A/N: Okay, okay I did not intend to make this chapter soooo long. That's just how it turned out. This plot line was kind of complicated, and had a lot of details to include. I also decided to include the Tribunal in this one. I hoped it turned out all right. I'm also sorry that it took so long to get this up. I'm about to start school once again-another semster. So it's going to take me a century and half to write up the next chapter.

In the next chapter I'll reveal (in the Author's Note) where I got the girlfriends names from. They are from real people, one is an event! Anyway, I hope you can enjoy this chapter.

Thank You's:

Sage360-Thank you for adding my stories to your favorites. I greatly appreciate it, and I'm glade you like the fanfics!

Fireflydoll-Thank you for reviewing the last chapter- I grealt appreciate that your reading this story.

metal2fairytale-Thank you for the review. I grealty appreciate it! I hope you like this one too!

Luma-I'm glade you like the stories, and I'm also glade that you reminded me to finish this chapter. I grealty appreciate your continued support.(By the way everyone should go read her fanfic too! It's totally metal!!!!!!)

LunaGoddesOf Foxes-Thanks for the support in writing these stories/chapters! I wouldn't have gotten this far if it wasn't for you. (You should read her fanfic too! Another metal story!!!!!)

Miss Queen B-Thank you for being a great friend! I'm glade yo got me into Metalocalypse, and that you inspired one of the characters. I hope you like the stories. ;)

To All The Readers Who Read But Never Reviewed-Thanks! I'm glade your reading the stories...even with all the bad grammer, and the long wait. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.

The Tribunal

A group of men are sitting in the briefing room awaiting Senator Stampingston's recent report. There is a large television screen in front of them. Selatcia is sitting in the center of the men, his seat higher than the others. Senator Stampingston is standing in front of the screen ready to explain the recent Dethklok development.

"Recently Dethklok's manager Charles Foster Ofdensen has married Genevieve Marilyn Osborne. It will not be long before the other band members begin to marry their own girlfriends," Stampingston informed the others. The television screen behind him revealed an image of Charles and Genevieve.

The screen behind him changed to show a picture of Angelina and Nathan, as he went on to explain the recent complication. "It has been recently been made public that Angelina Von Lee is trying to get Nathan Explosion to propose to her. Here to explain the effects is Professor Magdalene Histeroch."

A tall woman walks in front of the large television screen. She is wearing glasses and a brown business style outfit. The television screen changed images as she went explained the problem better.

"If Angelina and Nathan were to get married it would led to catastrophe. Nathan Explosion is a powerful man but lacks the mentality to take over. Angelina however can convince him to conquer the world. By letting her marry him, it would place her in the ultimate position of power," Professor Histeroch explained.

"So this girl," one of the men began worridly", could take complete control of everything. She could destroy us all!"

"My God, if only she knew the influence she had," another man muttered.

"We could send another woman in, one who could help stop the marriage," Senator Stampingston muttered. "She could also be used to give us information about Dethklok."

Mr. Selatcia thought about it for a second. He stared at the image if Angelina on the screen. "Very well," he said. "This marriage must never take place."

Angelina Von Lee

Angelina was standing next to a large window filing her nails. She saw a brief image of Rebecca Nightrod. She remembered her first fight to be with Nathan. She lost her right pinky to that bitch. Rebecca lost her head and her body was feed to the wolves. Then she saw an image of Bianca Haya Queen's ex-boyfriend, a real asshole. She remembered how he held the gun at her temple. She cut the rope that brought down the ceiling ornament that pierced his abdomen and swung backwards with his body, until it finally fell out of the window.

She remembered the producer, the one who wanted to make mass copies of an illegal sex tape. That led to the bloody fight. He ended being killed by Murderface, a spiked ball to the face. She remembered Jonas, Vanessa Ari Nasayana's step father. Him and his religious antics, she crushed him with a large set of weights. Then she remembered Jimmy and Jenna. Bianca had killed Jenna with a large sword. Jimmy tried to kill her, but failed. She killed him by accidently pulling a lever which cut off his legs and forced his body to fall onto a large sharp object the spun like a screw. Then she remembered being tortured by Richard Cummings henchmen. Geneva killed them and saved the day.

Angelina glanced out of the window. Lighting and thunder were striking outside, the rain poured lightly. She turned to glance inside the room. There were pictures that filled the wall, each was held by a knife. The pictures were her friends, the people she had come to love ever since she came to Mordhaus.

Angelina noticed a small scribble in the center of the wall. She walked towards it slowly and glanced at the scribbles. They were images of what looked like the band DethKlok, but it couldn't be them. She shook her head and turned around to see two eyes staring at her. He had long white hair, and towered over her.

He held out a hand and muttered", Help me."

"Who are you?" Angelina asked him.

"Don't waste your talents," the man said recoiling his hand.

"What talents?" Angelina responded confused.

The man took a few steps away from her. "You'll choose me in the end."

Angelina watched him suspiciously. She didn't know who he was. She had never seen anyone who even remotely looked like him. He continued to walk backwards until he was engulfed by the darkness. Angelina turned to glance at a picture of her and Nathan. It was torn in half and another woman stood in between the torn picture.

Angelina sat up straight. She was breathing rapidly. She glanced around her settings. She was in Nathan's bedroom. He rolled onto his side. Angelina breathed a sigh of relief and allowed her body to rest on the soft mattress. She closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

Charles & Geneva Ofdensen

"We're almost home," Charles said walking towards Geneva. Charles placed an arm around Geneva and gently kissed her.

"Do you think," Geneva began but paused.

"Don't worry," He said knowing what she meant. "They'll love and accept you."

"I hope so," Geneva responded. "Should we tell them?" She asked after a moment's pause.

Charles smiled and placed one arm around her. He placed his free hand on Geneva's stomach and smiled. "Let's wait until the time is right."

Geneva nodded. The car pulled to a stop. The roadie stepped out from the driver's seat and opened the car door. Geneva walked out, followed by Charles. The roadie closed the door behind him. They walked into Mordhaus to be greeted by Dethklok and the girlfriends. Angelina was the first to hug Geneva.

"Did you enjoy my present?" Angelina asked with a wink.

Geneva giggled", very much. Thanks."

Geneva proceeded to get hugged the other girls. Charles just stood in the door way next to the luggage. The band members stood off to the side watching. After a few minutes of the girls chatting randomly, they headed off to get a bit to eat. Charles and Geneva went to their offices to get back to work.

"We got an invitation," Charles said holding an envelope in his hand. He walked out with Geneva by his side, and stood in front of the table.

"To what?" Pickles asked.

"To one of the staff members wedding, #387 and #632," he said handing the envelope towards Nathan.

"Another wedding before mine," Angelina muttered under her breath.

Nathan opened the envelope to read the invitation.

"When is it?" Pickles asked.

"Tomorrow," Nathan responded.

"Sounds like it could be fun," Amelia said.

"Well," Charles began", we're off to do some work."

"See you later," Geneva said.

Charles and Geneva walked out the room. Everyone watched them curiously.

"I never knew work could be so stimulating," Angelina muttered.

"I wonder what they're sex is like," Murderface said in thought.

"Possibly formal," Vanessa muttered.

"Yea, could you imagine it?" Nathan said with a slight chuckle. The other band members chuckled with Nathan.

"They could be good at it," Bianca commented. "If it wasn't somewhat good then they wouldn't be doing it in the middle of the day."

"No ways," Toki said.

"Yea," Skwisgaar began. "Probablys doesn't knows whats to dos."

"There is a way to find out," Drew said.

Everyone turned to look at her.

After dinner Drew got to work. She waited for the perfect opportunities. She placed the small descrete cameras in the places that she knew Geneva and Charles were most likely to go frequently. The last place was their bedroom. Drew had the cameras connected to televisions in the lounge. She had done this before when she and Vanessa made the updated version of the sex tape.

Drew had Jean-Pierre make three large buckets of popcorn for the event. She took them down to the lounge. The others were waiting for her. She had left them in the dark about what she was doing.

"Okay," Drew said taking the remote. "I have set up cameras in the rooms where they are most likely to go. The cameras are connected to televisions in here. When we see them doing something then we can put it on the big screen and decide how they do."

"Yous brilliants," Toki said and kissed her.

They waited for Charles and Geneva to do something. The others watched random channels on the large television. Drew kept her eyes on the monitors. It didn't take to much longer. Nathan changed the channel and Charles and Geneva appeared on the large screen. They watched intently and eat large amounts of popcorn.

"See," Angelina said," just because they're business people that doesn't mean they don't know what they're doing."

"I suppose sos," Skwisgaar said.

"Yea they were pretty good," Pickles added.

#387 & #632

#387 had caught the bouquet at the wedding. She was one of the rare women who worked as a roadie, mostly for the girls. She had fallen in love with #632 a while back. They both agreed to keep their loyalties to Dethklok as their first priority.

The ceremony was lovely. The band came with their girlfriends, as did Charles and Geneva. The band was slightly drunk but tried to hide it. Later at the ceremony, the bride and the groom were cutting the cake. Dethklok and their girlfriends, and the managers, were honorary guests. Angelina was jealous that everyone was getting married before her, but was still happy for them anyway.

She was in awe during the bride and groom's dance. Murderface and Pickles spiked the punch. Toki and Drew enjoyed the chocolate cake. Angelina was surprised that she partially caught the bouquet. Bianca caught the base and Angelina caught the top part. Angelina decided to give it to Bianca.

