of an eight-year-old. Her power development is quite slow but strong as well, her light red brown hair is usually up in a ponytail. We know that Nyma is living with her sister Catzy and the kids. Helping out and teaching the three magic, remember Nyma is the one specializing in magic. Here’s a resent picture of Catzy, Nyma and the three girls.

Cute family ehh? I just love Paradise’s kitten. Don’t you?

Well. Kat sure reminds me of her father. Makes me wonder how Bejanca is doing living with her power hunter father, Luke. She’s probably a cold-blooded killer by now. Who knows? I haven’t heard much of them. But Catzy is sure doing well. Well that’s it for this news article.. C-Ya!

08/10/99 Tuesday 12:44 AM

She gasped for air. Her vision had gotten blurred. She was oh so close. She felt the black metal go into her back and collapsed on her knees. Her red hair fell over her pure black eyes as she felt her blood spread over the black floor beneath her feet. The arrow hadn’t killed her but the pain was unbearable. She saw many demons such as her hit by the hell metal arrows but never felt it herself. She was a traitor, she was caught. She wished she were dead at that moment. She heard heels approaching her. They hit the black marble floor of the main room of the castle. She knew who it was already, Her masters, she was a lower class demon. She was basically a servant, not even a guard, and just a young demon child. And now she was a traitor against the daughter of hell and her husband. She was against Barachi and Holocaustus. Her eyes were shut tight from the pain of the black arrow as she sat clenched up on the floor in her own blood.

"well, well, well. What do we have here? A little traitor ehh?" a female voice sharp and emotionless.

The girl blinked forcing her eyes open. Yes, before her stood the demoness and the daughter of hell herself. Barachi, with her short black hair and black eyes, dressed in an outfit similar to her own, Black leather dress and knee high boots. A black metal sword was at her right side and Holocaustus stood at her left. It was hard to believe that at one point Barachi was very human like. That at one point no more then a year ago she had been nice so to speak. The girl kept her eyes on Barachi and Holocaustus. The girl’s red hair spilled over onto the floor mixing with the similar colored blood. Holocaustus seemed mysterious as ever. He seemed always upset with Barachi and himself. And everyone knew that both had other lovers up on Earth.

"b… Barachi.." the girl whispered since she couldn’t do much more.

"You’re a stupid little traitor Malgia, now what shall I do as your punishment" Barachi spoke in her emotionless voice and raised the sword.

"Barachi.. leave the girl" Holocaustus spoke.

"why?" Barachi looked to Holocaustus.

"just do it" he waved his hand and the arrow came out quickly.. but Malgia still felt the pain and yelped.

"fine.. but only because I came up with a batter punishment" Barachi said glaring at Holocaustus. She never allowed herself to be proven the weaker one. She was the daughter of hell after all.

"rather then remain a servant at our castle, I shall give her to your mother’s house.. yes Ageli won’t mind a new little worker" Barachi said. Ageli was Violator’s wife and the mother of the demons, Holocaustus, Clauditianna, Arachnia, and Vlantor. Ageli lived with Clauditianna and Vlantor. Magia knew now she was in for it.

"whatever Barachi, I’m leaving" Holocaustus folded his demon wings back into his human form and tossed on a jacket.

"fine with Me.. go to your Earth slut!" Barachi stormed out as well. Magia was left were she was. She blinked awaiting someone to come for her. Her strength returned now that the arrow was out. She jumped to her feet. Her black mini-skirt and leather tube top drenched in her own blood. She ran out the secret exit she was heading for previously. She had business to take care of. And she was SOOOO glad that of Barachi’s temper now that she was pregnant. Magia knew it’d be better that she and the rebels complete the plan before Barachi’s child is born. Magia soon made it to earth to meet the others.

Joanne sat at the window seat on the coach bus. Her head tilted back and her violet colored eyes looking over the passing scenery. Her hair is messily back in braid and a denim jacket is pulled over a white tank top and light blue jeans. She should’ve given a warning she thought. Told someone before just signing up for a week off, grabbing her cash and taking a bus to Virginia. This was so unprofessional and what about Duncan? He must think that his first ever partner hates him. She should’ve been nicer on the rookie. It’s just with everything on her mind. Take Lestat and Nick for instance, Nick doesn’t listen to her feeling and Lestat.. well he disappeared for months without even a word. They’ll kill each other over her and she doesn’t even know what to do. But the two weren’t top priority on her mind. Her life was first to be taken care of. She had to know. That’s why she was rushing out to Virginia. Maybe she can get some answers that Lara’s research couldn’t. There was also another question that the research popped up. Through the many case studies and news reports of her mother’s murder. She found that in some it stated that the baby found with the mother was a bay and not a girl. Is it a typo? She had to know.

The bus pulled to a stop. Jo grabbed the bag off the empty seat beside her and rushed out. The bus sped away and she was left standing near the hotel along with some other passengers, which got off as well. First she would check herself into the hotel. Then she would look over the papers again and find some witnesses, which she will talk to in the morning. None of the papers or files stated much about her mother. And that’s what Jo is out to find out. Who was Laura Mitchell? And was it through her bloodline that Jo got the hellcat abilities? Jo had to know. And she would find out no matter what. All these thought plagued her mind as she approached the hotel. She glanced at her watch. 1:55 PM, good, she can grab a bite to eat and then go visit Laura Mitchell’s mother, her biological grandmother.

Joanne bit her lower lip and knocked on the door. She then looked down to a small piece of paper, Sofia Mitchell 49 runner drive. She knocked again. "coming!" she heard a voice. Jo just stood there her hands in her pockets her blue jeans all faded and her hair a mess. She should’ve at least fixed herself up.

