Author's Notes:

Hello there! This is my new story! Seeing that I'm almost done posting all of the pre-written chapters of "Shadows Of The Past" and I might be done by the end of this week, I figured I might post in a collection of Team Legacy stories that involves some of my original characters and even some of the canon characters. This is the second story I'm posting now; the first one was about Maude. Basically this chapter relates Susanna's feelings and thoughts regarding her family, her life and the experiences she has gone through. There will be references to some of my old stories, including "An American Odyssey", which was her debut appearance and "Summer Brawl At Year's End". I know this chapter doesn't contain too many canon characters but I promise you that you'll see them eventually. This would have been an original story if not for them. I have been thinking of getting an account on fictionpress but I'm not sure; I might have to ask my parents' permission. Perhaps a couple of my original novels might be featured there. But we'll see. Anyways, read this story and I hope you enjoy it!

Susanna's Inspector Diary: Stories Of A Little Princess

Susanna's New Diary!

Yay! Mommy gave me a new diary as an early birthday present for me. I was so excited! My mother figured it was time I got one of my own. "You know, Susa, since your birthday is coming in a couple of days anyway, your father and I had discussed getting a new diary for you and we decided that you deserve one, so... happy birthday little one!" my mother said to me as soon as she announced the news. I was so happy and I thanked my parents for getting me the new diary. Now I get to add my last three entries and now I get to add so much more! Let's see if it works:

Thursday, June 18th, 2009

Hello, my name is Susanna Felena Carmichael. I am the eldest and only biological daughter of Suzanne Anne Carmichael and Thomas Gaston Carmichael. I was named after my own mother and my middle name was partly inspired by Lena Rosenberg, which coincidentally has the same birthday as me. Come to think of it, I was born on her 86th birthday. Anyways, I was born on July 4th, 2006, in the Washington, D.C. Clinical Hospital, in a maternity ward by unusual circumstances. My mother has told me countless times that I was a miracle brought on by God, but she won't tell me why she has those sentiments.

Sometimes I think maybe she did have a kid, but something awful happened. She also tells me that I was conceived when she and the entire team, among with the entire American population, were banished by the villains to the Alaska province and she and my father decided to start a family due to the fact that they felt they would be stuck in Alaska for all eternity.

The funny thing is, my mother never told anyone she was pregnant with me, with the exception of Zazu that is. The ruse finally came undone when Joseph Beasley, the father of her best friend Judith Beasley, and who is also like my surrogate big sister, shot my mother and attempted to murder her - and unknowingly - me. Luckily the paramedics were summoned to the scene and my mother was rushed to the emergency room. How could my mother have known, but not tell anyone, about her pregnancy, not even her own husband, who she had known for over 40 years and had been married to for only 5 years? And it was in that Washington, D.C. hospital that I was born.

It wasn't until I turned 2 that my father told me that in one of his numerous moves as a child to flee the authorities as a result of his father doing illegal work in the Prohibition era, (he ran moonshine and other alcohol beverages and he also operated several underground bars in the city of Columbus, Ohio and other places), he moved to the capital city of the nation and his mother - my paternal grandmother - worked as an assistant manager of the veteran's administration.

I was in awe at what my paternal grandfather did but I'm not sure if I should be proud of him for what he did. And boy was Team Legacy surprised when they found out that there was a new member of the family in their mist - me. My mother had never been so happier, and nor could my father. He was ecstatic to be a father again after so many years and that was when I was introduced to the team, and of course to my immediate family. I met my stepbrother Jacob, and my stepsisters Frances and Hailey. I also met Judith Beasley, whom my mother had risked her life to save from her father. She is now like my sister too. The first month of my life was the happiest.

Then, came the devastating news - my mother, at the age of 69, was diagnosed with lung cancer. I couldn't believe it; my mommy was going to be taken away from me. I didn't want her to go, for I want her with me. I would cry and cry for her every day and scream to God, why does she have to suffer this now? Why now? Why not 40 years ago? Despite of the overwhelming rejoicing at my introduction ceremony, not everyone was accepting of me. The Sharp Tongued Elders didn't like me either, and one day when my mother took me out to the market, the leader put a curse on me and my mother; my mother was cursed to die a miserable and painful death and I was cursed to live a brutal life.

