AN: Okay so, I know I have IWANMC to update but I had this first chapter wrote as well as a few others so I thought I should post them so I have – I have this story finished already so it's just a matter of typing them up – there will be a sequel probably, even if I don't get a lot of people liking this, because I've already wrote half of it – oh and bear in mind I kind of wrote this like 2-3 years ago but I just edited it now. I've changed the ages and took inspiration for this opening chapter from the Elektra episode. oh, and this is my first story with an OC, let me know what you think. Anyway, R&R please!

Warning: swearing inc.
Rated T to be safe
Disclaimer: I don't own Tracy Beaker or any of its spinoffs

Ages

Liam, sapphire, frank and melody – 14
Carmen, Toby and Johnny (though Johnny just missed out on being in yr9) – 13
Lilly, Gus – 12
Tee 11
Harry – 10 (though he just missed out on being in yr7)

I'm thinking about killing Micheal Moore, and i'm wondering if i could kill him myself, or if i would need to hire somebody to do it. No, i think i could. I think i could be looking me in the eye, you know, and i could just be choking the life out. Is this wrong?.
-Glenn Beck

Hidden Memories: Face The Future
Chapter 1 To Put To Rout

As she sat in the moving vehicle, she thought about what had gone on at her old foster placement to make her be moved again. That was until a sinister voice broke through "You made this happen, just like you made your house bur…" The sinister voice echoed throughout her head. She let out a slight screech as the car pulled up to a huge white house, which matched her white pearly face.

"Are you alright, Melody?" her social worker, Alexa, asked. "Err, yeah, just feel a bit sick." She lied as she stepped out of the dull black Nissan X42 and banged the door shut. "Melody! Do not bang the door." Alexa, with the black hair pulled into a tight bun, scorned sternly at her young charge. "Whatever." Melody spat sarcastically back at her as she banged the boot shut, dragging her bags with her body towards the weirdly bright red door. (She felt like it was going to the light like dying giving up a part of herself and going into an abyss.) "Melody!" Alexa again shouted in exasperation. Melody blanked her and looked over to one of the bay windows. She saw all of the other children gawping at her, she took a breath and then started to shout "What the hell do you think you're looking at you fucking gawping..." Alexa grabbed her arm and started to pull her into the house. "Oi bitch, get off me…" Melody exclaimed as she broke away from her grasp and plonked herself down on to the stairs but she then rose, again, when she spots the kids crowding around the corridor, gawping at her, just as they had done only a minute prior. "Oi, freaks, are you gonna stop staring or do I have to punch those gawps off your faces!" She shouted. "Melody, get in the office, now." Alexa stated sternly, Melody stomped to the office door and just barged in. Tracy intercepted her telling her, in an annoyed voice to "get out and knock before she enters". Melody just stood her ground, and stared back at her, saying "No, I'm here now and I'm not walking in there just to have to walk back out in a few minutes. "Melody Jones, you do as you're told." Alexa shouted in disbelief, though, she really shouldn't have been shocked, she'd seen Melody do far worse than that. "Alexa big butt, I said no!" Melody smiling in contempt back at her as the other children started to laugh quietly as Gina tried to hush them away. That's funny, she thought, there's one kid missing – a boy, blue eyes – I wonder where he is. "Kids, go back to the living room…and Melody, you, you just stay where you are…I'm Mike Milligan. This is Gina Conway and this…is Tracy Beaker." This Mike dude said, introducing each member of staff. Tracy's name made Melody the smidgest amount of happier – Tracy was a legend in the care system – she was also Melody's hero, though she would never tell a living soul – probably not even a rotting dead human corpse. "Whatever." She replied, looking like she was bored out of her brain…."I know, do you want to go and say a proper hello to everyone else." Mike voiced his ingenious plan as Melody thought it was stupid, she'd already said her kind of hello's to everyone. But she decided to play along as she really couldn't be bothered to argue with them. She compromised. She asked if she could go and see the others by herself to say sorry, and you know what? They foolishly agreed to it, bad move? Melody walked down the corridor smiling mischievously, she was proud of herself for this, bearing in mind that she was never proud of herself. She walked into the living room, clearly not impressed by its homey feel. She spat out "Right, who's in charge," and when no one replied, she insisted on being answered again. They all turned to face that blue-eyed boy, Melody walked up to him – and pushed him off of his chair, sending him flying into the wall and then onto the floor. Everyone else gasped getting ready for the wrath of Liam to take hold of their brown-haired friend. But instead, he just got up and sat back on his chair, tapping away on the computer, like nothing had ever happened. Melody turned to a girl and spat viscously at her "Oi pinky, move out of the way!" She shoved this pink girl over and walked away. Silence converged over the room and then the pink girl's voice that was accented in Caribbean tones spoke up. "Oi Liam, are you not going to do anything about this?". Liam pursed his lips in contemplation before replying "You know what, I aint. For once in your life, Carmen, fight your own battles." But in the back of his mind something niggled at him saying that something was seriously wrong with the new girl...