"yes who is it?" the door opened slightly and an old woman of maybe 74 looked out. She seemed nice. Her white hair pinned up and her eyes light green, she had a pleasant expression and wore a gray sweater and long, brown, skirt. "uhm.. excuse me are you Mrs. Sofia Mitchell?" Jo asked, her voice shy and soft. She felt her heart beating a mile a minute. "yes dear.. what is it?" the woman caught Jo’s nervous expression and became slightly alarmed. "my name is Joanne Santor, you don’t know me but….." Jo paused for a moment ".. I think your daughter, Laura Mitchell, is my biological mother" Jo said. The woman gasped her eyes revealing show shocked she was. At first she thought it could be a trick but then saw by Jo’s eyes that Jo wasn’t lying. "oh dear" she exclaimed "come on in" she said and opened the door wide keeping her eyes on Jo. Jo entered slowly and looked over the cozy house. Pictures hung on walls and the place had a very calm aura to it that the hellcat senses picked up on almost immediately.

The woman led Jo into the living room where she told her to have a seat on the couch and sat down at a seat herself. "is it really you? My Laura’s baby?" she whispered her eyes on Jo the whole time. Jo nodded slowly. "yeah I suppose.. I grew up in a foster family.. I’m a detective now. I ran some checks and…." Jo broke off not knowing what to say. "please go on.. I thought you were dead.. the FBI they were all over, I was afraid you were in some lab or.." Sofia broke off as well. "oh I’m sorry.. I just wanted to know. I… well this may sound silly but the main reason I came here from New York is because I wanted to know why I have these special… abilities" Jo said wondering how her ‘grandmother’ will react. She gasped… "oh dear.. so you do.. I feared that" "what? Please tell me." "your mother, my baby, she fell for this man.. well. Since you inherited It.. I shouldn’t beat around the bush…. Should I? He was a were-cat believe it or not child" she said, her eyes for the first time to the floor. "oh I believe it" Jo said, she was glad, she had to know for sure. She suspected something of the sort but there were more questions. "what about.. my mom.. what happened?" she asked softly not wanting to push. "well you see child. Your father was a very nice man I have to say. Laura was madly in love with him. But.. this other man.. whose name I never learned. He was a hunter, he was going to kill your father, whose name was Marcus by the way. Laura and Marcus were going to run away with you but…. She had her hair up, it was dark, and she wore his jacket and held his pendant.. that bastard *sob* mistook her for him.. and.." she broke of. Jo felt so bad for asking now but glad to know the truth. "I’m sorry.. I shouldn’t have come I guess"

"no child…the main thing is you’re safe, you weren’t killed and the FBI must’ve never learned of your abilities…" she smiled for the first time, she then moved over to a dresser and took a small crystal box down, she walked over to Jo and opened it. "this was your father’s pendant, I suppose it belongs to you now, Joanne" she said and put the silver pendant on a rope with a cat design on it, over Jo’s head. Jo smiled "thank you" and hugged her. "I’m so happy you’re all right, my grandchild is alive… maybe your brother is alive too" she said, Jo looked up puzzled sitting beside Sofia. "brother?" "oh of course love.. you didn’t know… you have a twin brother"

As usual, more answers lead to more questions that lead to more quests. Jo finally found out why she is hellcat. She found her grandmother and will visit often from now on. But now she has to find her brother and she has to find the hunter before she can actually return to her life. Jo thought this over as she curled up in the hotel bed. She had a lot of things to do tomorrow and she needed her sleep.

08/11/99 Wednesday, 7:40PM

Destiny sat alone on the edge of a rooftop. Her pretty silky black hair waving in the wind. She had her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms over her knees, clenching a butcher knife in her right hand. Her light green eyes were watching as the sun set and cast a rosy glow over everything, including herself. Her leather jacket was tossed on the roof floor and her crow, or shall I say talon, sat perched on a nearby cable antenna. She felt a presence behind her and heard the roof door creek open. She could tell someone had come onto the roof and was now watching her. But she didn’t care, even though she had the knife in her hand and could easily scare or/and hurt them, she didn’t move a muscle and just ignore the silly distraction. She came here to have a moment’s rest and watch the beautiful sunset. Besides what’s the worse he or she could do? Push her off the roof? Big deal! She’d just land as softly as a cat on her paws. "‘ey luv, what’s so bad that you’re gonna kill your self over it baby?" a voice asked. It was male voice and had a kind of obnoxious tone to it but yet an odd calm and attraction. Destiny, of course, wasn’t going to fall for that. "Go away whomever you are! I’m not in the mood to kill you… and whatever makes you think I’m gonna commit suicide?"" she called to him without turning around. "Uhm. Well, let’s see, a depressed girl sitting on the edge of the roof with a butcher knife clenched in her hand...hmm? Whatever gave me that idea," he said and Destiny had to use all her will power not to chuckle and keep her, bitchy, go away attitude. "Well I’m not! So go already before I toss you off this building MYSELF!" she said strictly. "Heh… somehow I doubt that. Now why don’t you turn around so I can see that pretty face of yours" he said more of a telling her to do it rather then asking her, yet all along something in his voice appealed to her. "No!" she said, though she couldn’t help sneak a peek over her shoulder, though she still didn’t turn around. She had to admit to herself that he was really cute. He had blond messy hair with strands over his face and a ponytail in the back. He was a bit taller then her, well build wearing a black T-shirt, which had in red letters "I dO wHaT thE VoiCeS iN mY HeAd tEll mE To" written on it. She couldn’t help but smile at that. She wanted a T-shirt like that too. He also wore a pair of faded blue jeans ripped at the knees and a leather jacket. "Aww c’mone" he smiled but she turned her eyes away after only a glance. "No, but since you’re here annoying me, you might as well tell me your name" she said more of telling him then asking him. "It’s Lance, and you butcher knife girl?" he asked. "Destiny, if you really have to know" she said. "Cute… you never expect psychopaths with that name" at that Destiny let out a chuckle and turned around lowering her feet from the ledge to the roof floor. "See! You are a cutie! All the cute ones go bonkers!" he exclaimed and they both chuckled. "I’m not bonkers!" she exclaimed playfully. I’m just dead, she thought to herself. "Oh yeah butcher knife girl is real normal ehh?" ".... No comment" she smiled. "So, wanna grab a cup of coffee luv? Maybe explain to me why you’re the butcher knife girl." He joked. "Only if you’re buying ...And I get to order whatever I want" she said and grinned. "I like your style babe"

"Thanks …I guess" She slid off the rail and over to Lance. He was cool she thought. Most in his position would run when they see a psychopath on a roof with a butcher knife, not him, he just cracks jokes.