Angelina sat down next to Nathan. She smiled slightly and took a quick shot. "It was a beautiful ceremony, wasn't it?"

"Uh," Nathan wasn't sure how to respond. "Yes." He picked up the bottle of wine and drank half of the bottle.

"I wonder how ours would be," Angelina muttered. She glanced at the dancers dreamy eyed.

Nathan shrugged his shoulders. He drank more from the bottle of wine.

"You do want to get married don't you?" Angelina asked him.

Nathan glanced down at her. He sighed and kissed her. Angelina didn't say another word. She merely watched the evening go by.

"Dude, Angelina really wants to get married," Pickles said.

"Yea, I mean can't a guy have a break," Murderface said.

"Maybes shes jus' one of those womans," Skwisgaar said.

"Maybe," Murderface muttered.

Interns

Several girls walked inside of Mordhaus. They were interning for the record studio. They had been sent on assignment to get a better feel for life on the road. Kitty Elena flocked some of her strawberry blonde hair out of her face. She walked under the door accompanied by three other girls. Each had a designated purpose, and was built to meet the needs. They held small Gucci purses and glanced around the entrance.

"Interesting," one of the girls with red hair muttered.

"Very macabre," another with black hair added.

"You all know what we have to do," Kitty muttered to them. The others nodded. "One of us is missing, where is she?" Kitty asked glancing around.

A tall platinum blonde woman walked into Mordhaus. She held two bags, one that contained a small dog and another that was her purse. She had on large sunglasses, her hair held back by a bandana. She paused at a mirror and looked at her appearance. She straightened her hair a bit and fixed the makeup smear on her face.

She sighed", it's dark in here," she muttered.

"They are a heavy metal band," Kitty said walking up towards her. "Did they send you?"

"Yea," she muttered. "Why else would I be here?"

"Why would they send you?" Kitty muttered under her breath.

"Did you say something?" She asked.

"What's your name?" Kitty asked quickly.

"Whitney Camille," she replied.

"May I help you," one of the roadies began but stopped when he saw the girls. "Hi," he said with a slight wave of his hand.

"About time," Whitney said handing him the bag that held her tiny dog. "Please take care of princess for me."

"Sure," he said and walked off with the tiny dog.

One of the heavier girls glanced down at her body and frowned. She sighed and picked up her suitcase. Kitty glanced at the other girls who were interning and wondered why the studio had sent so many. She shrugged her shoulders and glanced at the four other girls and smiled.

"This is going to be a piece of cake," Kitty muttered.

Seduction

The girls attended an orientation. They were just doing random tasks that would be assigned by just about anyone. The girls left to get ready in one of the large bathrooms. They put on some of the most seductive outfits they could find, and fixed their makeup and hair. Kitty sighed and glanced at the girls.

"Okay," Kitty said. "We need to decide whose going after whom."

"I'll have Skwisgaar," Whitney muttered smacking her lips together. "See you later," she said smiling. She walked out of the bathroom and the other girls watched her leave.

"Okay," Kitty said with a sarcastic tone. "You," Kitty said indicating the red haired girl.

"Barbra," she replied with a smile.

"Barbra," Kitty corrected herself. "You can have Toki," she knew they would be a good match to some extent.

"Kelly," the brunette girl muttered. "I'd be fine with Pickles."

"My name is Andrea and I'll take Murderface," she said applying blush to her face.

"Okay then, I'll take Nathan," Kitty said. "Well," she said glancing at herself one last time in the large mirror," let's get started."

The girls nodded and marched out of the bathroom together.

Whitney was walking through the hallways. She had on a tube top that barely covered her large breasts and a short mini skirt, high heels and thigh high nylons. She wandered around trying to figure out where to go. She opened an unlocked door and entered a room full of white. She saw glimpses of random pictures. They were of Skwisgaar and his girlfriend.

She smiled knowing she was in the right room. She closed the door behind her and walked inside. She bent over a white desk to get a better view of a photo. She heard the door open and waited a few seconds before she glanced up to see him. She smiled slyly and slowly stood up straight.

"Whos are yous?" Skwisgaar asked.

"I was asked to come to," she turned her head dramatically", to find something." She walked over towards him and battered her eyes. "I guess its not here."

Skwisgaar tried to control himself, but it was close to impossible. He had never been tempted by anyone since he began dating Bianca.

"Well," Whitney said taking a step closer towards him. She made her chest stand out a bit more.

Without a second thought Skwisgaar began kissing her. She smiled to herself and went with the moment.

Andrea sighed and walked into the lounge. She saw several televisions and video games. She walked towards one of the large red couches. She placed her hand on the soft red felt. She glanced around and smiled. She turned when she heard the door open and saw Murderface. Andrea inhaled deeply.

"What are you doing here?" Murderface asked her.

"Just walking around," Andrea responded. She wasn't sure what to do, and decided to try and improvise.

Murderface walked towards her. He stared at her skimpy outfit and smirked. "Do you always dress like that?" He asked her.

"Only on special occasions," she replied with a slight smile.

"What special occasion is it for?" He asked curiously.

"That I'm working here," she responded. She did her best to sound seductive, but wasn't sure if she was doing it right. Andrea walked forward and bent down to pick up any random thing. Once she found the remote she stood back up. "I got it," she said.

"Excuse me," Murderface muttered and rushed out of the room.

He walked down the hallways and made his way to his bedroom. Amelia was there searching through the closet. Murderface walked over towards her and kissed her.

Barbra was walking down some stairs. She had no idea where she was going. She walked down the long hallway hoping that she would run into a map or some sort of sign. Barbra turned the knob and opened a door. She walked inside and was stunned. She was standing inside a large studio.

"Wow," she muttered. She walked closer towards the booth amazed. She lightly touched the glass.

"Don'ts touch that's," Toki shouted from behind her.

She jumped and turned around. "I'm sorry," she muttered.

"Whos are yous?" Toki asked her.

"Barbra," she responded.

"Whats are yous doings here?" Toki asked suspiciously.

"I got lost," she responded.

"Oh," Toki responded. He paused for a second. Then he smiled and held out his candy bowl. "Do yous wants some?" He asked her.

Barbra shrugged her shoulders", sure."

Kelly walked around Mordhaus randomly. She really didn't care if she met up with Pickles or not. She knew he wasn't the one they were after anyway; at least, not at the moment. She walked down a hallway and paused at a slightly open door. It was Pickles; he was with his girlfriend and model Vanessa.

Vanessa was finishing buttoning up her blouse. Pickles was lying on the bed watching her. Vanessa smiled at him.

"How do I look?" Vanessa asked.

"Well," Pickles said pulling her onto the bed. "You always look great, but you do look best when the clothes are off."

Vanessa giggled and they shared a short kiss.

"I'm wish I didn't have to go work today," Vanessa said.

"I'll always be here when you get back," Pickles told her.

"I love you," Vanessa said.

"I love you to," Pickles responded.

Kelly stood up straight and glanced around. She shrugged her shoulders and figured that it wouldn't matter if she didn't do her job. She walked down the hallway and turned the corner.

Kitty knew she couldn't fail. She had been instructed to keep Nathan from marrying Angelina. That was the reason they were sent here in the first place. She walked around Mordhaus for a while. She followed Kelly towards the hallway where the guy's bedroom was located.

She opened a door and walked inside. She could tell it was Nathan's and Angelina's room. She pulled her skirt up as high as it could go. She wasn't sure how she was going to pull this off, but had a random idea. She crawled on top the bed and posed her body seductively.

A few minutes later the door opened and Nathan stood in the door way. He just stared at Kitty mostly confused. He closed the door behind him and continued to stare at her.

"Why are you in here?" He asked.

"I'm here," Kitty said", to make your wildest dreams come true." She had no idea how it came off, but hoped for the best.

"Uh," Nathan didn't know how to respond. "I should eh-"

"Why? How much longer do you have to be free, to truly be free?" Kitty said. She was hoping that it would work. She stood up and crawled closer towards him. "Why should she keep you from having fun, or at least one last wild party?" She asked making herself pout.

Discovery

Whitney lifted herself out of Skwisgaar's arms. She got dressed and made her way down the large hallway. She had accomplished her goal and was rather pleased with herself. She walked through Mordhaus unsure of what to do now. When a staff member asked her who she was, she just told them she was in the intern program.

She carefully opened a door and peeked inside. It looked like an office. She was intrigued and decided to walk inside. She closed the door behind her carefully and glanced around. There was a large window off to her left; a desk stood a foot or two in front of it. A small table lamp provided limited light. The closed curtains kept it dark. Whitney walked towards the desk and glanced at the papers neatly stacked.

"Fan mail," Whitney muttered to herself.

She sat in the large leather chair and continued to glance through the papers. She found a planner that listed things to prepare for, and so on. Since most of the things on the desk involved the girls, she figured that it was Geneva's office. She began opening drawers, one refused to open.

Whitney pulled out a hair pen and did her best to unlock the small lock. It finally clicked and she was able to open it. There were several papers messy placed inside it. She pulled them out to the best of her abilities. She found a large manila folder and opened it. Her eyes widened.

"I got you now," she muttered.