The first sign that the curse was authentic occurred when my mother contracted pneumonia and nearly died as a result while spending weeks in a hospital. She fought a good fight and I was proud of her. She was a very strong and courageous woman and taught me how to be brave and be willing to face danger and trouble head-on.

I loved my father too; he would do things to make me laugh and he would also tell me stories about his days on the Stephen Arlen Show and about his adventures with Bob Newton on his show as well as tell stories about his youth. But I was closer to my mother, and when my father died after a short illness, I clung to her even more. And my heart bled and broke into a million pieces when my beloved mother died too, just two weeks shy of her 71st birthday. I decided right then and there when I grew up, I will start up a foundation in honor of my mother and to raise awareness about lung cancer and to fight the tobacco companies to reduce and stall cancer deaths.

But fortunately I was not alone; my parents chose to remain on Earth and take care of me. Now I have accepted them as reincarnated ghosts, because after all, they're still my mom and dad. I could not have been more prouder than when my mother received her Star on the Hollywood Walk Of Fame on what would have been her 71st birthday. I swear, I had to beam and cry tears of joy too when I saw her mentioned in a TIME issue. I'm glad people are taking the time and chance to honor my mother for her endless contributions to this society and the entertainment world. As a matter of fact, there is a web page here in memory of her.

Every time I visit it I would look at the endless quantities of pictures there and I would remember her for the woman she was: hell she was firm, tough, bawdy, very direct and she could be strict too, but she had a whole lot of love to give and she was compassionate and caring enough to give it to me, her angel, her miracle. God, I wish I was like her.

People say I look a lot like my mother and act a lot like her; I suppose that's true. The one thing I love about her is her voice, that smoky, husky, growly voice. Even a sharp, loud, "Susanna!" would compel me to sit up and wait for her next command the moment she saunters right into my room. Another thing about my mother: even though there are things that she wishes to put off telling me until I'm a lot older, let's say, when I'm 13 or so, or maybe 10 or 12, she is honest and frank about a lot of things.

For example, she was clean and honest about her prior relationship with my father. "You know, Susa, your father and I go back a long way, since the day we starred in a Broadway play together, called 'Jason & The Golden Fleece', wait, even before that! We used to sit in drama class together and after I divorced Troy we started going out," my mother had explained to me when I asked her how long she actually have known my father.

"Why didn't you get married then?" I asked her then, outraged and baffled at the extraordinary length of time between their first date AND their eventual marriage. "Well, we just had different priorities back then. It was not in his plans; it was not in mine, so that's why we ultimately went our separate ways. But we still kept contact with each other and we still remained friends. It wasn't until Tommy passed away that we fell in love again and this time we finally decided to get married. And I've never regretted it," my mother explicated her answer to me.

"But you and Daddy could have had more kids besides me! I would have more brothers and sisters besides Hailey, Jacob and Frances!" I shrieked objectively. "Well, what can I say, Susanna? It just wasn't what your father and I wanted at that time. I was more career-oriented and he wanted to do his own thing, and that was it. But I'm glad we had you, Susanna. And that's the important thing," my mother sighed while shaking her head and then when she uttered her final sentence, she smiled right at me and then gave me a hug, which made me feel better.

"Mommy, when am I going to have more brothers and sisters?" I made another inquiry. "TRUST ME, you and Team Legacy will know when your father and I are going to have another sibling for you," my mother reassured me with a laughing smile. Another one of the things my mother was frank with me about was about her two previous marriages. "I married Troy when I was about 28. I fell in love with him when we did 'Our Roman Adventures' together. I was also with Walter Studios at the time, and they kind of engineered it as well. We also did a couple of movies together besides 'Our Roman Adventures'. Those damn Hollywood assholes. They never knew exactly what to do with me."

"(Laughing) But I didn't give a damn then; I don't give a damn now. But unfortunately, our values did not match up; we were completely incompatible. It was the marriage, in short, I would rather forget about. I don't even speak a word to Troy to this day, even since he's in this godforsaken team! Never forget, Susanna, that Hollywood is all about the money, and that is exactly what they're after. If you really want to get into that world, go for it. If not, why bother with it?" she regaled me with the tale of how her first marriage to Troy London, who I was surprised to learn was a teen idol who girls would faint over, yeah you know the type, turned into a complete fiasco.

