Okay, first of all I want to say Thank you to eXtreme eVolution, Psycho
Tangerine, slave4britney, crazy4nc128, Crystal Raven, and True-To-Blue and
answer a few things.
For True-To-Blue, No, I don't hate Cam, I love him, and I just thought it would be a good idea for him to become evil. I do that for laughs as well as telling it like it is.
For Psycho Tangerine, I'm still working on that, but for now, they just don't know. I can't give that away till I get to the POV parts of the story.
But this is soooo cool. I've never had this many reviews before.
Anyways, Also thank you to all who have been patiently waiting for me to put up the second part, as well as those who have just recently posted new reviews. Yes I did have comments in parentheses in the first chapter, but then I got rid of the things in parenthesis for those who did not like them.
And second, the second part, I'm working on, but it's like 60 pages long so far, and on this one, the 60+ page one, I think I'll do Hunter, Dustin, and Cam POV Parts. Whatch'all think?
Anyways on with the story!!
Wait a minute!! Does that mean no one liked my Beyblade story? Or my Charmed fic, or my Angel fic? I guess I'll only be famous for my riveting Power Rangers Stories. Sigh! What a way to go!
Here's Can't Keep a Good Ranger Down Part 2.
(This one's in Dustin P.O.V. The style is kinda like In the Forests of the Night. I'll also be adding little comments through this one as well. The next will be in Cam's P.O.V. and explain more on how he was turned evil and how he knew the vampire.)
"He was a boy, she was a girl. Can I make it any more obvious?" a gal in front sang at a karaoke night club.
"Man," Shane said, "She's pretty good."
"Yeah," I replied.
"How're you feeling?"
"Better." It had been at least a week since I was injured. I still don't know how it all really happened. "I still can't believe that Cam turned on us."
"Yeah, I know, it just seems so unreal."
"Hey, guys, I know that Cam's evil now, but we came here to try to relax and forget our problems, remember?" Shane brought us back to earth.
"He's just a boy and I'm just a girl; can I make it any more obvious? We are in love, haven't you heard? How we rock each other's wor-r-r-rld!" she belted out.
When the song was done (probably because I don't want to write the whole damn song in this.), we all in the audience applauded and she took a bow as her next song came on.
She unhitched the mike and started off the stage.
"I'm standing on a bridge," she sang as she winded through the tables
"Isn't anyone trying to find me?" she sang as she gently stroked Shane's chin. "Won't somebody come take me home?" (I bet Shane would!!), and she left our table. Then Shane's face got plastered with a really goofy smile.
"What?" I asked him.
"I think she digs me."
"I highly doubt that," Tori said.
"Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new; I don't know who you are," she belted as she came back around, pointing at me, "but I- I'm with you. I'm with you. Mmmhmmm," and she quickly kissed my cheek, and handed me something---A back stage pass. I guess it was my turn to get all flustered and goofy.
"Is anybody here I know?' She sang as she went back on stage. She turned around and it looked as if she were asking me.
"And no one likes to be alone."
This actually sunk in. I guess I realized that I was alone. I mean , sure, I have friends, but nothing more than that.
"I'm with you. Yeah yeah, oh, why is everything so confusing?"
'Yeah, why was everything like that?' I thought.
"Maybe I'm just out of my mind."
"Hey, guys," I said, "Want anything?"
"Um, yeah, sure, how 'bout a Pepsi," Tori said.
"Okay, how 'bout you, Shane?"
"Hmm? Um, yeah, me too."
I walked over to the counter and said, "Three Pepsi's."
"Okay," the person behind the bar said, then after a little while, "Here you go."
"Thanks," I said as I paid her.
I went back to our table.
"Okay," I said, "take which ever, 'cause they're all the same."
We all applauded when her act came to an end, and she stepped down off the stage.
"You're going to come, right?" she said as she stopped in front of me.
"Yeah," I said.
"Great, here, here's two more for your friends," and she handed me two more passes.
"Are you supposed to be doing this?" Tori asked suspiciously.
"No, but I'm their opening act. Without me, no one else would go on. Well, anyways, see you soon." She left without saying another word.
"Well," Shane said, "She seemed nice enough."