She flipped through the pages. This folder contained the history on all of the girls. Everything about their past, felonies, schools, even people they used to date. She put it off to the side and opened another folder. It contained details accounts about what had been happening to the girls since they'd been here.

"The weddings mustn't proceed," Whitney muttered to herself ", by any means necessary."

Angelina was searching for Drew. She just wanted someone to talk to about her feelings. She opened the door that lead to Drew's private room, and walked inside.

"Drew," Angelina called out. "Drew, are you here?"

She walked over towards the large section of small television sets. She smirked to herself. They were connected to the tiny video recorder's that had been placed in their bedrooms. She glanced through the television screens and noticed a girl in Skwisgaar's bedroom. She wasn't Bianca and was getting dressed and walked out of the room.

She was about to mutter something but then glanced at the screen that was her and Nathan's bedroom. She immediately turned the volume up and watched the scene play out. The girl was lying on their bed, wearing nearly nothing. Nathan walked inside.

"Why are you in here?" He asked.

"I'm here," Kitty said", to make your wildest dreams come true." She had no idea how it came off, but hoped for the best.

"Uh," Nathan didn't know how to respond. "I should eh-"

"Why? How much longer do you have to be free, to truly be free?" Kitty said. She was hoping that it would work. She stood up and crawled closer towards him. "Why should she keep you from having fun, or at least one last wild party?" She asked making herself pout.

Angelina stood shocked by what she was watching. She couldn't speak or even move. Angelina collapsed onto the ground and began rocking her body. The shock was overpowering, and she lay down on the floor. She wanted to try and make sense of this, but couldn't find a possible explanation. She finally came to a decision.

"This is my fault," she muttered to herself. "I shouldn't have pressured him so much." She glanced down at the floor.

She lifted herself up but continued to stare at the ground. The door opened and Drew walked inside.

"Angelina," Drew muttered surprised. "What are you doing in here?"

Angelina walked towards Drew's small desk. She couldn't explain to her how she felt. She couldn't even explain how she felt to herself. She glanced at a small card on Drew's desk. She picked it up and read it carefully.

Need to get away for a while? Want to try and improve yourself naturally? Then come and join Mrs. Henderson's beauty treatment program. We promise to help enhance your beautiful personality naturally, and all in one month or your money back.

"I'm going away for a while," Angelina muttered. "I have to go somewhere," she muttered.

"What are you talking about?" Drew asked confused.

Angelina stood up straight and walked past her and out the door. She walked through Mordhaus and left. She decided to try and give the program a try. At least it would keep her mind off of what she had just witnessed.

"You did what?" Bianca shouted at Skwisgaar.

Drew had seen the recordings and had to tell the others the truth. She hated doing it, but didn't want to be held responsible later.

"How could you do this to me?" Bianca continued to shout.

"I got of Angelina," Amelia said holding the dehtphone to her ear. "She doesn't want to talk to Nathan at the moment."

"Let me talk to her," Pickles said and was handed the phone. "Hello, where are you?" Pickles listened closely. "You don't have to do that. Just come back home and we can sort it out when you get here. Hello? Hello?" Pickles put down the phone and glanced at the others. "She hung up on me," he told the others.

"What did she say?" Nathan asked.

"She joined some program, and said she'd be gone a month. She's sounded pretty upset," Pickles informed him.

"She should be," Bianca muttered. "I can't believe this is happening. It shouldn't be happening to begin with."

"I'ms sorrys, I don'ts knows what cames over mes," Skwisgaar said.

"Just don't talk to me for a while," Bianca said and stormed out of the room.

"At least I didn't cheat," Murderface said.

"Whys woulds you do somethings like thats?" Toki asked.

"I don'ts knows," Skwisgaar said shrugging his shoulders. "It jus' happened."

There was a moment's silence.

"I wonder what Angelina will be like when she gets back?" Pickles said breaking the silence.

The Program

"Why have you chosen to come here?" Mrs. Henderson.

"Just to get away for a while," Angelina replied sorrowfully.

"Why did you want to get away?

"Because," Angelina muttered. "I saw my boyfriend cheating on me."

"I see," Mrs. Henderson replied. "Well, I don't know if I can be of much help but I can try. What do you think caused him to cheat?"

Angelina shrugged his shoulders.

"You were pressuring him to get married weren't you? Look, people hate being pressured into things. Trust me, when he's ready to propose he'll do so. In the meantime just wait and enjoy the moments you do have together."

"That makes sense," Angelina still feeling hurt.

"Okay, let's do a whole new make over. I could help you with makeup and how you dress a bit; I could even do your hair."

"Can you help me lose a few pounds to?"

"I don't think you really need to lose weight, but if that's what you want," Mrs. Henderson said. "Let's get started."

For the next few weeks Mrs. Henderson got to work. She tried to teach how to walk more seductively. She also put her on a strict eating diet, and had her working out to lose a couple of pounds. She also taught her how to bring out her features with the right haircut and the appropriate makeup. Angelina also learned how to experiment with fashion a bit more. Mrs. Henderson even helped her with her anger management issues, as best she could.

Once the month was over, Angelina headed back to Mordhaus a new person. She just hoped that everyone else would like the change in her, or at least tolerate it.

A Month Later

Angelina inhaled deeply and made her way towards the lounge. She could feel her legs shaking slightly. She paused in front of the door. She was wearing a black leather jacket, a purple top, and black pants. She finally opened the door and walked towards the others.

Drew was the first to see her. She froze instantly astonished. Her ice cream fell from the spoon she was holding. The others turned to glance at her, each of them were just as astonished.

"Wowie," Toki muttered. "Yous looks differents."

"That is a good thing right?" Angelina asked smiling slightly. She still felt nervous.

"You've lost weight," Bianca said walking towards her.

"Yep," Angelina responded.

"Was it plastic surgery?" Bianca asked her suspiciously.

"Nope," Angelina replied ", just a diet and exercise."

Nathan gulped and walked over towards her. "Hi," he said and waited for her to start yelling.

"Hello," Angelina responded.

"You...you're not mad or anything?" Nathan asked in disbelief.

"I've chosen to forget about it," Angelina responded. "That was the past, just so long as it doesn't happen again, I'm fine with that."

"What did they do to you? Amelia asked.

"I've had time to think that's all," Angelina said.

"If you say so," Drew muttered.

Vanessa walked over towards her. "Well," she said", just as long as your happy darling." She gave Angelina a welcome back hug.

"Excuse me miss," Charles said from behind Angelina.

Angelina turned around and smiled", you don't recognize me?"

"Angie?" Geneva asked astounded. "I haven't seen you in weeks."

"Yea, I know," Angelina responded. "Oh and you don't have to worry, I've come up with a ton of new ideas for outfits and the like. I should probably get started on them, I'll see ya' all around." She said with a wave and walked out of the room.

"She's in denial," Murdeface muttered.

"Yea, she's gone off the deep end," Pickles added.

"She'll get over it after a while," Amelia said. "It just takes time."

"See what happens when you cheat?" Bianca said sarcastically.

Nots So Goods Change

The guys were getting ready to work on their next album in the studio. Dick Knubbler was going to come down and help out later. The guys were mostly sitting on the couch. Skwisgaar had a guitar in his hand and was practicing. Nathan walked and saw the guys.

"Abouts times you shows up," Swkisgaar said.

"Yea," Pickles added", where were you?"

"I was with Angelina," Nathan replied.

"How is she doing?" Pickles asked.

Nathan shrugged his shoulders. "She's not the same."

"I knows. She creppings me outs," Toki said.

"You shouldn't have cheated on her," Murderface muttered. "I didn't cheat."

Pickles smacked Murderface in the back of the head. "Yea, that was a pretty shitty thing to do," Pickles said, pretending he didn't hit Murderface.

"Maybes this won'ts lasts," Toki said.

"Whats should we dos?" SKwisgaar asked. "I don'ts likes this change in hers."

"There has to be a way to change her back," Pickles muttered.

"But how?" Murderface questioned.

The Dungeon Cell

Angelina yawned and stretched her arms out. She had created around twelve different sketches of possible outfits. Feeling a sense of accomplishment she decided to get a snack then go to bed. She turned off the lights and walked through the hallways. She managed to sneak into the kitchen and for once Jean-Pierre wasn't there. She pulled out a few slices of ham and had a soda to wash it down with.

She wasn't feeling tired, so she allowed herself to wander the hallways. Everyone was asleep, except for a few of the night staff. She wandered into a few hallways she didn't recognize. They felt darker if that was at all possible. She came to a narrow stairway that had an eerie mournful feel to them. She gulped and grabbed a lit torch that hung on the wall, and then proceeded down the stairway.

The stairway curved slightly. It terrified and saddened her at the same time. She smelled a strong stench but ignored it. She found herself more curious than ever about what was down the end of the stairs. She finally came to the end, the place was barely lit. She allowed her eyes to adjust and realized that it was actually a dungeon. She wasn't at all surprised that Mordhaus had one, in fact she had been wondering where it was kept.

She walked further into the dungeon and glanced at the cells. She noticed that there were human bones randomly lying on the ground. She couldn't tell if it was just decoration or if it they were real. She sighed and was about to turn around to leave when she heard a low moan come from the distance. She turned around and walked towards the sound.

A woman was sitting on one of the benches with a teenage kid in her arms. The teenage kid was crying in low whimpers. He had short red hair, a dirty shirt and torn jeans. Angelina quickly recognized the woman. She was the one she saw on the video tape, she was the one Nathan cheated on her with.