The night was young. There was a whole world of opportunity out there. Stupid people, who would do anything for money, even risk their own lives. And she would be the one to make the deal. Marlane Lisa Gabriella DeMoneque was her name. And she was sure a

Beauty. Her hair pale blond in curls down to her butt. Her figure perfect with size D breasts, a curved waist and long legs. She wore a tight black spaghetti straps dress that seemed like it was made for her. It was long and spilled out onto the floor like black ink. A pair of black sunglasses covered her icy blue eyes, but somehow the young man sitting in front of her could feel her eyes on him. She fiddles with the black cross hanging from a choker around her neck as she spoke to him. "I told you her name, all you have to do is find out all you can about her and then kill her, and you get whatever your heart desires" She smiled seductively "million in cash?" the boy asked hopefully. "Deal" she said as if it was nothing but pocket change. He gladly agreed and rushed off leaving her sitting alone at the table in the Blue Ivy club. This was a lovely club with no rules, no cares, run by a loner hellspawn named Ivory. Eight years ago Marlane would kill her but today the hellspawn posed no danger. After all Marlane was a fallen angel. She gave up everything when her mortal daughter Jennifer was born. She would do anything for her child. She kept her secret for six years. Until a demon lord found out of her and took her captive. Marlane had to save her child and in order to do that she had to lead the Archangel Michael into a trap. She had no other choice. Thankfully, Michael wasn’t killed even though he faced great odds, and won. But after that Marlane was thrown out of heaven. She was considered a threat. Then not long after that another horrible thing happened. Jennifer was embraced by a kindred and killed. That forced Marlane over the edge. She became a vampire hunter and a boss hiring others to do her deeds using money and… other things.

08/12/99 Thursday, 10:11 AM

What was she nuts? Destiny asked herself for the millionth time. Maybe this wasn’t happening she said closing here eyes for a brief moment. She turned her head slightly to see "Lance" sleeping beside her, his blond hair spread over the pillow and mixing with her own black hair. Oh this was sure happening. She assured herself. She could hardly remember anything she did yesterday. She must’ve been extremely drunk. How careless of her! Ending up in bed with a guy, whom she doesn’t even know, except his name, was soooo unlike her. When she was alive she liked to party but she was careful and now? Well she is dead... its not like she can catch AIDS nor get knocked up, she really prayed for that second one. Was she considered a slut now? She asked in her head, her green eyes staring up at the ceiling as she lay underneath the white blanket trying to put things together. Out the window she could see the glowing blue sign... 24hr Motel & Dinner. Her clothes were piled up on a chair along with his. God she was a slut! She yelled at herself. But then again, she was dead. Being dead brings stress! What better was to relive stress then to get drunk off your mind and have sex with someone you know absolutely nothing about? She chuckled at her thought and climbed out of bed. She might as well get dressed and have some breakfast at that dinner. She glanced over her shoulder again; yep he was still asleep. And she had to admit to herself she had good taste; he was, mad cute. She slipped on her bra and underwear, her fishnet stockings and leather skirt and then grabbed for his "I dO wHaT thE VoiCeS iN mY HeAd tEll mE To" shirt. She liked that shirt. "Hey babe with the butcher knife... last I remember you were the one in the leather tube top" he said and lifted his head up. "Yeah well last I remember it was just supposed to be a cup of coffee" she said and slipped the shirt over her head. "Well... we did have coffee... besides butcher knife girl what am I supposed to wear? There ain’t no way you gonna get me to wear that!" he pointed to the top Destiny had on. Destiny chuckled. "Do you know how many stares I’ll get!" he joked. "I’ll be back... I promise, I’m just gonna get a REAL cup of coffee and some bacon and eggs" she smiled and tied her boot. "But I’m still keeping the shirt." She added. "Well what do I get?" he asked and sat up smiling at her. Destiny turned around a grin on her face. "You already got last night" she chuckled and turned back around to tie the other boot. He leaned over to kiss her but she stood up. "Nah, nah, nah! I’m sober now… bye!" She waved, snatched up her jacket, and walked out the door. Walking down the stairs she yawned slightly. She felt that her gun was still in the inside pocket of her jacket and so was her butcher knife. She wandered into the dinner and sat down into a booth by a window. Well, it sure worked, she thought, I can’t even remember whatever was troubling me yesterday. She leaned back against the red booth as a waitress came by. She was a woman in her thirties in a pink waitress uniform with a name Grace on it. She had a pad and a pencil in her hands. "What do you want honey?" she asked "just a cup of coffee and some pancakes with sausage" Destiny said and smiled then glanced out the window into her own thoughts, as the waitress nodded and left jetting down her order on the pad.

