Disclaimer: This story is an original work of amateur fiction and is
written purely for the private entertainment of PTL fans. This story is no
way affiliated with Trilogy, MGM Worldwide Television or the Sci-Fi
Channel. The characters are their property and this story is not meant to
infringe upon the copyrights of MGM, Trilogy or any other organization that
owns an interest in "Poltergeist: The Legacy"(TM).
Authors note: this is an old story I decided to post here on the net. I was just starting out as writer, and it was my first long story. So excuse my writing style. There's a sequel to the story, Children of tomorrow, and I will be posting that one as well.
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It was a peaceful and quiet morning at the Legacy House. Everybody was still asleep; there was no sound at all. Then all of a sudden a beeping sound came from one of the rooms, Nick's room to be exact.
Nick was having a pleasant dream, when he heard the sound. What was that? It sounded like an alarm clock. What time was it? It was six o'clock in the morning, who was foolish enough to get up at six o'clock? And at that moment he noticed his room. Where the hell was he? He looked around, but saw nothing familiar. He was just about ready to shut the alarm clock up, when a beautiful but unfamiliar Afro-American woman walshed into the room.
Alex was furious. What was Nick thinking? He was waking everybody up with that stupid alarm of his. She walked into his room, without knocking, and stopped the alarm.
"Thank you, Nick. For disturbing my well deserved sleep!"
Nick just gazed at her with big eyes, but Alex was to angry to notice. She just turned around and left, she didn't need a response from Nick. She was way to angry. Nick was astonished. That woman evidently knew him, but who was she? He decided to get dressed and check out where he was. He couldn't sleep anyway. He took the clothes that were lying on a chair, but they were a little too big for him. Since there were no other clothes that would fit him and that he wasn't planning on walking around in his underwear, he kept them on. When he approached the stairs, he finally recognized the place. The Legacy. He was in the castle of the Legacy! But why? He couldn't remember. The last thing he'd remembered was something he rather forgets. Nick wandered trough the house, looking for some evidence, something that would explain why he was here, what happened, but he found nothing. He decided to wait in the kitchen, for somebody who was able to tell him what was going on.
Rachel smiled to herself. It was going to be a beautiful day. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, she felt happy. There was absolutely nothing that could spoil her day. No way! She was singing by the time she entered the kitchen. Rachel wasn't surprised that Nick was already there. He was always early.
"Morning Nick, did you sleep well?"
Nick didn't answer, he just stared at her. There's something different about him, Rachel thought. But what?
"What's the matter honey? Swallowed your tongue?"
Nick couldn't believe his own ears. Did that blond woman just called him honey? That does it!
"Who are you, where am I, what the hell am I doing here, and more
important, what happened?"
Rachel laughed. "Very funny, Nick. But pretending that you have amnesia, won't work. Those files can't wait till tomorrow."
She laughed harder when she saw Nick's face. He was a good actor, she almost believed him, he looked so surprised. Nick felt he was getting angry. She just laughed at him.
"Are you done laughing, Lady? I'm not joking, I don't know you."
Rachel stopped. It looked like Nick meant what he said, she could see in his eyes that he wasn't joking. Oh boy, what now? Where was Derek when you needed him? Okay, what did she do if one of her patients had amnesia?
"My name is Rachel, don't be afraid, I'm not going to harm you. What's the last thing you remember?"
Great, Nick thought, she's a shrink, just what I need. At that moment Derek walked in the room with that other Lady. Nick wanted to laugh from happiness, finally somebody he knew. Or not? He walked around Derek and studied him. Derek frowned.
"Something wrong, Nick?"
"You're old," Nick replied.
Was this supposed to be a joke from Nick? If it was, it wasn't funny. Derek wanted to say something but noticed Nick's clothes. They were to big for him. How could that be?
Authors note: this is an old story I decided to post here on the net. I was just starting out as writer, and it was my first long story. So excuse my writing style. There's a sequel to the story, Children of tomorrow, and I will be posting that one as well.
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It was a peaceful and quiet morning at the Legacy House. Everybody was still asleep; there was no sound at all. Then all of a sudden a beeping sound came from one of the rooms, Nick's room to be exact.
Nick was having a pleasant dream, when he heard the sound. What was that? It sounded like an alarm clock. What time was it? It was six o'clock in the morning, who was foolish enough to get up at six o'clock? And at that moment he noticed his room. Where the hell was he? He looked around, but saw nothing familiar. He was just about ready to shut the alarm clock up, when a beautiful but unfamiliar Afro-American woman walshed into the room.
Alex was furious. What was Nick thinking? He was waking everybody up with that stupid alarm of his. She walked into his room, without knocking, and stopped the alarm.
"Thank you, Nick. For disturbing my well deserved sleep!"
Nick just gazed at her with big eyes, but Alex was to angry to notice. She just turned around and left, she didn't need a response from Nick. She was way to angry. Nick was astonished. That woman evidently knew him, but who was she? He decided to get dressed and check out where he was. He couldn't sleep anyway. He took the clothes that were lying on a chair, but they were a little too big for him. Since there were no other clothes that would fit him and that he wasn't planning on walking around in his underwear, he kept them on. When he approached the stairs, he finally recognized the place. The Legacy. He was in the castle of the Legacy! But why? He couldn't remember. The last thing he'd remembered was something he rather forgets. Nick wandered trough the house, looking for some evidence, something that would explain why he was here, what happened, but he found nothing. He decided to wait in the kitchen, for somebody who was able to tell him what was going on.
Rachel smiled to herself. It was going to be a beautiful day. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, she felt happy. There was absolutely nothing that could spoil her day. No way! She was singing by the time she entered the kitchen. Rachel wasn't surprised that Nick was already there. He was always early.
"Morning Nick, did you sleep well?"
Nick didn't answer, he just stared at her. There's something different about him, Rachel thought. But what?
"What's the matter honey? Swallowed your tongue?"
Nick couldn't believe his own ears. Did that blond woman just called him honey? That does it!
"Who are you, where am I, what the hell am I doing here, and more
important, what happened?"
Rachel laughed. "Very funny, Nick. But pretending that you have amnesia, won't work. Those files can't wait till tomorrow."
She laughed harder when she saw Nick's face. He was a good actor, she almost believed him, he looked so surprised. Nick felt he was getting angry. She just laughed at him.
"Are you done laughing, Lady? I'm not joking, I don't know you."
Rachel stopped. It looked like Nick meant what he said, she could see in his eyes that he wasn't joking. Oh boy, what now? Where was Derek when you needed him? Okay, what did she do if one of her patients had amnesia?
"My name is Rachel, don't be afraid, I'm not going to harm you. What's the last thing you remember?"
Great, Nick thought, she's a shrink, just what I need. At that moment Derek walked in the room with that other Lady. Nick wanted to laugh from happiness, finally somebody he knew. Or not? He walked around Derek and studied him. Derek frowned.
"Something wrong, Nick?"
"You're old," Nick replied.
Was this supposed to be a joke from Nick? If it was, it wasn't funny. Derek wanted to say something but noticed Nick's clothes. They were to big for him. How could that be?