"What the hell," Angelina muttered under her breath. She wasn't sure how to feel; disgusted, sad, jealous, furious, or even joy.

"Don't let them catch you down here," Kitty whispered to Angelina.

"What is your name?" Angelina asked bitterly.

Kitty glanced up at her. "Kitty Elena," she replied. "Why do you want to know?"

"How did you end up down here?" Angelina asked. She wanted to know the full answer, plus thought it might be amusing to see what happens.

Kitty sighed", I did something terrible. I wasn't smart enough to leave like the others did, so I was put down here by that manager."

"The others?" Angelina asked intrigued.

"The other girls. It's a long story and I don't think you should stick around to hear it. If the roadies or the guards catch you they will do the same to you," Kitty warned her.

"I'm not afraid of them," Angelina said boldly. "Tell me this long story. I'm very much interested in hearing about it."

"Well," Kitty began. "I guess it started about two months ago. I was kidnapped trying to get into my apartment by this man. I'm not sure what he worked for, I only knew that he must have had some affiliation with the military. They offered me a chance pardon if I would do a special job. I agreed of course, not knowing what it entailed.'

"The job was to make sure that Nathan Explosion didn't get married. They said to sleep with him that why his girlfriend would break up with him. By the time I knew what it was I couldn't do take back my promise to do it. So, me and four other girls came here. We were all told to sleep with the band members, and get information. I'm not sure who for though.'

"Anyway, the other girls left afterwards, but I stayed. I was questioned intensively by the manger Charles, I think his name is. I was kept under constant watch. It was hell. I told him all I knew, but I guess it wasn't what he wanted to hear. One random day I was placed down here and was forgotten. I haven't eaten in days, and haven't had water for hours."

"I see," Angelina replied more confused then before. "So, you were tricked into doing what you did? Why did you go ahead with it anyway? You could have just lied or run away or something-couldn't you?"

"They told me that no matter where I ran they would find me. Trust me, people do strange things out of fear," Kitty replied remorsefully.

"You should have run," Angelina muttered under her breath. "If you ever get out of here, what will you do?"

"I don't think there is much I can do," Kitty said. "I guess I would try to apologize for being such and idiot. Who knows I probably do deserve what I'm getting now."

Angelina sighed. "No," she responded", no you don't." Angelina thought about it for a few seconds. "What's the kid in here for?"

"For illegally downloading a song," Kitty informed her.

"Oh, well I don't know what I can do. I guess I can try and get you something to eat and drink possibly," Angelina said.

"You shouldn't do that. What if you get caught? They well torture you to."

Angelina smirked. "I don't think they would dare try. I'll be back later."

Angelina finished and left. She walked back up the steps and carefully placed the torch back to its original place. She rushed back into the kitchen and pulled out several slices of ham. She also pulled out two sodas. She figured it was better than nothing.

'Why am I doing this?' she thought to herself.

She shook her head and figured she'd accepted her apology. She pulled out a large plate and placed the slices on it. She also put some fresh bread on it. Grabbing the plate and the sodas she rushed back down into the dungeon. She knew this was completely against her nature, but continued anyway. She walked down the narrow steps and into the dungeon. She came to the cell that Kitty and the teenage kid were in.

"I got you something," Angelina said.

Kitty stood up and walked towards the cell bars. She smiled, the teenager rushed over towards Angelina. He took a slice and began eating it rapidly.

"Thank you," Kitty said.

"No problem," Angelina told her.

Kitty took the plate and the sodas. Kitty began eating slice and opened the can of soda. Angelina watched them eat still unsure of how to feel. She hated Kitty, but still felt sorry for her. A few minutes later Angelina turned her head at the sound of approaching footsteps. Kitty had a look of genuine panic on her face.

"You have to get out of her, hid or something."

"Don't panic Kitty. I can take care of myself," Angelina said confidently. "I suppose I should tell you my secret," she said and walked closer towards Kitty. She whispered ", I am Nathan's girlfriend."

Kitty stared at her mortified. She was frozen from the shock of hearing her name. Angelina stared towards the dungeon entrance. Charles walked towards her with a frown on his face.

"What are you doing here?" Charles asked her.

"Research," Angelina replied.

"Research, right."

"What does it matter to you anyway?"

"This doesn't concern you," Charles said.

"Of course it does," Angelina said. "She was the one who slept with my boyfriend. It has everything to do with me. "

Charles thought about it for a few seconds. "Aren't you happy to see her here? I thought you'd be furious and would kill her yourself."

"I've had an interesting talk with her, and," Angelina said glanced at Kitty. "I accepted her apology; just as long as it doesn't happen again." Angelina sighed and knew she was going to hate herself for this. "Let her go."

"You can't be serious," Charles said in disbelief.

"I am serious. I understand where she's coming from. So yea, just go ahead and let her go. Oh and let the kid to, I think he's knows better now."

"Look, there are some things that I can't do," Charles told her.

"You're the one who put them in here in the first place. Look, if you're concerned about them blabbing why not just keep them in Mordhaus. Kind of like probation until you know that they won't run off their mouths about what they went through."

"I just can't let them go. You of all people should understand," Charles began but Angelina interrupted.

"I understand plenty. Look, I've been through hell myself since I've been here. Losing a pinky, killing people, having thousand of people hate me all at once, and nearly dying twice now," Angelina said exhaling. "Besides you owe me."

"For what?" Charles questioned her.

"For Geneva, if I hadn't said that I thought it was a good idea to let her stay the guys would have killed her."

Charles glared at her. "One of these days that is not going to work."

"I know it won't. It actually didn't work until now," Angelina said. She remembered very well when she said that to Dehtklok and the girls. It cost her plenty, but it's worth the risk. "I'll even keep an eye on them, that way you don't have to worry about it that much."

"Fine," Charles finally agreed.

Whitney's Scheme

Whitney held the two manila folders close to her chest. She had spent the month perfecting the perfect plan. She walked into the office and stopped in front of a secretary's desk. The secretary had an earpiece in her ear, and was glancing through some papers. She glanced up at Whitney.

"May I help you?" She asked.

"I hear to speak with Delilah Richards," Whitney said. "I have an appointment under Camille."

"Oh of course," the secretary said. "Go right on in. The office door is down the hall and to your right."

"Thank you," Whitney said and made her way towards the office.

She opened the large door and walked inside. Delilah was sitting behind a large desk full of paperwork. She had long brown hair, and wore a business outfit. She had one reading glasses. She smiled when she saw Whitney and took off her glasses.

"How are you doing today Miss Camille," Delilah greeted.

"I'm doing well," she said taking a seat ", and yourself?"

"I'm doing great. What can I help you with?"

"Well, I just want to know how you would feel taking on what will become one of the most famous cases in history."

"I'm listening," Delilah said.

"I got several signatures to bring up a case against Nathan Explosion's girlfriend. I want you to take up the opposing side," Whitney informed her.

"Are you serious?" Whitney nodded to confirm Delilah's answer. "Look, I could never do that. I like the band too much to do such a thing. I'm sorry."

"So, you like Dethklok then?"

"Very much so," Delilah confessed.

"I bet you have a crush on one of them don't you. You can tell me, who it is you're crushing on," Whitney said putting on a fake smile.

"Well," Delilah began. "I like Nathan." Delilah giggled and went back to her serious posture.

"Don't be ashamed. He is a great hunk of man. You know, you could be his girlfriend."

"Me? No, why would he choose me? I mean look at Angelina. She 's perfect, and I'm well," Delilah didn't finish her sentence.

"I understand," Whitney said. "What if Angelina was out of the picture? What if she was well out of the way and Nathan was available? I'm sure someone like you would have no trouble reeling him in."

"Do you honestly think so?"

"I know so," Whitney said.

"I don't know," Delilah wasn't sure if she should believe her or not.

"Look, I have what you'll need to get rid of her," Whitney said showing her the folders. "Everything about the girl's past, their activities, even their felonies. It's all in these two folders." Whitney placed them on Delilah's desk and inched them closer towards her. "You can have Nathan all to yourself and Angelina can not interfere. Will you take on the trail?"

"What if it hurts Nathan though? I couldn't live with myself if that happened."

"It won't hurt him. Read the files, Angelina has been skating on thin ice ever since they began dating. That ice is thinning, and thinning. I bet he won't even notice if she left. Who would want to be with someone has demanding and controlling as her anyway?"

"I uh," Delilah hesitated. She stared at the folders with curiosity and shame. "Well, I guess it would give me a chance to get to know him better-wouldn't it?"

Whitney smiled", of course it would."

Announcement

The next morning Angelina wonder how she was going to explain having a teenage kid and the woman who her boyfriend cheated on her with follow her around for a while. She thought about it and couldn't come up with a great explanation. She decided to just come out with the truth. She instructed the two of them to wait outside of the door until she told them to come inside.

She walked into the room. Toki and Drew were playing DDR. The others were relaxing in the hot tub. Angelina decided it was now or never. She sighed and walked towards them.

"Oh, hey Angie," Pickles said.

"I have something to tell you all, and I'm sure you'll think I'm insane," Angelina said.

"We think that now," Bianca muttered.

"No, I mean you will truly think I lost it," Angelina said.

"It can't be that bad," Amelia said.