"Java? Yep, me Annie! Anyhow... I got good news and bad news… what do ya wanna hear first?" Annie asked. Was talking on a cell-phone while she was sitting at her computer in the small apartment she once shared with Shannon the crow. Until Shannon mysteriously disappeared. Annie knew she went back and didn’t give it much thought. Annie’s blond hair was up in a messy ponytail and silver rimmed glasses rested on the tip of her nose. Her blue eyes scanned the information on screen in front of her. "Annie! I’m not in the mood for games! I’m due any day and I got the government after me!" Java yelled into her cell annoyed. She was in that small cottage and wore a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. She didn’t look like she was pregnant at all! Her blond hair was all over her shoulders and she had her glasses in her hand, Her eyes brown. "They found ya! That’s… the… uhm… bad news" Annie mumbled. "Duh! Annie!" Java exclaimed. This was beyond bad news. "But! I got good news too! I got in contact with my old friend, an intergalactic seraph angel and ex-hellspawn huntress now a freelance bounty hunter for hire!" Annie explained that in a quick way confusing Java "huh?" Java asked lifting a brow. "Never mind… All you gotta know is her name’s Angela; she’s REALLY kewl! And may dress sorta odd. She’s arriving there on a transport flux that monitors all angel transport activity and allows her to transport, or ride the flux as she says, to any galactic world, through a beam of white light as you may say. She’s just returning from a hunt half a galaxy away on the jungle world of Kyntek V." Annie explained in detail with an anxious voice like a kid talking about her hero. You could tell Annie really thought highly of Angela and was proud to be friends with her, bragging about it all the time. "Ok what ever Annie… this woman, bounty hunter, how she gonna help me? There’s no way two women, one pregnant, can take out a whole highly experienced government team! And by now there’s nowhere I can go if they know I’m here!" Java exclaimed, Annie broke out laughing. She couldn’t help herself. It was a bunch of frail mortal morons with stupid guns Vs. Angela? HA! That’s a laugh. "… Don’t… don’t worry Java… ha, ha, ha… Angela will take care of everything. She was glad to help me… her old friend… say you wanna know how we met? I was just a little girl… like eight… and mom was taking me to the store and I got lost……" Annie mumbled on about her friend when Java interrupted "shove it Annie!" and slammed the phone down. How could she not worry? ! ? She sat by the bed and did the only thing she could do... she waited. In a short while she heard something. She was sure there was team outside. She rested her head back and kept her eyes on the door. In a loud BANG the door flew down. Java expected a team, men with guns pointed at her. But that was not who she saw. There stood a woman in the doorway. She was told, thin and yet strong with waves of red hair, a sword, a battle stave and some weird ribbons. She stood there with a, let’s get this over with, look to her.

Java raised a brow. This must be Angela… boy Annie sure didn’t exaggerate, Java thought. "Java right? Ok, let’s get going I still gotta finish a job and I’m wasting time" Angela turned around and motioned for Java to come. What else could Java do? She climbed to her feet and walked over by the door and Angela. "Listen you don’t know the people that are after me, their highly skilled government agents" Java said trying to be useful. Angela kept herself from laughing. Whatever happened to the good old days? When she actually felt challenged by an opponent? She asked herself while walking out the door. Java shrugged and tried to trust Annie and Annie’s friend. Angela was about to exit the cabin when she stopped dead in her tracks. "Five posted left, five right, a couple behind those trees and a few more around the back" Angela said. Java gave her a look, how do you know? Angela reached for her sword "a sword! They have serious fire power and you’re gonna use a sword!" Java exclaimed. "Stop asking stupid questions and just stay here" Angela said and took out her sword.

08/14/99 Saturday 6:59 PM

Was this the second or third day she spends here? Destiny wondered. She wondered many things for the last couple of days but oddly she never worried. The small motel and dinner were practically in the middle of nowhere. It was just a small place in between miles and miles of highway. She asked herself a few times why she didn’t just leave that day. Could be the fact that her bike was left by her old apartment back in the city. Could be that she was too tired to leave. But most likely she just didn’t want to. She did wonder though how Lance got here and where he disappeared to that morning with no car? Also how does he pay for the motel and why does she keep on finding cash in her jacket pocket? But as said before she wondered about a lot. She did discover a small beach only a quarter mile from the highway. It was a nice place. No one EVER went there. Mostly cause it had a WARNING DANGER sign, the waves were way too big for a normal human to swim in and not drown. Not that Destiny gave a shit about drowning. She liked it there. She liked the whole place and even though she hated to admit it she liked spending time with Lance. But where the hell was he? She came up from eating breakfast in the dinner to find him not in the room. It’s not like she’s his babysitter, but she is quite curious. He seemed quite tired in the morning. Well they did hang out on the beach all night. For some reason she didn’t worry that he’d drown either. And not worrying … worried her. The beach was where she sat now, thinking over her circumstances. Sitting in the shallow water the waves hit her at full speed, enough to knock a 500-pound man out and drown him, but she hardly moved an inch. This death gig was pretty neat, she thought. Her tights, boots, skirt and jacket where piled up on the dry part of the beach. She wore only the black T-shirt; she did end up keeping it after all, not that she cared though. No one ever came here. Somewhere Lance managed to get himself a new shirt. A neat one too, I watch the X-Files…don’t mess with me, and had a green alien on it. She wondered where he got all the neat shirts. But there was one thing she was curious about most. Where the hell did her crow go? Last she saw it; it was on that antenna on the roof. This should worry her, it really should, but it didn’t. She laughed at that. Out loud. She didn’t give a damn about shit no more! Another huge wave hit covering her fully. Not that it mattered much. She brushed the black strands of hair, which stuck to her face, away. And stood up. She didn’t know how long she’d been sitting here but the sun was setting and she really should get back.

Her hair and shirt dripped soaked as she walked back to the hotel. She just crossed the highway and thought it odd that no cars passed by since after all this was rush hour. She reached the hotel and stopped dead in her tracks the moment she laid eyes on it. "What the fuck happened here?" she exclaimed and stared at what she remembered as the motel. Except this wasn’t the middle class motel and diner she was staring at. This was a wreak! The windows and doors broken and boarded up, the blue glowing sign broken with missing letters. No sign of life anywhere, the place looked like it was abandoned years ago. What was going on here? She asked herself and walked over to the motel. With ease she ripped the boards from the door and walked in. Yes this was definitely the place. There was the booth she sat at, and the staircase leading to the room. She walked over to it, ignoring her wet hair and shirt. This was way too weird, even for a dead girl. She ran up the stairs and swung the door open nearly tearing it off. She blinked. The room looked exactly the same as this morning. The sheets messed up, her tank top on the floor. Why was the room fine? Why was the rest of the place a mess? She asked these questions as she sat down at the edge of the bed. This was too weird, she thought. She even wondered now where exactly was she. She heard something behind her and quickly turned around… but not quickly enough.

