My Revenge – Chapter 5
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A/N: It took me a while to update, but I finally got around to it. I'm hoping to finish this with this chapter. I'm really grateful to all that have reviewed thus far, and I'm glad you stuck with me.
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The killer sat behind some shrubbery, waiting for her newest target to come into view. She was still dressed in the usual apparel; a hooded sweatshirt, black jeans, and the same hockey mask.
Minutes passed like hours as she waited. She was growing impatient. She had half an instinct to run inside and drag the great Dr. Ramoray outside and do him in. She tried to keep her cool. If she were to do something as drastic as that there was an even greater risk of being seen. Little did she know, the doctor was aware of her plans.
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Drake watched, only feet behind the killer, hiding in the same fashion as she was. He wanted some clue as to who it was. If he knew, then he could protect Jack. After all, that was his mission here in Salem. He was sent here to ensure Jack's safety.
The stalker continued to fidget in her spot, hidden from lurking eyes. The darkness was working to her advantage. Drake would have never known she was there if he hadn't been tipped off. If his calculations were correct, she would give up soon. But she would be back, that was for certain.
A few more minutes passed by and, just as he suspected, she stood and crept out of his sight. He waited a while longer to ensure she was far enough away. Then he went back to his sports car and returned home.
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A knock at the door brought Victor back to reality. There was only one person he was expecting at this hour.
He swung the door open, revealing a dark clad figure. She had left the mask in the dashboard of her car.
"Ursula, what the hell are you doing? I thought I told you to never show up dressed like that!" Victor spat those words with anger flowing off his tongue.
"All right, all right. Don't get your panties in a bunch. No one saw me," she replied with a cool edge to her voice.
"You had better hope not, or else I'll have your ass!"
"Vic, Vic, haven't you learned already? If you want it that badly all you had to do was say so."
He was amazed at how much she had in common with Nicole. The same sarcastic comments, all of which will end up getting her into trouble.
"Get in here. I don't want my nosy wife or my grandson to see you here."
She strutted in the huge mansion, admiringly looking at all the fine artwork and knick-knacks displayed in the living room.
"Now tell me, did you do what I asked?" Victor had had about enough of her attitude. He wanted a straight answer.
"He wasn't there. Drake, I mean. I'm saving that reporter for last." She plunked herself down into one of the cushioned chairs after pouring herself a drink.
"Well you had better *find* him! I want the job done within forty-eight hours. You hear me?"
"Loud and clear." She said in an airy manner, tempting that final vein in his forehead to pop.
"Good. Now get back to work." He took her by the hand and pulled her out of the chair, almost making her spill her drink.
"What, now? All work and no play? Come on, Vic, I never knew you were *that* cruel!" She said playfully, trying with all her might to set him off.
"OUT!!" he bellowed, causing her to jump. She sat the glass down and sprinted out the door.
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Drake was about to enter the building housing both Lucas and Sami, but paused when he heard movement in the darkness behind him. He felt an odd sense of dread pass over him, and he scanned the darkened walkway behind him.
Ursula was crouched low behind a sign, waiting for the perfect opportunity to pounce. She got down lower to the ground as Drake looked in her direction. He turned to go inside, and that's when she jumped for him, quick as a cat.
He dropped the pocketknife he had with him in the surprise of the attack. She knocked him to the ground, pinning him to the dirty pavement. He struggled to throw her off him, failing when she clubbed him over the head with a rock lying nearby.
As the darkness overcame him, he heard another voice shouting over the din of the killer's threats. He remained conscious just long enough to see a familiar face kick the killer off him. Then it all became dark.
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Drake awoke in a hospital room. He had bandages wrapped around his head due to the gash made by the impact of the rock and his skull. His vision was still fuzzy, but he made out that same face from the scene of his attack.
Lucas and Sami were both there. They had heard the ruckus while bickering themselves in the lobby and came outside to see what was happening.
Lucas had kicked Ursula in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her. Sami had grabbed the pepper spray out of her purse and blinded the killer with a burning dose.
Lucas then grabbed a metal pole lying to the side of the building, left behind by the repairman years ago. He swung at the killer's temple, knocking her out like a light. They spotted another figure spying on them in the distance and went to check it out.
Victor had been watching from a distance, and when he turned to flee the crime scene, Lucas gained on him. Before Victor could explain himself, Lucas, pipe in hand, clubbed him over the head.
Drake tried to speak, seemingly forgotten how to do so.
"Don't say anything, okay, you have to save your energy. That was a pretty good hit you took to the head. If you ask me, you're lucky to be alive," Lucas stated, sitting in a seat next to the bed. He wanted Drake to be checked out first before trying anything like that.
"Yeah," Sami agreed, stroking Lucas's arm. "If it weren't for Lucas here, she probably would have killed you right then and there." She looked up at Lucas in the chair next to her, smiling the brightest smile she could muster.
Drake nodded, silently thanking him for rescuing him.
"And you would never believe who else was in on this. Victor Kiriakis," Lucas said, as Drake's eyes grew wide. "But not to worry. He got what was coming, and then some. I got him good with that pipe I found. He's still unconscious right now, but the doctors say he's probably going to lose all the functions he had before."
"Meaning Nicole is going to have diaper duty now," Sami laughed, imagining one of the most powerful men in Salem being reduced to nothing but a mere infant. She was more than overjoyed at seeing her worst enemy get what was due.
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Brady sat in his room, once again thinking Nicole's offer over one more time. He knew Chloe was nothing more than a lost cause at this point. If he were to take Nicole up on this, it might just be the best decision he could ever make. But then again, he still has a hint of feelings for Chloe, no matter how far away she is.
He was torn, unsure of what to do. Nicole? Or Chloe? How could he have gotten himself into this? At last, he came to a decision. Rising from the bed, he went to the doorway, pausing once more to think of what to say.
Not a single moment too soon, he walked the few feet across the hall to Nicole's bedroom. He knocked on the door lightly, and quick as a flash she was standing there, awaiting his answer.
He was the first to speak "I know what I have to do."
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A/N: Alrighty then, the rest is up to you! Who does he pick, Nicole or Chloe? I'm not telling, I'd rather leave the door open on that front. But other than that, I think I pretty much finished this. I hope you enjoyed it! And if you haven't guess already, Ursula is from Friends. I didn't want to say anything before because that would ruin the surprise. Leave me a review and let me know how it was!