Drew and Toki paused their game curious about what Angelina had to tell them.

Angelina inhaled deeply", All right, last night I found some people and decided to try and help them. I really don't why, but I did. So, now I'm keeping an eye on them until they prove that they won't betray us or anything."

"That doesn't sound that bad," Vanessa said.

"Yea, well I'm getting to that part," Angelina said. "Um, perhaps I should just have you met them. Um, okay."

Kitty and the teenage kid walked inside. Everyone just stared bewildered. They all knew who Kitty was, and knew very well what she did.

"What the hell is wrong you?" Bianca shouted.

"I told you that you'd think I lost it," Angelina muttered.

"No, this is just insane," Murderface shouted.

"Why did you decide to help her?" Nathan asked.

"I talked with her about it and well yea," Angelina said. "Just so long as it doesn't happen again, I'm fine with it."

"Come here," Bianca said.

Angelina knelt down and stared at her. Bianca slapped her.

"What are you thinking?" Bianca yelled.

"I guess I probably deserve that," Angelina said.

"Evens I haves to admits thats it is a bad idea," Toki said.

"Whos becomes friends with the persons who slept with theirs boyfriends?" Skwisgaar asked.

"I know, I know," Angelina muttered.

"Does this have anything to do with that place you went to you last month?" Vanessa asked.

"I don't think it does," Angelina said.

"Well uh," Nathan began unsure. "I guess if that's what you want to do."

"You can't be serious," Pickles said.

"Thi wills jus' leads to troubles," Skwisgaar muttered.

"Perhaps even more than trouble," Amelia said. "I generally understand you Angelina, but this is a bit extreme; especially for you."

"Before you lost it you would have killed her with your bare hands," Drew said. "No offense, but I've seen you kill for less than that before."

"I know," Angelia said. "It's probably the craziest thing I'll ever do, and you're right I shouldn't be doing it."

"Then why are you doing it?" Bianca asked.

Angelina thought about it for a second ", because she honestly apologized. "

"Fine, but if anything happens," Bianca said.

"It'll be my fault, I know," Angelina responded.

Court Order

Over the course of a week things settled down. Everyone had managed to grasp the concept of Angelina begin friends with Kitty. Kitty helped her out with Dethfashion. The teenage kid would often hang out with Toki and Drew. They'd challenge each other at video games and the like. Although everyone kept a closer watch on her, everything was going smoothly.

Angelina walked into Geneva's office. She handed her some of her drawings for a few recent outfits. Geneva looked them over carefully. Geneva glanced up at her.

"Very well done Angie," Geneva said. "I'll have the staff work on them right away."

"I'm glade you like them," Angelina said happily.

"May I ask you something?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"What did you do to make my husband mad at you?"

"You could tell that huh," Angelina said playing with her fingers.

"Yea, of course I could. You know that gives you away every time," Geneva said.

Angelina stopped playing with her fingers and stared at her. "Well, I kind of used you to get my way."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I told him that if it wasn't for me then you'd be dead. So he owed me a large favor."

"I can see why he's mad. Why would you do such a thing?"

"How else would I get Kitty and that kid free? I know I shouldn't have said it, but I did. I'll probably die over it later."

"I doubt you'll die," Geneva said.

"I nearly did last time. " Angelina let out a breath of air. She glanced at Geneva. "How far along are you?" She asked.

"I'm sorry," Geneva said.

"I can tell, you're pregnant, your stomach is growing, and it's not because you're gaining weight."

"Two months now," Geneva said.

"How long do you intend to keep I from everyone else?"

"I don't know. Charles told me what happened when you said you wanted children. I'm terrified of telling anyone about it."

"You're going to have to tell them sooner or later. Otherwise you'll have to keep the child hidden from everyone forever. I doubt that you could pull that off, or that you would want to."

"I guess your right. Will you help me tell them? You seem to be good at things like that."

"When you put it like that," Angelina said smiling.

"I'm serious. You can practically get away with murder around here."

"I suppose. All right, whenever you're ready I'll help you."

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

Angelina left and headed back to her studio. Kitty was working on an outfit for herself. She said she always wanted something personalized to wear. Geneva watched them through the cameras in her office. She wasn't sure how to treat Kitty. She just decided to follow Angelina. Charles walked into her office.

"What are you doing?"

"Just watching Angelina and Kitty," Geneva replied. She turned off the television. "Angelina says she feels guilty about what she said."

"I'm sure she does," Charles said.

"You don't have to pretend anything with me. I know better than they do," Geneva said.

"What would you have me do? Tell you that I despise her. She keeps getting her way with everything, and she hasn't been here that long. I can't touch her, or do anything to her."

Geneva smiled", I just want you to be honest with me. She doesn't always get her way, it just seems like she does. I've read the files. She's just one very lucky person that's all."

"I suppose she is. One of these days her luck is going to fade. When it does there will be no turning back."

Geneva stood up and walked around her desk. "I know you don't like her, but she isn't all that bad. She has done some good things hasn't she?"

Charles smiled and placed his arms around her. "Yes that she has."

They kissed each other romantically. Geneva's office door burst open. One of the roadies ran in carrying a large envelope.

"My lord, my lady," he said running towards them. "I have some bad news," he handed the envelope to Geneva.

Geneva opened it to read the letter. It was a court order for Angelina.

"My god," Geneva muttered.

"What is it?"

"Angelina is wanted at a court hearing," Geneva said handing Charles the letter. "They want to argue about her sanity."

"It's all over the news," the roadie said. "I just got done watching it."

"Does anyone else know?" Charles asked.

"Not that I know of," he responded.

"Let me try to figure this out," Charles said.

Charles got to work trying to resolve the situation. This time, it was impossible to get out of. Whoever set up the trail, made sure all holes were filled. Geneva tried to find any loophole available, but none existed. Angelina was going to have a trail in a couple of days to argue over her sanity.

Court Hearing

Angelina walked into the court room the morning of her trail. She was first to be notified. She decided it would be best to go through it alone; much to the disappointment to the band and the girlfriends. Kitty and the teenage kid became the number suspects. Both of them were proven innocent due to the fact that they were rarely left alone.

Angelina took her seat beside Charles and Geneva. They had hired a couple of lawyers to help, but wanted to make sure things went smoothly. Angelina was nervous but did her best to hide it. She figured that Charles and Geneva had it under control and that she wouldn't have to worry about anything.

The opposing lawyers finally arrived. Angelina swallowed glancing at them. They began discussing the case to themselves. The doors opened behind her. Angelina turned around in her chair to see Dethklok and the girls walking with them. They walked towards her.

"You honestly didn't think we'd let you go it alone?" Pickles muttered.

Angelina smiled", thanks for coming."

"Please rise for judge Weathers," a police cop announced. Everyone rose for the judge.

The judge walked inside and took her seat behind the large desk. She cleared her throat and began. "Okay, we're going to try and keep this simple and quick. No jury and no media. Are we ready to proceed?"

For the first time it actually hit her, it truly hit her. If she was on trail, then quite possibly Charles and Geneva didn't have it under control. She could end up in jail, or an institution. The trial proceeded as normally as it could have gone. That was except for the fact that Dethklok was getting bored, and possibly drunk. Lawyer Delilah brought out surprising evidence. Now came time for questioning.

Drew's twin sisters were brought in to be questioned separately. The brunette was up first. She placed her hand on the Bible and swore her truthfulness. She took her seat and waited for Delilah to question her.

"In experience," Delilah began", what is Angelina like personally?"

"She's a nice person," the brunette replied.

"Didn't she kill your sister Jenna? Remember you are under oath," Delilah said knowing what the truthful answer was.

"No, she did not."

"What about a Jimmy Asperth? What happened to him?"

"He fell," The brunette said. It was halfway true.

"He fell? Is that all, or was there more to it than that?"

She wasn't sure how to respond. She merely nodded hoping that it would be enough. Delilah moved on to the next question.

The questions continued, but Delilah didn't appear to be getting anyway. It was time to question the blonde. Charles asked her a few questions. They were mostly about how it was self defense.

"Tell me about Angelina?" Delilah asked.

"Well," The blonde began", she's nice. Um, she's a good friend."

"Okay," Delilah said. "Have you ever witnessed her committing a murder or some act of violence to another individual?"

"Um," She wasn't sure how to answer. "I haven't seen her do anything out of the ordinary," that was the closest she could get to the truth.

"Out of the ordinary, what do you consider ordinary?" Delilah said emphasizing the word ordinary.

"I dunno," she responded. "I think my life is ordinary." She was being honest. She didn't consider her life different anyone else's.

Delilah didn't really get any useful information out of them. At least she hoped she didn't. Angelina began to notice how their answers sounded murky, like they were hiding something. She only hoped it would improve. Charles did his best to fill in the blanks, but to their advantage.

"I would like to call a James Harperfield," Delilah said.

"Oh shit," Vanessa muttered under her breath ", my cousin."

"Very well," the judge said.

"About time," someone said walking inside.

Angelina turned to see two men, surrounded by at least four women. She raised an eyebrow in surprise, but turned to glance back at the judge. James walked over towards the stand, but stopped to stare at Angelina. He had one dark purple suit and had a cane with him.

"Hello my lovely angel," he said smiling at her. "What might your name be?"

"Angelina," she muttered staring at him curiously.

"Divine," he said and kissed her hand.