08/15/99 Sunday, 10:19 PM

"Oh shit…" he mumbled as he stepped into the dinner through the old broken door. "I am such an idiot!" he said to himself and glanced at his watch. There was no way she wouldn’t find out about this. He was screwed and he knew it. I chuckled and brushed some of my waist long blond hair back from my currently dark green eyes. The expression on his face was priceless and I decided to stand in the shadows of the broken down place a few more minutes and enjoy the show. He walked over and kicked some boards on the floor mumbling some curses again. I stepped over a broken chair and into the light dressed in a plain peach colored baby doll dress on over a pair of black bicycle shorts. Cute, don’t you think? "Nice going Zen… heh… real smart of ya" I said a grin on my face, he whirled around as if shocked although I knew he knew I was there. "…Oh you" he mumbled. "What? No cheap compliments to get on my good side?" I joked. "Shove it Amy I’m not in the mood" he said and collapsed into an old dusty booth with a sigh of annoyance. "What’s wrong luv? Is it really all that hard to play three girls and keep your mind straight for such a strong and powerful god?" I said with sarcasm and then laughed. This was soooo kewl. "I’m not in the mood, besides what the hell would you know… you were always the good little girl" he said, I was defiantly getting to him. I brushed off the dust from a seat with my hand and sat down. "Frankly I’m surprised you didn’t try to off Destiny once you’ve fucked her… heh, I actually know how you think" I said and glanced around the place. "And I’m really impressed with the illusion you put up on this old ghost motel… even I was fooled… at first" I added. I was also surprised at how stupid he acted, an illusion this complex takes a lot of mental sustaining to uphold and that’s not something you have when sleeping with three different women as three different personas. But I decided not to say that. "Yeah well, none of that crap matters, guess you’re right babe, now that my act is up I might as well off the slut" he grinned, yep Zen’s back I thought. I was going to say that Destiny’s not a slut, but no reason to argue. "Maybe we can get together… relive the olden days ehh?" he smiled seductively. "Fuck off Zen, I’m busy and anyhow… for once I decided to be nice to you. Once I saw you illusion wear off I knocked Desty out. She’s upstairs asleep, this mess of a motel is just a dream to her. All you gotta do is fix this mess and wake her up… oh and nice shirt" I smiled and stood up brushing off my dress. "Amy you are gorgeous… guess there’s no need to kill the girl… unless you and I…" he grinned. "No Zen… I gotta run now, C-ya soon, although I hope not too soon" I whirled around and walked out of the diner onto the hot sun. As I looked back for a moment, before vanishing into my own business, the motel and diner where back to their as if new conditions with illusion waitresses and customers waddling about.

08/17/99 Tuesday, 10:42 AM

Annie snatched her cell phone off the floor the moment it rang "Angela! Oh thank god! Where in the world are ya two? It’s been days with no contact5 and I was really worried…" Annie mumbled over the phone in a hyper voice although she was sleepy as hell. She was up all night on her computer and was just going to sleep tucked under the cover in a long white T-shirt with her hair messed up and her glasses folded neatly under the pillow. "It’s a long and complicated story Ann. Simply she was kidnapped I had to rescue her and miss my hunt I rescued her and Well fact is it’s over with now and I’m fine at the Brooklyn County Hospital…" Angela was interrupted "HOSPITAL! Are you hurt?" Annie yelled out "no Annie I’m fine… actually I have a hunt I was called in on, just get your ass here ‘cause your friend is having her kid and I gotta run" Angela hung up abruptly and left Annie with her mouth open. "OH MY! Jeez! She’s having the baby!" Annie called out and hopped out of bed like a bullet and snatched her Catholic school girl skirt slipping it on under the T-shirt. She tossed on her blazer and a pair of sneakers and rushed out the door.

Annie took her car out and tried to get there as quickly as she could but got up stuck in traffic. Truthfully she didn’t know anything from Angela’s call. Had Java already given birth? Had she just gone into labor? No one close to her ever had a child before (we mean no one mortal, Catzy doesn’t count) all these thoughts raced through her head. By the time she knew it she had pulled up by a meter near the hospital. She popped in a quarter and raced up through the doors skidding to a stop by the secretary nurse. "Uhm…hi! I’m Annie, like can you tell me where a woman name Java McNiel is? She’s like having a baby!" Annie blurted out as if she’d have too much coffee. The nurse looked at her oddly and then ran a check through the computer. "Ms. McNiel was checked in yesterday by some red head. Are you immediate family?" she asked the girl. "Uh-hum, yep! Her sister!" Annie lied. "Fine, room 27 down the hall, but don’t disturb her, she’s just given birth and is exhausted." The nurse said and pointed down the hall. Annie took off her sneakers skidding on the shiny floor. She stopped in front of the door and took a deep breath to calm herself down and then twisted the knob and entered. "Java! Hi! How are ya! …You look like hell!" Annie said cheery and looked to Java who was in the hospital bed her hair messed up and she really did look exhausted. "Oh thanks Annie… you’re so nice" Java smiled weakly. Annie walked over by the bed. "You’re red head friend really gets the job done" Java added. "Yeah told ya… soooo…" Annie smiled widely awaiting what Java has to say. "Soooo what? I’m on many, many drugs" Java said in a weak voice and looked to Annie. "Soooo Boy or Girl? I gotta know what color balloons to get" Annie asked anxiously, Java smiled "Guess"…

