DISCLAIMER: I don't own Lizzie, please don't sue.
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MAKO was just making their entrance. Miranda walked into the room with the others, thinking that there was no turning back now. She was wondering how they would react.
"Guys, I have something I need to tell you."
"What is it, Miranda?" Lizzie asked.
"There's no easy way of saying this, so I'm just gonna spit it out." she said.
"Go ahead, we're listening." Gordo told her.
"I......I recently found out that......I'm almost a month pregnant."
"Miranda, that's great!" Lizzie said.
"Yeah.......but what about the tour? I mean, we've postponed touring so many times, and we can't afford to pause this again. And the baby might not be able to handle the noise when the time comes."
"We'll figure out something, Miranda, don't worry. You're right, we can't stop the tour again.......but.....hey, I've got an idea!" Lizzie said.
"And what's the idea?"
"You took guitar in high school, right?"
"Yeah."
"Were you the only girl there?"
"No, as weird as it may seem, Kate took it as well. But what doe that have to do with.......oh, I see what you mean. Let's give her a call once we're done tonight."
"Sure thing. I'm sure she'll take your place when you have to stop." Lizzie said.
THREE AND A HALF HOURS LATER
"Thank you! You guys have been awesome, and we really enjoyed our time here!"
Lizzie threw autographed REALITY merchandise to the crowd, while Gordo smashed his guitar and gave the bits and pieces to the audience.
"Thank you again! Good night!" Lizzie added, before the lights dimmed and they went backstage.
They quickly freshened up, and five minutes afterward, Lizzie, Gordo, Larry and Matt met up- but no Miranda. They knocked on her door, but they got no answer. They assumed she wasn't feeling well, so they went to the backstage fan greet, and let everyone know that Miranda wasn't feeling well, and she'd be out in a few minutes.
Everyone quickly got their autographs, and left, but still no sign of Miranda. They went back to the room and knocked on the door. No answer. They tried to call her- no answer. Finally, they opened the door, and saw nobody in there. After searching the room, they found nothing, until Matt found a note, and it read:
IF YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR PRECIOUS MIRANDA AGAIN, DO AS I SAY, AND I'LL LET HER FREE. OTHERWISE, YOU'LL SEE NO MORE OF MIRANDA
SIGNED,
JOHN THE RIPPER
"Who the hell is John the Ripper?" Gordo asked.
"I don't know, but it's the kind of nickname that murders and assassins use." Lizzie said in a worried voice.
"Don't start talking like that, Lizzie." Matt said.
"I'm not kidding, Matt. People are inspired by terror legends, and use part of their nickname for their own- John the Ripper, Matt? John the Ripper? That's close enough to Jack the Ripper, so you don't think that this guy's up to something?"
"He's up to something, but it might not be murder." Larry told her.
"First things first- we'll let Greg and Tony know, and see what they think about it. Then, now that we basically have to, we'll give Kate the phone call and ask her to fill in." Gordo said.
Everyone agreed. They let Gregory and Tony know, who thought that it could be another scheme by the M.A.R, but it could also be something much more serious and dangerous. They gave Kate the phone call, and after hearing what happened, she said she'd definitely take her place.
Meanwhile, Miranda was in a hotel room, while a man in a black longcoat stood and paced the room.
"Who are you?" Miranda asked, unafraid- she could easily take this guy on.
"Most people call me John the Ripper. But that's not my true identity."
"Then what is your real identity?" Miranda asked, standing up and cracking her knuckles.
This "John the Ripper" guy was not the kind of person who would scare you to death, so he got ready to answer her question.
"My real name is......."
That was chapter X for ya, and there's a lot more where this came from. Chapter 11's coming up, revealing the name of Mr. John the Ripper. See ya!