Angelina pulled her hand away quickly. She wasn't quite sure what to make of him. He was sworn in and took his seat. He kept his eye on Angelina.

"Do you know Angelina personally?" Delilah asked.

"No, but I would like to," he responded licking his lips.

"Okay, what is your association with a Jonas Nasayana?"

"He's my uncle, my mother's side," he responded. He kept his hands atop his cane and kept a straight posture.

"What was your general impression of him?" Delilah asked.

"A religious antic, he went way too far. Let's just say that we had different opinions," he said.

"I see. How did you feel when you heard he passed away?"

"Personally, I was happy with it. I wouldn't have to put up with his weekly phone calls telling me how I was the worst thing on this earth."

"I see. How would you feel if it was proven to be murder, by Angelina?" Delilah said using her head to point to the defendant.

"If that is so, then I'm highly grateful for it," he responded.

"Okay," Delilah muttered under her breath", weird family."

Delilah couldn't get too much from him. He did his best to answer the questions and flirt with Angelina at the same time. Charles made it clear that James didn't know enough about her to be a good witness.

Mrs. Henderson was next. Angelina was surprised that she was being called to the stand. She had only known her for a month, and hadn't spoken to her since then.

"Mrs. Henderson," Delilah began", how long have you known Angelina Von Lee?"

"For only a month," Mrs. Henderson responded.

"And what was your general impression of her?"

"Well, she is a sweet girl. She is just depressed is all," Mrs. Henderson said in full sincerity.

"Depressed? Care to explain that a bit more?"

"Well, she's been hurt that's all. She thinks she has to change but she doesn't."

"I see,' Delilah said.

Mrs. Henderson was an encouraging witness. She answered honestly; however, she didn't enough to condemn anyone.

Another surprisingly person to bring to the stand was roadie #387. Delilah didn't get anywhere until she had demanded to see the back of his neck. #387 refused, but Charles spoke in his defense. It was wrong to ask something of a witness that he or she didn't want to respond, or act, to. Angelina began to wonder what the big deal was of seeing the back of their necks. She decided to ask later.

Next came the most surprising witness of all. Angelina's sister. Adrienne Von Lee was an exact replica of Angelina, only she was younger and had her hair cut shorter. A long black streak hung in her face, nearly covering her right eye. Everyone watched her curiously. This was the first that anyone had seen someone from Angelina's family.

"How long have you known Angelina?" Delilah asked.

"Most of my life," Adrienne responded. "I haven't talked to her in a couple of years though."

"Okay," Delilah said glancing up at her. "And how would you describe Angelina as a child?"

"My sister? Well, she was the oldest, kind of gawky. Um, she used to look out for me, and help me most of the time."

"Isn't true that when you were five, and she was ten, that you two burned a house?"

"That was proven false by a jury," Adrienne responded.

"Was it now?" Delilah said. "I thought it remained undecided."

Adrienne shrugged her shoulders. "You can't prove anything," she muttered under her breath inaudibly.

Charles questioned her for a bit. Adrienne really hadn't been in touch with her sister for several years. She answered to the best of her abilities, but Angelina knew she would never tell the full story. Adrienne was too much of a firecracker, and could just as easily end up in the same situation. Afterwards Adrienne walked over towards the band and sat behind Nathan and Pickles.

"So, which one of you is dating my sister?" Adrienne asked in a low whisper.

"He is," Pickles said pointing at Nathan.

"Have you proposed to her yet?" Adrienne asked.

Nathan shrugged his shoulders. Adrienne lightly smacked his back.

"She can't wait forever," she whispered. "Oh, by the way nice to met you."

"I would like to call one last witness," Delilah announced. "Angelina Von Lee."

"Fine," the judge said.

Angelina was speechless. She wondered what they were getting at bringing her to the stand. She glanced at Charles and Geneva. Geneva shrugged her shoulders; Charles nodded.

"Um, okay," Angelina muttered and made her way to the witness stand. She was sworn in and took her seat.

"Miss Lee," Delilah began", How long have you been at Mordhaus?"

"Well," Angelina began", around," she paused trying to remember when it was that she officially moved in. "I'd say a little over a year now."

"And in that time have you or have you not witnessed several crimes and deaths in the house alone?"

"Uh," Angelina didn't know how to respond. She didn't want anyone to get in trouble, but she also couldn't lie. "Well people die everyday, it's a natural fact of life." She answered without actually answering the question at hand.

Delilah smirked slightly. "Are you aware that just about everyone who works with Dethklok has a criminal background? For instance Eric Von Wiechlinghammer, the man whose job you replaced as the designer of Dethfashion, used the skin of his dead starved models for leather in the clothes."

"What?" Angelina said stunned. She hadn't heard of this small detail until now. She didn't know she had replaced anyone. "I'm sorry; I didn't know that until now."

"Let's see," Delilah said searching through some papers that she held in her hands. "There's a Leonard Rockstein, also known as Dr. Rockzo, who was a cocaine addict and stole 1,000 pounds from a police storage facility. Then there is a Dick Knubbler, the main producer for the band who did tax-evasion, disfigured a co-workers face-"

"Why are you telling me all this?" Angelina asked interrupted Delilah.

"It just makes me wonder," Delilah began turning her glance at Angelina. "What crimes have you done in the past? I mean, everyone else has one, why not you?"

"Um," Angelina didn't know how to respond. She was a criminal, and had done some things in her past, but she didn't want to reveal in a court room. "I don't," Angelina began unsure if it was the right answer.

"Why don't you tell them the truth," a voice came from the back of the court room.

"Whitney," Kitty muttered. She stood up and pointed at her", it was you."

Whitney merely smiled and walked towards Angelina. "I know your history as well as Delilah. So you might as well come out with it."

"What are you talking about? Who are you?" Angelina asked her.

"That doesn't matter now," Whitney said. "Just tell the truth, or are you afraid?"

There was a moment of silence. Skwisgaar remembered her; he did his best to keep everyone else from knowing the truth. Adrienne stared at Whitney with malice.

"Why don't you tell us what your first job was?" Delilah said taking the questions in another direction.

"I was in the military for two years," Angelina replied.

"What did you do before that?" Delilah restated the question slightly agitated.

"I um," Angelina didn't want to tell anyone about her past.

"You're under oath," Delilah muttered.

Angelina sighed and decided that she had no choice. "I was a," she said and purposely saying the last word so no one could hear it.

"What was that?" Whitney asked.

"I was a hit man," Angelina responded sorrowfully.

The entire courtroom was stunned, that was except for Charles and Geneva. Angelina couldn't believe she was coming out with any of this. She hated Delilah and Whitney for making her do this.

"Why don't you tell us about Edward Smith?" Delilah asked.

"What more do you want to know about me? That was during my dark days. It's all in the past," Angelina was doing her best to keep from crying. "It has no importance to what's going on now."

"I think it does," Whitney muttered.

"Fine," Angelina said. "He was the man who killed my mother and kidnapped me and my sister so we wouldn't tell anyone else. We were kept in cages until he abandon us at a nearby village. When someone asked me to kill him I took it," she said keeping a straight face. Tears were beginning to run down her eyes."Are you happy now?"

"Very," Whitney muttered.

Verdict

The judge had left to think about her decision. This was private hearing, so it was up to the judge to decide Angelina's fate. Angelina was sitting in her usual seat hoping that the judge decided in her favor. Charles and Geneva didn't seem too worried.

"I know God must have spent some extra time on you," James muttered.

Angelina glanced up to see him smiling at her. She just shrugged her shoulders.

"You don't think it's true?" He said walking closer towards her. "You are truly one of the most precious angels to grace this earth."

"You do know that I'm on trail to prove that I'm not insane right?" Angelina finally snapped at him.

He grinned wider. "I like them fiery, adds more to life."

"Aren't you with one of those hoes that you came in here with?" Angelina asked. She was slightly stressed about the trail.

"For you, I'd become single in a heartbeat," he said.

"Yea right," Angelina remarked. "You'd run off with the first girl to wink at you."

"You must have dated some bad men in the past," he muttered. "Or you wouldn't be this bitter."

"Sorry, I'm just not in the mood for this right now," Angelina said.

"That's all right," James said."I'll always be here waiting for you."

"Leave her alone," Nathan grumbled at James.

"Who are you?" James asked.

"I'm her boyfriend," Nathan responded.

"I see," James said staring at Nathan. "I can see why she's so bitter."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Pickles asked.

"Can you two please shut up," Angelina snapped again. She sighed and stood up walking towards them. "Look whatever your name is," Angelina said indicating James", I'm sorry, but I'm taken. If you truly love me then you'll be able to accept that and just stop this arguing. Okay?"

James smiled and nodded. "For you precious, anything," he finished and glanced at Nathan. "You're one lucky bastard," he said and walked out of the courtroom.

"You don't have to worry," Amelia said", you'll be found innocent."

"And you know that for sure?" Angelina asked.

"Definitely," Drew said.

"So," Adrienne said. She was standing directly in front of Charles and Geneva. "You two are my sister's lawyers?"

"Yes," Geneva said. "It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you to," Adrienne said. "How exactly does she know the two of you?"

"I'm her manager," Geneva replied.

"Oh, I see. Do you think Angelina will keep from getting arrested?"

"I know so," Charles responded.