"Yeah," Tori said reluctantly, "I suppose so."
"So, you guys coming?" I asked anxiously.
"Yeah," Tori said laughing. "We'll be right there."
"Cool," I said as I went over to the backstage door.
"Pass," the guard said, and I showed him my pass.
"Okay," he said, "go on in.
"Thanks," I replied as I went through the door. I thought he sounded familiar, but I disregarded it.
When I got to her dressing room, I knocked. The sign on the door said "Jaimee O'Connell".
"Come in," she said from within.
I opened the door slowly and went in.
"Hey," she said surprised.
"You're Jaimee, right?"
"Yeah," she replied, "and you're Dustin Brooks?"
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"I saw you race and you name was called."
"Oh, okay."
"Hey," Jaimee said, "Spur of the moment, would you like to join me?"
"For what?"
"Nothing, I just want to know if you'd want to."
"Um..." I said uncertainly, "Sure."
"Okay, hold still," she said coming near me.
She rose up her head, and I felt something sharp sink through the skin on my neck.
"Ow," I said, pulling away.
"Don't fight, it'll only hurt."
"What?" I asked, scared. I touched where I had felt the pain. There were two holes there. I pulled my hand back and there was blood on it. "What are you doing to me?"
"Let me finish."
"No!" I exclaimed.
"I didn't want to do this," she said as she took both of my hands into one of hers and with the other, grabbed a handful of my hair, and roughly brought me to my knees and bent my head upwards, tilting it to the side where the little holes were. She brought her mouth down to where the punctures were and bean to draw blood.
I tried to shake her off, but she was stronger than she looked. She was right about one thing, it did hurt to fight.
'Relax,' I heard in my head and instantly I stopped.
More and more she drew from me, until I became dizzy from lacking blood, but she didn't stop.
Slowly everything became hazy, and then faded into black.
'The others are probably wondering where I am,' was my last thought.
My breath and heart raced and I tried to catch them but could not. I felt my heart slow and then stop, and by breath become still. There was nothing to do now, so I threw myself into death's icy hands.
Well, that's chapter 1 on the second part. What do y'all think? Please review. Another round of thanks to all you beautiful readers who like my works.
Love, Freed.
For True-To-Blue, No, I don't hate Cam, I love him, and I just thought it would be a good idea for him to become evil. I do that for laughs as well as telling it like it is.
For Psycho Tangerine, I'm still working on that, but for now, they just don't know. I can't give that away till I get to the POV parts of the story.
But this is soooo cool. I've never had this many reviews before.
Anyways, Also thank you to all who have been patiently waiting for me to put up the second part, as well as those who have just recently posted new reviews. Yes I did have comments in parentheses in the first chapter, but then I got rid of the things in parenthesis for those who did not like them.
And second, the second part, I'm working on, but it's like 60 pages long so far, and on this one, the 60+ page one, I think I'll do Hunter, Dustin, and Cam POV Parts. Whatch'all think?
Anyways on with the story!!
Wait a minute!! Does that mean no one liked my Beyblade story? Or my Charmed fic, or my Angel fic? I guess I'll only be famous for my riveting Power Rangers Stories. Sigh! What a way to go!
Here's Can't Keep a Good Ranger Down Part 2.
(This one's in Dustin P.O.V. The style is kinda like In the Forests of the Night. I'll also be adding little comments through this one as well. The next will be in Cam's P.O.V. and explain more on how he was turned evil and how he knew the vampire.)
"He was a boy, she was a girl. Can I make it any more obvious?" a gal in front sang at a karaoke night club.
"Man," Shane said, "She's pretty good."
"Yeah," I replied.
"How're you feeling?"
"Better." It had been at least a week since I was injured. I still don't know how it all really happened. "I still can't believe that Cam turned on us."
"Yeah, I know, it just seems so unreal."
"Hey, guys, I know that Cam's evil now, but we came here to try to relax and forget our problems, remember?" Shane brought us back to earth.
"He's just a boy and I'm just a girl; can I make it any more obvious? We are in love, haven't you heard? How we rock each other's wor-r-r-rld!" she belted out.
When the song was done (probably because I don't want to write the whole damn song in this.), we all in the audience applauded and she took a bow as her next song came on.