Catzy sat on the roof of a building across the street of the Jewel convention in Manhattan. She had on her black cat suit and her brown hair was pinned up in two buns. Valaska and Katrina, her two older daughters, joined her. There was sure to be an attempt on these jewels since tomorrow the most expensive once were being separated and moved to LA and this would give the girls practice. A plain old jewel thief was child’s play for Catzy herself but it’s a good way to test how the girls fight. Valaska was happy, she loved working with her mother on these hunts, she, truly had the spirit. But Katrina was pouting ‘cause she didn’t wanna miss Buffy the Vampire slayer on T.V. "mom, why’d I have to come" Kat wined "Katrina, my love, please just do this once. Val may need you for back up and it’s good practice for you" Catzy smiled to her daughter "I can take care of any silly thief without any backup!" Val protested. Catzy shook her head slightly. Kat leaned against the roof rail and yawned. Val kept her eyes on the building. "Mom… that’s no mouse is it?" Val whispered and pointed to a shadow move from the roof door across the roof. "He’s making his getaway with the jewels" Catzy said a smiled played across her face. Kat just yawned again. Val hopped on the rail with the agility of a cat and used her whip to wrap around a light post and swing onto the roof of the building. She landed in a crouched position and scanned her surroundings. Catzy watched her, "Kat watch your sister", she said to Kat and Kat pocked her head up over the railing to look as Val moved across the roof. The thief stopped to look over the bag and the goods. Val approached in the shadows behind him trying to get a better look. As she watched the thief she realized that it wasn’t, a he at all, it was a she. She wore a ninja cat suit with a long black ponytail at the top of her head and a katana on her back. She was looking through a black book bag. Val smiled thinking how easy it was. Catzy watched silently, something about this thief told her that it’s not that simple, yet she couldn’t tell that the thief was a woman. "You better give those jewels back!" Val exclaimed and extended her claws. The thief stopped going through her bag but stayed with her back to Val. "or what?" she asked in a calm cold voice. Val took a step forward her claws out. "Or you’ll be sorry" Val said. "Oh yeah?" suddenly the thief whirled around still in a crouched position her hands on the floor and high kicked Val in the stomach with one foot. Val flew back and skidded on her back on the roof that coming as a total surprise to her. The thief flipped up to her feet and so did Val. Val lunged at the girl with her claws but she just ducked and tripped Val and then did a back flip and kicked her hard in the side. Val choked and curled up into a ball for a moment before stumbling to her feet. "You still want the jewels back girly?" the thief exclaimed. Catzy watched carefully with Kat, her cat hearing picked up that phrase. Her eyes widened and she mumbled something under breath. "Mom, ain’tcha gonna help Val?" Kat asked but Catzy kept her eyes on the ninja thief girl in amazement. "Yes I do! And you better give ‘em up before I kick your ass all the way off this building!" Val exclaimed. Her eyes glimmered with lightning for a moment and it began to pour down. The rain hit the roof softly soaking everything in its sight. "Ooh, soooo scary darling!" the thief exclaimed with sarcasm in her voice. Val flipped forward her claws extended straight at the thief, her eyes glowed slightly, and she prepared for a mental attack and gave it all she's got. The thief just stood there, then, as Val approached, leaped up into air over Val. She did a flip and kicked Val in the back as she passed under her. She knocked Val into a rail hard. Val coughed. "Enough playing, you’re done for, never challenge me unless I wish it!" the thief exclaimed and pulled out her katana. The rain calmed down and stopped as Val began to grow tired and hurt. "MOM!" Kat exclaimed at Catzy. Catzy stood in amazement but she couldn’t let her baby Valaska get killed. Catzy jumped up onto the railing, then leapt onto a light post and as quickly and softly she jumped onto the roof behind Val and the thief. The thief did notice and held the katana to Val’s throat. "Leave my daughter alone!" Catzy voice boomed, as she extended her claws, but she wanted to do everything NOT to hurt the thief girl. The thief whirled around her katana clenched in her hand. Her eyes widened on Catzy, she could tell when she was over her head. Catzy approached from the front and Val shook the damage off and approached from the back cornering the thief. "No… YOU leave MY daughter alone" another voice said rather calmly from the shadows. "Lucas!" Catzy whirled around. Sure enough Luke stepped out of the shadows holding the thief girl’s bag in one hand and a katana in the other. The thief girl ran over to his side. Val raised a brow. Kat joined her mom and sister on the roof and watched quietly. "So it is her… " Catzy said in a lower softer voice. "Yes my darling" Luke grinned, he walked over to Catzy. Val and Kat watched in amazement as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. "MOM!" they both exclaimed "Daddy! What are you doing!" the thief girl exclaimed. Luke then kicked Catzy in the stomach, his usual fashion, and whirled around. "Ciao kitten" he laughed and made an escape with the thief girl by his side. Catzy coughed but quickly recovered from the blow to her stomach. "What an asshole" she mumbled. "Can I ask a question here?" Kat said and bit her lip curiously. "Later Katrina, let’s go home now" Catzy whirled around and walked away. Val and Kat shrugged at each other and followed not muttering even another word.

08/19/99 Thursday, 8:49 AM

Note Before the articles: I dunno if I should even get involved in typing this, but hey I know something that you probably don’t (Renee) and so to simply put it, Spawn’s wife is pregnant with his child after he used his cloak to mask as that guy. Uhm… oh year Terry I think. Anyhow and the huntress Jade that was helping Spawn got killed. Yadda, Yadda, Yadda, you get the point. Now back to our usual crap.

I have been planning this South Pacific trip for weeks now! People canceling, adding and transferring am I some airport here! Nikki exclaimed and put her head in her hands as she sat on the couch in the main room of Lara's yacht. Yeah, I understand completely, it's not easy planning a group trip Lara sat beside her. Nikki, Lara why don't just the three of us go I mean isn't it easier that way Aspen pointed out she stood by the window her black hair tied back and a light blue summer dress on over her bikini. But what about Ian and Duncan and everyone else who said they'd come Nikki looked up, her blond hair was tossed over her black, she wore a white tank top with a pair of cargo pants. Lara leaned back against the back of the couch her hair in its usual braid with a swimsuit and a pair of torn faded jeans. We all know it's going to take them bloody well long to get ready. It's almost the end of summer let us just do this." She said. Nikki lifted her head "yeah, alright, it'll be unexpected. Let's do it. I got all the stuff in my jeep already, Aspen, Lara pack up were going to the South Pacific" Nikki exclaimed and stood up running out to her jeep. Aspen left the room too. Lara sat there wondering what exactly just happened.