"I'm glade you're so confident. I wish I could be that way, "Adrienne responded. "See you both later," she said and walked over towards Angelina.

"Hello," Angelina said.

Adrienne smiled. "Let me see you hands."

Angelina decided not to question her, and held out her hands. Adrienne smacked her hands.

"Ouch," Angelina said. "What was that for?"

"That's for not calling me or mother," Adrienne said.

"How is mommy doing?" Angelina asked.

"I thought your mom was dead?" Bianca asked.

"Our adoptive mother," Angelina responded. "She adopted us after our birth mother died."

"Oh," Bianca said.

Adrienne grabbed Angelina's shoulders and forced her to turn around. She did it once more and nodded.

"You've changed," Adrienne said.

"You can tell that after twelve or so years of not talking or seeing each other?"

"Yes," Adrienne responded. "So, you're dating the lead singer from Dethklok?"

"Yea," Angelina responded.

Adrienne patted Angelina's shoulder and said", good job."

"All rise," a policeman announced.

Angelina quickly went back to her seat. Everyone stood as the judge walked into the courtroom. She glanced at everyone indifferent. She took her seat. Everyone else took theirs. Angelina felt like vomiting from the fear of the decision.

"I must say I've heard some interesting testimonials today. I even found out a few things that I never would have even imagined possible. I don't know how anyone group can get away with the violent crimes you commit daily. It is appalling to think about the people you get involved with this type of life," the judge said.

"She could still rule in your favor," Drew whispered to Angelina.

The judge grabbed her gavel and held the handle firmly in her hands. "I would hate to think that you would have to continue to go through living with these people in your mental state; therefore, I'm sentencing you to a year in St. Francis Mental Ward." She slammed her gavel on her desk.

Angelina was stunned. It took a few seconds to officially sink in.

"What?" She said in disbelief. "You…you can't mean that. I'm not insane." She let out a nervous chuckle. "I'm not insane."

"Guards," The judge said before walking out of the courtroom.

Angelina stood up and moved out of the way from the table. "I'm not insane; you can't do this to me."

She turned to run but was soon attacked by the cops. Nathan quickly ran towards Angelina and tried to save her, but ended up being tasered. The others tried to help but didn't make it through. The cops managed to block them off and pull Angelina away.

"Wells gets yous outs soon," Toki shouted towards Angelina.

"Oh my god," Delilah muttered to herself. "What have I done?" She didn't want to hurt Nathan. Delilah grabbed a gun from one of the cops. "You tricked me," she shouted at Whitney. She placed the gun at her temple at pulled the trigger, killing her instantly.

Whitney turned and ran out of the courtroom. She ran out of the courthouse and into her large limo. She began to laugh evilly. She didn't care if it was for the Tribunal or not. She was just amazed that she was able to pull one over the greatest manager on this earth, and single handedly ruin several lives all at once.

St. Francis Penitentiary

Angelina was immediately handcuffed and placed onto a large bus. She was one the bus alone, it drove off quickly. There were several photographers and reporters trying to get her story, and get the best shots of her on the bus. It didn't take long for the bus to make its way out of the town. Angelina kept her head resting on the window of the bus.

She knew there was no going back and no way of escaping. She was still handcuffed with her hands behind her back. Two guards with two large shot guns ready to be used, plus the bus driver. She watched as the bus pulled through large Steele gates.

Angelina was quickly moved off the bus. She was lead through a walkway surrounded by a chain linked fence. Several women who stared at her, a few screamed random things at her, from the other side of the fence. She simply ignored them and continued to walk into the large brick building.

She went through the 'welcoming process' as they called it. She was given new cloths, a haircut, and a shower. She also had to endure a strip search and a few mug shots for their records. Once it was all over she was briefed on a few rules and led to her new cell.

The guard continued to wait for her to come out of the cell. She stepped out and stared at him.

"Listen," he said", I like what you do, so I'm going to give you a little heads up." His eyes roamed the small area and finally focused on her. "There is one last part of the welcoming process done by my boss. Trust me, your not going to enjoy it. When it happens just say yes." He said and walked off.

Angelina made her way into the lobby area. She was randomly walking around trying to get the fell of the place. Another girl walked up beside her. She began walking with Angelina.

"I'm not going to hurt you," she muttered. "My name is Carol Cherryblossom."

"Why are you following me?" Angelina asked curiously.

"Well, I want you to join our group. See, in order to truly survive life here, you need to be with a group. We can help look out for you, and even protect on most occasions."

"Why are you helping me?"

"Mostly we just need more to join our group. Our friends have a tendency to die off because we don't take to following the rules too easily," Carol said.

"I see," Angelina said.

"Look, you don't know how bad it is around here," Carol said", but you will soon enough."

Why?

Dehtklok was back at Mordhaus trying to figure out what happened. No one they liked had ever been convicted of any type of crime. Charles and Geneva were in their offices trying to figure out a few things. The details of the trail itself were murky. For instance, Delilah killing herself after shouting 'you tricked me.'

"I cants believes it," Toki said.

"Whys woulds anyones wants to locks hers up?" Skwisgaar asked.

"I don't know," Bianca said shaking her head. She was sitting by the large window. Some part of her hoped that she would see her running down the walk path and come into Mordhaus.

"It was the girl," Vanessa said ", the girl who appeared at her trail."

"Whitney Camille," Amelia said glancing up from her computer. "She's actually a multibillionaire heiress."

Drew glanced at the computer screen. She knew what she had done. She saw her on the screen, but never brought it up.

"How did she get the information about Angelina?" Bianca asked. "There's no way she could just know what she did."

Amelia shook her head", I don't know."

"She got it from here," Drew finally said.

"What are you talking about?" Pickles asked.

"I saw her on one of the televisions screens," Drew paused. She glanced at the floor feeling guilty about revealing this small piece of information. "She was the one who slept with Skwisgaar."

"Are you serious?" Bianca asked.

"That explains it," Vanessa said.

"You slept with that?" Murderface asked Skwisgaar.

"Yea," Skwisgaar replied with chagrin.

"What do we do now?" Nathan asked.

"There isn't anything we can do," Charles walking into the room.

"Why not? We could," Nathan paused in thought. "We could break her out."

"We've tried going over everything," Geneva said trying to be reassuring", but there isn't any other options available."

"Can we at least visit her?" Bianca asked.

"We can do that," Charles said. "I'll make the arrangements."

Welcome to Hell

Angelina had met up with the rest of the small group that called themselves Mort Sucre meaning sweet death. Heather was the brains and the main planner of operations. She was tall, thin, and had short brown hair. Louise was cursed by an abusive family, and ended up killing them all in the end. She never spoke a word. She was slightly chubby, short and had red hair. Then Caitlin, who was the muscle meant to protect them physically. She was tall, and had more muscle tone to her build, and black hair.

They were walking down the hallway so Angelina could meet the last person of the group, Alice. Alice was considered the most dangerous inmate there. She hated all men, and was known for torture. She also had a dangerous blood lust. They kept Alice in a straight jacket and was always kept caged in her cell.

"Here she is," Carol said ", Alice, the one truly insane individual."

Angelina glanced through the bars of the cell door. Alice was in her straight jacket, leaning against the large padded wall. She had piercing cobalt blue eyes, long blonde curly hair. Angelina lifted a hand and waved at her. She turned to look back at Carol.

"That's all of us," Carol said.

"Welcome to hell," Heather said.

"You're going to be in here for a long time," Caitlin said.

"I don't think I'm going to be in here that long," Angelina responded.

"Trust us," Carol said", you are never getting out of here. They put people in here to forget about them. The nuisances and the protestors are all sent here."

"No one has ever left this place alive," Heather said. "Even if they say you're supposed to be released, the doctors will make sure you remain here."

"Get comfortable," Carol said", they are planning to finish your welcome tonight."

Angelina kept her eyes open. She had no idea what was about to come. She was placed in her cell for the night. She remained awake waiting. She didn't want to be caught by surprise. Around eleven o'clock her cell door opened. She was led out of her room and down the narrow catwalk and down the stairs. A door was opened that had the word D Wing on it. She hesitated before moving forward.

"Get going," the guard told her.

Angelina forced her feet to move forward. She heard someone scream loudly. It echoed through the hallway. She turned to try and run but was caught by the two guards. They carried her into one of the rooms and strapped her into a chair. A few seconds later the door opened and a doctor walked inside.

"Angelina Von Lee," he muttered walking towards her. "You have done some interesting things in your life."

"What is this all about?" Angelina asked.

"As you know we only want complete corporation from our patients here. Therefore, I want you to surrender yourself to me, and I want you to say that you will obey me no matter what I ask of you," he said.

"You are insane," Angelina muttered.

"Wrong answer," he said and nodded to one of the guards.

The guard slapped Angelina. The doctor smirked and glanced down at her.

"I will never let you control me," Angelina told him. "No one ever controls me."

"I'm sure you'll change your tune after a while," the doctor said. "I have plenty of handy tools available, and several hours to kill."

The day went by. Angelina had kept her stance. The doctor had gotten tired of dealing with her and sent her back to her cell. She was thrown inside. She refused to move and remain on the floor. The cold air blew past her making her shiver. All she felt was the intense pain.

"Get up," a voice said.

She recognized the deep voice from her dream. She wasn't sure if this was another dream or an illusion. She just ignored it hoping it would pass.