I'm not sure exactly what values Uncle Troy, as I indifferently yet begrudgedly refer to as, held, but he certainly had some values that pertain to take up drugs. My mother also told me about Tommy Granger, an oil business tycoon and a real estate agent. I prefer "Uncle Tommy" to "Uncle Troy" any day; Troy's no fun, all he does is drugs. And HE knows better than to mess with me; he does not need to be reminded of how his marriage to my mother fell apart. And my mother is equally reluctant to demonstrate this.

My life once again was as peaceful and happy as can be, with three loving stepsiblings, (or half-siblings, to be correct), and two loving parents, and a loving extended nontraditional family team, until one day in the summer of 2008, my world changed forever and was rocked down nearly to the ground.

It was just like any other summer, I was looking forward to spend the hot, sunny, dog-lazy days with my mother and father and I was just getting used to the fact that they were dead ghosts wandering in the earth when suddenly my personality was altered dramatically. I suddenly became rebellious; I couldn't understand it. The "terrible twos", as child psychologists would describe it, had finally hit me. I had transformed from my mother's beloved angel to an atrocious, monstrous brat practically overnight.

It all started when I met my now foster brother Kip Sawyer-McCray in the meadows. He was a really nice boy and definitely did not have a stable home life like I was so blissfully blessed with. He would actually wander around the streets along with his eldest brother Jessie, whom my leader Rhonda later met as well. He was someone I could relate to.

We clicked almost instantaneously, albeit our meeting started out strenuous and initially hostile. I hated how he interrupted my playtime and I was irritated that a boy would dare interrupt me. But the moment he started talking to me in baby language, a language I still understand in my toddling years, I fell instantly in love with him. I KNEW right at that moment I have found my soul mate. I was hit by the thunderbolt; love at first sight you can call it. Looking back now, it may seem incestuous, but back then we didn't even share a remote line of relations. But I don't care; he's still my prince.

But alas, Kip and I were kidnapped by Rhonda's villainous, nefarious distant cousin, Marie Frances, niece of Tess McNeal, daughter of Nessie McNeal, also distant relations of hers. We were taken to a distant barn and were severely attacked and assaulted by her and we would have died together were it not for my valiant mother and the team. They showed up duly and promptly and subsequently drove her out.

Kip and I were soon taken home and my mother Suzanne was determined to shush out the identity of my new boyfriend. I was stubborn; I was now in love and my now active, raging hormones compelled me to rebel against my own mother, and it was too much for one year old infant to take. It got to the point where I was arrested for underage driving in a Jeep compounded with possession of open alcoholic beverages with a bunch of African American teenagers inside.

My mother was infuriated and bitterly disappointed in me. I couldn't bear to look at my mother in shame. I knew I made her angry; I knew I let down both of my parents and my team. I let my feelings and emotions rule my head. Even I was in an age where I knew better; besides, I wasn't a newborn anymore.

I wish I didn't do the things I did; that way, my mother would never have cheated on my father with Capt. Leroy. My arrest was what led them to meet, and I think that is where the sparks were first ignited. Just the other day I told my mother of my feelings; she then pulled me aside and then explained to me that even though she was upset with me for what I did and still didn't like what I did, she is glad I am now aware of what I did wrong but reassured me I wasn't the catalyst that nearly engineered the breakdown of her marriage.

"You see, sweetheart, it wasn't your fault; it was my fault. You have nothing to do with what happened between your father and I. You have nothing to do with what happened with Capt. Leroy and what happened to you. You didn't ask for your father and I to be practically torn apart because of Leroy. You did not ask to be sexually harassed by Capt. Leroy, and you certainly did not ask to be sexually assaulted by him either."

"I take full and complete blame for what happened this past summer, I swear it. I don't even blame my leader for this. She has nothing to do with it. I used what happened between your father and Lena as an excuse for the series of events that nearly cultivated in me losing you. Yes, what they did was outrageous and totally inexcusable. I'm still upset at Lena for what she did. The best thing she could have done was say it to my face! If she had done that I would never have run away from The Superstars and run straight into Sharpeye's arms."