08/25/99 Wednesday, 10:52 AM

This isn’t much like an article but more of a review of the patrons of Ivory’s club. The Blue Ivy. Well of course there’s Ivory herself. Owner of the club, she got the club through Vincent. He used to own the club till Ivory seduced him into making her a partner in the business and when he was killed she got total ownership. Frank is the 40-year-old bartender. He worked in the club ever since it opened. He’s very nice and is usually the one you talk to about your problems. Amanda is the weird girl. She is maid with short red hair and green eyes. Everyone knows she’s the maid but no one ever sees her. Ivory once fired her but rehired her again. Amanda also worked there long before Ivory got the club. Then we have me, Amelia as everyone calls me. I guess I first came to the club when it opened. Ivory’s real neat and her club is my favorite hang out, I got a suite upstairs, the one that once belonged to Vincent. But I’ve never visited the club before Ivory so I dunno what it was like. Renee, or Reenie, the nickname Ivory gave her, is my friend in this realm and once I dragged her to the club. She sorta fit in perfectly. She also has her own suite upstairs. Ian is well… different. He works for the Mafia Boss Mr. Mortelli. He was hired to kill Vincent because the Mafia wanted the club. That’s sorta how we met. He DID kill Vincent. Ivory became the owner and I got together with Ian. Mr. Mortelli gave up on the club for unknown reasons. Ian now works as both a guard for Ivory and hit man for Mortelli. Cassandra is half angel half demon by blood. She sorta stumbled onto the club and be-friended Ivory and the rest of us. She also was once fooling around with hell blood, which ended up getting her a hell armor gauntlet on her right hand and a voice in her head. All together though she’s a kewl girl. A bit clumsy and faints a lot but she helps out and is fun to talk to. Below is her picture.

Then we got Ariel Chylde. Also known as Darkchylde. Somehow she managed to become Ivory’s assistant. Ivory seems to like the girl. It was shortly after Renee stopped doing her job that Ivory hired her. Ariel is just glad to have a place to stay and not worry about any nightmare creatures bothering her. If any of them come to Ivory’s club… hehe… we’ll toast ‘em. She usually helps out in Ivory’s office with the paperwork. She was given the suite that Renee had but moved out of. She seems to like the club a lot. And I think her hair is really pretty. Now we go to the two troublemakers of the club. War and Piece, they’re Ariel’s so called guardians. They’re two demons. War is big and sometimes clumsy but lovable and Piece is the little red demon with a BIG mouth. Here’s a picture of all three of ‘em together.

Ok I’ll admit they look more evil then lovable but hey, I know ‘em, you don’t. Don’t even ask about the glowing bird. Esperanza Del Toro is an eighteen-year-old with telekinesis and a very cute Siamese cat named Azura. She is new to the club. I met up with her about a week ago and kinda showed her around. Zorina is her best friend. Zorina is the daughter of a scientist lady that disappeared kidnapped by one of the ten mutated monsters (PLEASE don’t ask!) Now Espy (Esperanza) is helping Zorina find her mother. Vincent (not the same as the one that was killed) is the Tenth of the mutated people monsters. When he loses enough blood he turns into the monster the Tenth and wreaks the place. How nice. Espy has a telekinetic link with him. The three of them, Espy, Zorina, and Vincent, oh and Espy’s cat Azura, are staying at the small rent out rooms at the club. I’d give ‘em a suite but there are only 5 suites and all are occupied, unless I can kick Reenie out… hehe. Anyhow they’re kewl and it’s fun watching the expressions Malkie’s get when they bug Vincent enough and he turns into the Tenth and rips their heads off… hehe. Here’s a pic of Espy by the way.

I’ll try to get one of Vince and the malkies next week. Speaking of malkies there’s this really cute out. She’s about fifteen with blond hair pulled up and big glasses. Her name’s Anastasia, Anya for short. She always makes me laugh and asks me to video tape her tricks. I like her and stand up for her when some big ass Brujah tried to hurt her after she spills a strawberry shake on his head. She was around since I can remember but I’ve only met her recently. She came up with this trick that I just can’t forget. "First you go to Burger King and order a shake, then say that you want it WITHOUT a cup, when they complain remind them that you’re the customer and you want it your way, watch the confused expressions" I couldn’t stop laughing the whole day. A new person to be hanging around is a fourteen-year-old cybergenic clone and secret soviet weapon. Her name is Sabine but everyone calls her Adrenaline or just Lynn. She’s very nice but she hears voices in her head. The voice is from a microchip in her brain and she can talk to it, she calls it Boss. She’s neat though, is it just me or do I think all the weirdoes are neat? Anyhow she’s hiding out cause a Mafia boss wants her. Guess what the Mafia boss is Mortelli. But Ian is not a part of this assignment and won’t be so she doesn’t need to fear him. Here’s a pic of Lynn. She has a small rent out room too.

I love her clothes! Well though Ian is not the one assigned to kill Lynn the person who is after Lynn is Mortelli’s own adopted daughter named E’Lexia. Just like Esperanza, E’Lexia has telekinesis and she can also summon fire. Mortelli took her in when she was 12 and living on the streets. Simply he taught her to be a cold-blooded killer. Nice ehh? But I gotta say she is quite pretty. She stopped in a few times looking for Lynn but none of us told her a thing. She’s also a professional kick boxer; here’s a pic…

I guess that about sums it up. No wait… I know I’m forgetting someone. Hmm? Oh… right then we have Zen. Immortal, death god, is dating Reenie for some unknown reason. Had been bugging me for all eternity. Did I forget to mention I was the one that made him a god? Hehe… Well he found MY hang out yet again. Now he bugs me most of the time while sleeping with Reenie. He’s also sleeping with Dana Scully by making himself look like Spooky and is probably the father of Diane, Dana’s kid. PLUS he’s hitting on Destiny constantly. Nice guy ehh? Well I mean he WAS a warlord long ago when he was mortal.

