Disclaimer I do not own Stoked.

"Bummer we need to talk" said Emma.

"Can it wait I'm busy" said Bummer.

"No we need to talk!" said Emma.

"Look is anyone else dead, dying or wounded?" asked Bummer.

"No but..."then don't bother me I'm busy trying to keep everything in order" said Bummer.

Two large men walked in, each positioning themselves behind Emma.

"Can I help you gentleman?" asked Bummer.

"Our boss has something to say" said Bruce.

"Well where is your boss!" demanded Bummer.

"I quit" said Emma.

"Wait what?" said Bummer.

"Come Ms. Nost, Ms Scream is expecting you" said Bruce.

1 hour later.

"So until you are of age, that is 18 I will run the day to day operations of the resort, so until then you may stay in a penthouse suite, any questions?" asked Ms. Scream.

"Can I have a job, I want to work while I'm here?" asked Emma.

"Sure if that is what you want, let me look over your past work history and ...I...can?" said Ms. Scream as Bruce walked in.

"OK listen up our boss wants you to train this girl on how to run this place effectively, which means no part time job, no seeing you little boyfriend, no hanging out with friends, Scream you have 2 years to do so, now get to work" said Bruce.

"I understand" said Ms. Scream.

Bruce smiled then left and locked the door.

"Are we prisoners?" asked Emma.

"In a sense" said Ms. Scream.

Surfers Paradise. Mr. Ridgemounts penthouse.

Steven Ridgemount was standing on the balcony surveying his kingdom when he heard a footstep behind him.

"So killing my daughter wasn't enough for you Tarra?" asked Mr. Ridgemount.

"How did you know it was me?" asked a surprised Tarra.

"Please I saw the knife wound, Ron never learned hot to use those stupid daggers, but you did when you were 13" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"So you figured out I was in town and looking for revenge, thanks to all those years I lost , is that it!" scoffed Tarra.

"Hurmp do you know that it was I who feed you that alcohol that the cops found on you" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"Why?" asked Tarra.

"I was trying to numb the pain, I did not expect them to search your locker" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"Yeah so" said Tarra.

"had they found your blue prints the ones we took you would have been branded a terrorist" said. Mr. Ridgemount.

The large man walked over to a well hidden liquor cabinet and poured them both a shot. Mr. Ridgemount drank his slowly and calmly while Tarra downed hers.

"A few years ago I joined the military and one night we raided a a enemy stronghold and found a few secrets, one of which I kept all these years" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"So you lied to the government priceless!" laughed Tarra.

Mr. Ridgemount opened a safe and pulled out a dusty blue print. Tarra looked at it for a few minutes before it clicked.

"Oh so you found out I was selling my blueprints" said Tarra.

"I have all the things you made and the blueprints in many offices and banks scattered across the country" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"Wow that's impressive you stalker you" laughed Tarra.

"The liquor I feed you all those years ago was to kind an act had I known you would end up a real killer instead of a girl pulling a gun no two boys I would never had done it" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"You bullied and stole from me, of course I had a gun!" yelled Tarra.

"I loved you, did you know that" "As for Ron he made it his mission to prove you were human, he lied about the tape because every time it was mentioned it proved you were no better then us with your high and mighty attitude" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"You loved me...why would you tell...what did you do to that drink!" demanded Tarra.

"A untraceable poison that makes it seam like a person died of natural causes, I've been using it for years to get ahead" said Mr. Ridgemount..

"You doomed yourself, you drank it as well" said Tarra.

"So then lets finish up this game, Once my son turns 18 just as Emma will they will have control over each company and then Ty will papoose with my mothers engagement ring making them united, while your son, the one in the whale costume will be arrested for necrophilia" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"You know about my son!" said Tarra.

"That I do, and another way I got rid of my rivals was to frame them" said Mr. Ridgemount.

"You...play...dirty" said Tarra.

Tarra grabbed her chest gasping in pain as Steven just laughed the laugh of the dead,

The end.