She unhitched the mike and started off the stage.
"I'm standing on a bridge," she sang as she winded through the tables
"Isn't anyone trying to find me?" she sang as she gently stroked Shane's chin. "Won't somebody come take me home?" (I bet Shane would!!), and she left our table. Then Shane's face got plastered with a really goofy smile.
"What?" I asked him.
"I think she digs me."
"I highly doubt that," Tori said.
"Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new; I don't know who you are," she belted as she came back around, pointing at me, "but I- I'm with you. I'm with you. Mmmhmmm," and she quickly kissed my cheek, and handed me something---A back stage pass. I guess it was my turn to get all flustered and goofy.
"Is anybody here I know?' She sang as she went back on stage. She turned around and it looked as if she were asking me.
"And no one likes to be alone."
This actually sunk in. I guess I realized that I was alone. I mean , sure, I have friends, but nothing more than that.
"I'm with you. Yeah yeah, oh, why is everything so confusing?"
'Yeah, why was everything like that?' I thought.
"Maybe I'm just out of my mind."
"Hey, guys," I said, "Want anything?"
"Um, yeah, sure, how 'bout a Pepsi," Tori said.
"Okay, how 'bout you, Shane?"
"Hmm? Um, yeah, me too."
I walked over to the counter and said, "Three Pepsi's."
"Okay," the person behind the bar said, then after a little while, "Here you go."
"Thanks," I said as I paid her.
I went back to our table.
"Okay," I said, "take which ever, 'cause they're all the same."
We all applauded when her act came to an end, and she stepped down off the stage.
"You're going to come, right?" she said as she stopped in front of me.
"Yeah," I said.
"Great, here, here's two more for your friends," and she handed me two more passes.
"Are you supposed to be doing this?" Tori asked suspiciously.
"No, but I'm their opening act. Without me, no one else would go on. Well, anyways, see you soon." She left without saying another word.
"Well," Shane said, "She seemed nice enough."
"Yeah," Tori said reluctantly, "I suppose so."
"So, you guys coming?" I asked anxiously.
"Yeah," Tori said laughing. "We'll be right there."
"Cool," I said as I went over to the backstage door.
"Pass," the guard said, and I showed him my pass.
"Okay," he said, "go on in.
"Thanks," I replied as I went through the door. I thought he sounded familiar, but I disregarded it.
When I got to her dressing room, I knocked. The sign on the door said "Jaimee O'Connell".
"Come in," she said from within.
I opened the door slowly and went in.
"Hey," she said surprised.
"You're Jaimee, right?"
"Yeah," she replied, "and you're Dustin Brooks?"
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"I saw you race and you name was called."
"Oh, okay."
"Hey," Jaimee said, "Spur of the moment, would you like to join me?"
"For what?"
"Nothing, I just want to know if you'd want to."
"Um..." I said uncertainly, "Sure."
"Okay, hold still," she said coming near me.
She rose up her head, and I felt something sharp sink through the skin on my neck.
"Ow," I said, pulling away.
"Don't fight, it'll only hurt."
"What?" I asked, scared. I touched where I had felt the pain. There were two holes there. I pulled my hand back and there was blood on it. "What are you doing to me?"
"Let me finish."
"No!" I exclaimed.
"I didn't want to do this," she said as she took both of my hands into one of hers and with the other, grabbed a handful of my hair, and roughly brought me to my knees and bent my head upwards, tilting it to the side where the little holes were. She brought her mouth down to where the punctures were and bean to draw blood.
I tried to shake her off, but she was stronger than she looked. She was right about one thing, it did hurt to fight.
'Relax,' I heard in my head and instantly I stopped.
More and more she drew from me, until I became dizzy from lacking blood, but she didn't stop.
Slowly everything became hazy, and then faded into black.
'The others are probably wondering where I am,' was my last thought.
My breath and heart raced and I tried to catch them but could not. I felt my heart slow and then stop, and by breath become still. There was nothing to do now, so I threw myself into death's icy hands.
Well, that's chapter 1 on the second part. What do y'all think? Please review. Another round of thanks to all you beautiful readers who like my works.
Love, Freed.