10/08/99 Friday, 8:47 PM

Johnny had joined Nikki, Aspen, and Lara on their trip to the South Pacific, the true details aren't known. She came back to work yesterday apologizing to Duncan and the others for being so rude and jumpy the last time. She also came back with a gash on her forehead and a broken arm, but an unusually good mood. Things are back to normal in her life. She has also joined up with her partner, Duncan, on a murder case. As for Lestat and Nick, she hasn't heard from either of them in a while and doesn't know what will happen. Right now the murder case is most important and that's how she wants to keep it.

Carmalina, one of the last of an ancient druid race of body thief/shifters and a 21 year old woman. As far as things go this race is already extinct. Carma is the last female and is unable to give birth therefore the race is as good as dead. But Carma doesn't have it all that easy. A while ago she was part of the last clan, she was only 13 then, and in that clan was a very evil man by the name Margus. Now Margus wanted to take over the world and do the usual evil crap bad guys want. Carma's mother, the queen of the clan had been back stabbed by Margus and killed. But then the other's found out and to save himself he body snatched the body of a seven-year-old boy. The others could not kill the child but they had ancient spells to curse the shifter so he could never shift his body nor switch to another. He could however, like all body snatchers, throw someone out of their own body into another. That is how they kill immortals. He was banished and so were his few followers. Years later the clan was attacked by another, unknown druid, clan. Everyone was killed and Carma was the only one to flee alive. She tried to blend in after that, become human and live in the modern society. But then she stumbled onto Margus, who seemed to have found an ancient spell to reverse the curse, but for that he needed a royal sacrifice, and since Carma was the daughter of the queen she was considered royalty. He was much stronger then Carma so she fled. Hiding out for a short time and then running again. That had become her life. She was never safe, no matter how many times she switched bodies and shifted he could always sense her. Nowhere to hide, only run. She had just moved to New York City, the big apple, her last stop was Virginia, she was sure he wouldn't find her in a small town, but he did and she was forced to run again. And now she had to start all over. She took a job as a waitress at some small coffee shop. It has only been a month. He had never found her this soon before. She was walking down the street. It was dark and a bad part of Manhattan but she was keeping her eyes open for men in armani suits and a creepy little kid. She didn't expect it this early though. Then the limo pulled up and the door opened. She felt a headache and a dizzy feeling; he was trying to half push her out of her body so she would faint. With her last strength and quick reactions she whirled around and bolted down the street turning into a dark alley. She heard them running after her. She ducked past homeless people and trash and big bins with fire in them. She wasn't paying attention she was just running her eyes down on the road. She looked up for a second in time to see a figure with a red weird looking shredded cape flash by. She gasped and didn't see the can below her high-heeled feet. She tripped and smashed her head onto a metal Dumpster. She fell out cold. But luckily she had lost her enemies. The man in the cloak took care of her for the three days she was unconscious. That was half a month ago. Ivory Christhine, the bitch, the slut, and the hellspawn to get what she wants. She had found out about her old "friend" spawny and his new "friend" Carmalina. Being the bitch she is she acted nice and offered Carma a job. After all it is better to have the friends of the people you wanna blackmail nearby. Ivory only hopes that spawny won't convince Carma of any nasty rumors about her.

10/09/99 Saturday, 10:04 PM

Johnny and Duncan got a serious lead on their case. It seems like the woman who was murdered brutally in the alley way last week had a very jealous ex-boyfriend. She even pressed charges on him once after he broke her arm. Afterwards she moved to New York with her sister. And it appears that the ex-boyfriend had come to New York a week before the woman was murdered. Johnny sat at the drivers seat as her silvery colored ford drove down the street. "It has to be him, just another abusive boyfriend gone too far." Johnny said pushing a few strands of hair from her face. "Yeah…. Look, Jo. I know I'm a 'rookie' and you're used to working alone but I'm glad to have at least some help here… truthfully being transferred to homicide has just got me lost" Duncan confessed and chuckled nervously "oh don't mind me, I was a jerk… I know you're new at this and I'm going to be nice, even if it kills me!" Jo exclaimed and let out a laugh. The car pulled up near an old dirty looking building. Johnny and Duncan got out and slammed their doors shut "nice place…" Johnny smirked as she walked over to the main enterance and walked up threw the main doors into the dirty roach infested apartment lobby. Duncan trailed along behind her. Jo's eyes scanned over the doors carefully. Just then her cat senses kicked in. He was here, and he was the murderer, he was also watching them. Johnny acted cool, no point getting "him" suspicious. Duncan walked over to A3, the apartment the suspect was living in according to the records. Knock-Knock he knocked on the metal door. Johnny kept focused. "yes, who is it? What do you want?" the man answered in a grumpy voice peeking through a crack in the door. Sensing how nervous Duncan was, she spoke up "hello there, Mr. Luangio. I am Detective Joanna Santor, this is my partner Detective Duncan Torrance we're here to ask you a few questions" Johnny said in a calm voice keeping her violet eyes on the man. "One moment please" he said as if he was going to unlock the door fully. A strong danger sense hit Johnny. The moment the door closed she felt a strong force to duck. She hit the tile floor still not knowing why. Funny thing is, the second after she ducked, so did Duncan. She didn't have time to wonder this as she heard bullets fireing through the door. He's definitely our man, she thought. The moment the firing stopped she hoped up to her feet and kicked in the door. She was going to catch this guy and she didn't care if Duncan thought she was the bionic woman. Her cat hearing picked up nothing. A low far away clunk, but not enough to lead on. How the hell did he get away so fast? She wondered as she walked around the apartment her gun drawn. Duncan ran out back to check it out, but everything was clean. Jo put away her gun and thought that she wouldn't be surprised if this killer was a gargoyle or a two face, batman style, that thought made her chuckle.