"Yes, Lena holds a lot of responsibility for nearly destroying my marriage and almost triggering the downfall of this team. She was the catalyst for our near-destruction. She was so selfish, inconsiderate and callous and could have cared less if all of us fell down from grace. But it was my fault for not taking responsibility when I should have. I too deserve my share of the blame. I should have never run away from my marriage and resort to an emotional affair. I should have never taken up with Capt. Leroy, but I did. And I had children with him, that was the worst part. I swore in the Kalahari Desert that I would never have a child that WASN'T Thomas's but I broke that vow when I made the decision to sleep with Capt. Leroy. And now I must pay for it for the next 18 years of their lives."

"I broke Thomas's heart, and I betrayed him just as he betrayed me. He betrayed me because he had no choice; I betrayed me because of spite and jealousy. I guess I am a proud woman, Susanna, a proud woman. And I almost let my selfish pride destroy my life and tarnish my respectable reputation. I want nothing else to do with Leroy. He almost had me ruin my life and destroy my home life. I'm glad Kip and the triplets are in my custody now. He is a disgusting, selfish, bastard pig. I love you, Susanna, and I love Thomas too. And this I swear on my father's grave: I never again will betray Thomas with my infidelity as long as I live," my mother elucidated to me in a length and solemn, emotive monologue.

I don't blame my mother for what she did, for what could a woman do in situations like this? Besides, she's my mother, and she did the only thing she could do in a scenario like that. And she was right about Capt. Leroy. From the moment he first set eyes on me, he was enchanted by me and he also took advantage of me by taking salacious and suggestive photos of me in addition to having intentions to using me as a substitute for my mother. He wanted to slay my father and marry my mother to have further access to me. I have reason to believe he was obsessed with me. He even wanted to marry me before Kip did. All of this behind my mother's back; disgusting and disgraceful!

I wanted nothing to do with him sexually but he took advantage of me. I was his little sex toy and I was powerless to stop him. I would rather marry Kip and bear his seed than marry his vile and hedonistic father. He is my world and my equal partner in every way imaginable. I know it sounds wrong but that's how I feel. If I had my way I would marry him. He's my best friend to put it that way. I wish now that Daddy would have come in and castrated him in addition to breaking his legs. That'll serve him right; it is damnable how he slept with my mother and attempted to copulate with me. Fortunately, all of this sexual and emotional abuse ended when he kissed me in the lips in the doctor's office and I raced into the bathroom door and locked myself in there.

I screamed for help and he burst into the door and attempted to assail me, but then my brave mommy rushed to the rescue and subdued him with her maternal rage. I could still hear her scream, "Damn you, Capt. Leroy! Don't you dare touch my little girl!" and you should have seen my gleeful grin when she flushed his face in the toilet! I'm glad her maternal instincts made her come back to her senses and urged her to get me out of danger. After all, I was still her angel.

Now my mother has all but severed ties with Capt. Leroy and even though she may still like him a little bit she is pretty much through with him. I'm pretty sure she was not set on marrying Leroy even though she bore his children and I'm glad she did not divorce Daddy because even though we aren't as close as I am to Mommy I would miss him terribly. His personality shines and bright up my life and I enjoy his company tremendously.

As for my triplet half-siblings Leah, Holly, and Francis, I tolerate them as much as possible and even though our relationship is strained at times due to the fact that we have different fathers and I still feel that they are intruders, I am glad that I have someone to play with anyway. I like to teach Francis about things I learn every day and I also like to gossip with Leah and Holly, especially about John and Katie's marital troubles. We also like to watch "Mercy Grace" and we're hooked on the Hailey Donald case too. What kind of mom would hook up with a sex offender and go on the run with him and HER DAUGHTER? It's mind boggling, even for a 2-year-old like me.

Even though my mother loves all three of her out of wedlock triplets equally, at the end of the day, she still has plenty of love for me! And my mother and father have never been more closer! I think that in a year or two they might start trying for another child! YAY! Leah, Holly, Francis and I might have another brother or sister to play with! Hopefully it's a boy, so Francis could have someone his age to play with. On the other hand, I hope it's a girl, so we have more girls to play with! I'll put in daily entries of my life with my mommy, daddy and Team Legacy! I will also put in biographies of some of the most important people in my life as well as my favorite things, like hobbies, television shows, games, foods, and movies too! I'll keep you informed, bye!