Previously: Bright lights flashed in and out of his mind and vision. One right after another. He could see faces above him but couldn't make out any of them. He felt like he was floating. The world seemed to melt together around him and then there was the blinding pain that seemed to shoot through him every second. Something or someone was pressing down on him, and he couldn't breathe. He moved his arms trying to free himself from the confusion, but the pressure on his chest increased. He could hear something that sounded like sirens in the background of everything and hushed talking, but his mind wasn't letting him grasp anything clearly. He finally gave up fighting his mental vice as something powerful was injected into him and his eyes slipped closed...

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"The bastard is going to pay for kicking me out of the only thing that would've given me a chance at fame. The fucker is a fame and glory hog, so full of himself!" She watched the man in question through binoculars, snarling.

"What do you want with him?" She turned her attention quickly to the woman sitting behind her. Her eyes burned with hatred, but the younger woman didn't flinch.

"Did you not just hear me? That green bastard stole my chance at a good life, left me with a fucking burden, made my boyfriend break up with me, and kicked me out of a band that was actually going somewhere." Tears welled up in her eyes at the bitter memory. She turned her back to the younger woman ashamed to show weakness.

"I'm going to torture him, and then kill him. I'm also going to ring the neck of that little bitch that he got to replace me. Hell, I'll kill them all, but Murdoc goes first!" She growled looking back down at the band on stage. The younger woman stood and walked up to her sister and pulled her around to look at her.

"Listen to yourself! You need to let it go. You could get put away for this. I'm not going through and killing someone I don't even know that well. You may have had an acquaintance with them but not me. I'm not doing this." The older pulled away roughly and gripped the binoculars tightly. The two now glared at each other.

"Not to burst your bubble or anything, but from what I heard, you were most willing at the time." The older sister gasped at the venom her younger sister had just spilled, and slapped her, HARD. Her head snapped back at the blow. She turned her neck at stared at her sister in shock.

"If you're not going to help me, which is why you are even here, then you should stay the hell away from me, with or without you, I will kill him. And if you get in my way I won't hesitate to kill you either." She walked away growing further into the distance leaving her younger sister there to ponder.

What the hell she was getting herself into?

Present...

She smirked upon hearing something being knocked over and a soft thud following.

Murdoc just stared at the woman, a sudden realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. The cigarette fell from his lip into a puddle of water, forgotten. She waved her hand in front of his face getting no response.

"Hello, is anybody in there?" She touched his oddly shaped nose making him blink. He took a step back from her and nearly tripped.

"Sister? Paula is your sister! That explains it!" He slapped his forehead at the woman standing before him.

"Yep. My name is Melinda Cracker, my bitch sister is Paula Cracker. All I can tell you at this point is that she wants you dead." She bowed like Murdoc did before, mocking him. He crossed his arms looking down at the wasted cigarette.

"Good Satan, you look jus' like 'er!" Murdoc exclaimed looking back up at her. She shrugged not caring to be reminded.

"So the ol' bitch wants to kill me eh. She was always off 'er rocker. She has absolutely no sexual appeal what so ever, nor experience from what I saw." He snickered.

"As I mentioned, she's my sister. A real bitch as well, I don't care to hear about you 'fun' with her. She's not too far from here, in fact she was watching you while you were doing the concert." She wrapped her arms around herself and walked past Murdoc.

"I didn't feel right about the whole situation, so she left and ditched me. Sh-She wanted me to help her." Melinda looked away, wondering if she was digging herself into an even deeper hole. Murdoc scowled and cupped his chin. She turned around and glared at him, wondering what could have possibly been running through that steel trap of a mind. She had a mixed accent. Something between an American and a Cockney dialect. Her eyes were jade green from what he could see, almost like Noodle's but lighter than Paula's.

"So how do I know you really aren't just going to 'and me over to 'er the first chance you get." The glare she was giving him suddenly intensified with anger burning in the back of her brain. She walked closer to him and grabbed his shirt collar before he could react. She pressed her face closer to his, their faces nearly touching slightly enjoying the look of bewilderment.

"If I WAS helping her, I would have ALREADY knocked your ass out and dragged you to her MYSELF! I'm all you have right now! You're lucky I even warned you. I could've just let it go to hear days later of a celebrity death by assassination. I don't even know you, yet I feel sorry for you and I'm saving you from hell on earth. I don't have a reason, and you're making me think twice about this. Do I seem mental NOW?" She breathed heavily, the winter air helping show her annoyance, and tightened her grip on Murdoc's collar.

"So don't you dare question me about anything! I'm not afraid to hurt you myself. I wasn't sure about this when you first saw me, and you better pray to GOD you don't do anything to piss me off." She released her grip but never took her eyes away from his face.

2D who had woken up had been watching the whole scene and was utterly amazed at what that little woman said to Murdoc.

Murdoc was speechless, and that didn't occur often.

"We need to get out of here, I would suggest you get all or your members to come because I don't think she's going to let them off that easily either. I don't know exactly where she is, but I'm betting it isn't far from here." She walked towards the entrance motioning him to follow her, but all he could do was stand there and blink, much like the way she acted when he first met her.

"Are you coming or what?" She smirked and shook her head. 2D stumbled out of the darkness like a zombie, and nearly tripped.

"Wow, she really told you didn't she?" 2D snickered, not noticing the fist heading towards his head.

Murdoc was amazed at the outcome of things. Just when everything had seemed to be in it's place, someone was coming out after years of not being heard from, to kill him. And here was someone he'd never seen before in his life, willing to help him. He knew there had to be something else to this woman than met the eye.

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but there will be more soon.