"Get up," the voice commanded again.

Angelina did her best to force her arms to move. She tried to push herself up, but collapsed.

"You can do it," the voice said.

She inhaled deeply, and forced herself up. She grabbed onto the bed posts for support. The pain became worse, but she managed to push it aside. She glanced up and saw the same man.

"Who are you? Why do you care what happens to me?" Angelina asked staring at him.

"You were not supposed to be sent her," he said. "None of us wanted you to be here."

"Who are us?" Angelina asked.

"That doesn't matter now," he said. "All that matters is that you live."

"Why? What does my life mean to you or them?"

"You'll see," he said before disappearing into the shadows once again.

A Visit

It took several weeks before they could arrange a visit to the asylum. They boarded the hatredcopter and were flown somewhere in the Sonoran Desert. They got out and walked into a large brick building. They were seated in a large waiting room. It contained two doors, and one large wooden table. There was a camera in the corner, but and was lit by a single light bulb. Nothing could make it feel welcoming or cozy.

Charles and Geneva snuck away to get a better idea of the place. Angelina was led through the door. She glanced up at her visitors and smiled. She ran towards Nathan and placed her arms around him.

"I'm glade you made it," she said smiling.

"What happened to you?" Vanessa asked glancing at her.

"You look terrible," Pickles added.

"That's a long story," Angelina said.

Charles and Geneva had been walking around the place. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. They stopped in front of one of the cells.

"What do you think?" Geneva asked.

Charles just shrugged his shoulders and glanced at a camera that was nearby.

"We need to get Angie out of here," Geneva said.

"There isn't anything we can do," Charles said. "We've tried."

"Not hard enough apparently," Carol said from the cell.

"Who are you?" Charles asked.

"Carol Cherryblossom," she told them. "Look, I might be able to help you. I just want you to help me get out of here."

"That could be arranged," Geneva said.

"Fine," Carol said. "Something you should know, this place isn't a true institution. They lost their creditability back in the fifties. The only reason this place has thrived is that the people sent here are the ones no one cares actually cares about. The doctors here aren't even true doctors. They pretend to be registered, but actually aren't."

"How do you know this?" Charles asked her.

"I've been here long enough to know some things," Carol said. "Listen to me, if you truly want Angelina back in one piece you'd better get her out of here soon."

"Why?" Geneva asked concerned.

"She's been making the doctors mad. See, they demand to have control over everyone who walks in through the doors. She has been refusing them. So it's only a matter of time before they give her the operation that no one ever comes back from."

Angelina told them as much as she could get away with. They were forced to leave after an hour of visitation. Angelina was locked up in a solitary confinement room, and would have to stay there for two hours.

They found out Carol had told them information that could ruin them. To keep her from doing it again, he jaw was broken. She was given a pen and some paper to write out her thoughts.

Truth

Charles had managed to get a hold of Judge Weathers. She came into Mordhaus thinking that she had been invited to a party. She was quickly bound and gagged. She was placed inside a dark room, and was seated in a chair. Charles and Geneva walked inside and stared down at her.

"What is all this?" She asked.

"Why did you do it?" Geneva asked.

"Do what?" Judge Weathers responded.

Geneva slapped her and asked", why did you send Angelina to an institution?"

"What would you have done?" She asked. "I mean you heard all the stuff she did in the past. She is insane and I don't care how much money she makes."

"Really? Sources have told us different," Charles said.

"I don't know what your sources are," the judge said angrily," but I'm telling the truth."

"Right," Geneva said. She recoiled her hand about to slap her again.

"All right, all right," Judge Weathers said. "I had to do it. That girl, Whitney said she'd kill my family if I didn't. I don't know why she hates Angelina, but she made sure that she was sent away. She convinced Delilah, the other lawyer, to argue against Angelina in the case. Believe me, it was all her plotting, not mine."

"That bitch," Geneva muttered under her breath. "What should we do?"

Charles thought about it for a second. "We need to get a hold of Whitney."

Geneva nodded. Judge Weathers was released. She ran from Mordhaus never to return. Charles and Geneva began doing some research on Whitney Camille. The hard part would be getting anywhere close to her. She had top security, and plenty of money. She also had most of the paparazzi on her side, as well as an extremely loyal fan base.

They went to their bedroom that evening. The papers were placed on the nightstand beside their bed. They were about to fall asleep when their door burst open. #387 and #632 were standing there. #387 was holding a large envelope in his hands.

"My lord, my lady," he said. "This came from the institution. It says they're going to perform an operation on Angelina."

"Oh my go," Geneva said and quickly walked over towards him. She took the papers, and began reading."It is true; they're going to kill her."

"I'm going to go get her," Charles said.

"What do you want me to do?" Geneva asked.

"Just wait here," Charles told her. "I don't want to get anyone else involved with this, especially you."

"All right," Geneva agreed. She knew it would be best just for him to go alone.

Charles kissed her goodbye and got to work. He gathered several roadies to take with him, just in case. #387 was among them.

Rescue

A dozen helicopters were flown towards the institution. They dropped several of Dethklok's roadies off in the large desert courtyard. Charles got off and walked into the large brick building, the roadies followed close behind him. They killed off the guards and a few patients who might have opposed a threat.

Charles walked through the large hallways and came to the cell wing. Some of the patients were asleep in the cells; the others were staring down at them. He walked over towards Carol cell. She handed him a piece of paper that said she had been taken to D Wing for the operation, and that her jaw had been broken.

"Thank you," Charles and made his way through the large square room.

The cells surrounded him, and the roadies. Surprisingly the cell doors were opened. The patients kept in them peeked out of their open cells. Carol ran over towards Charles and grabbed his arm. She began pulling him towards D Wing. The patients began running towards the roadies and attacking, a few just stood off to the side and watched the chaos around them. Heather, Louise, and Caitlin followed Carol and Charles to D Wing.

Carol led him into the wing. She led him down the long hallway. She knew where they usually did the operations. It's was the last room at the end of the hall. They walked inside and saw several doctors surrounding something. Carol knew it was Angelina and picked up a large pipe to knock one of them unconscious.

"I should have known you would have shown up," the main doctor said.

Caitlin cracked her knuckles and began fighting with the doctors that stood in her way. Heather and Charles walked over towards Angelina who was lying on the bed asleep.

"They must have drugged her," Heather said.

"Why must their always be something to ruin my fun?" The doctor asked.

Charles walked over towards him, and in one swift motion knocked him out. The doctor fell to the ground unconscious. The other doctors had been killed by the girls. Heather tied the main doctor up and lifted his body up from the ground. The sound of the fight was coming closer.

"I think his patients want to have a talk with him," Caitlin said.

Heather and Caitlin tossed his body outside of the room. They quickly closed the door and locked it. The patients walked over towards the good doctor's body and began to claw at him. Before long he was torn apart by them, he let out one last scream before he finally died.

Alice

Angelina finally woke up, the medicine had worn off. It took a while for her eyes to adjust. She glanced around the room and sat up. Charles, Heather, Carol, Louise, and Caitlin were there.

"About time you woke up," Caitlin said.

"What's going on?" Angelina asked.

"We've been trapped in this room for an hour," Heather said. "How are you feeling?"

"Slightly groggy," Angelina responded", otherwise I'm all right." She glanced at Charles. "I'm glade you came."

"I heard they were going to kill you, so I had to interfere," Charles said.

"Thank you," Angelina said.

"I think we can make it out of here," Heather said. "I'm sure most the fighting is probably done with by now."

"I'm willing to give it a try," Caitlin said.

Louise and Carol nodded.

"All right," Angelina said. She got off the operating bed slightly wobbly, but found her balance quickly.

Caitlin peeked out from the door, the hallway was empty. She opened the door wider and made her way through D Wing. She walked over the main doctor's body and headed to the door that would lead them closer to the exit. The others followed behind her.

Caitlin opened the door and was quickly pushed backwards by a strong force. Alice stood in the doorway. Someone had let her out of her cell and out of her straight jacket. Her wavy blonde hair was a mess, and her eyes were cold.

"Alice," Heather muttered.

"What are you doing?" Caitlin asked.

"You all betrayed me," she responded.

"Shit," Heather said. "We have to run; there might be another exit that way. Follow me," she said. She opened a door that led to another hallway.

Caitlin remained to try and take care of Alice. The others ran behind Heather hoping that it lead to the exit. Caitlin led them through the hallways quickly; they were inches from the exit now. Heather opened another door and a large axe was forced into her chest. Her body fell on the floor dead.

"Crap," Louise said.

Alice walked out from the hidden doorway. She swung her axe at Louise. Louise ducked to avoid being chopped in half. She ran forward and knocked Alice onto the ground. She began punching Alice. Alice forced her finger into Louise's eye socket and punched her off of her.

Carol pulled the axe out of Alice's hands, before she got up. She swung at her, and managed to cut her arm. Angelina grabbed a fire extinguisher off the wall. She pulled the tap out and held down to the handle bars. White smoke covered Alice, so she couldn't see.

Carol swung once again. This time she cut her leg. Alice fell onto the floor. Carol lifted the axe into the air and brought it back down. The blade cut deep into Alice's stomach. Carol lifted it up and brought it back down. She continued to do it until Alice's body was completely cut in half.

"Are you all right?" Angelina asked.

Carol nodded. They walked out of the penitentiary together. They boarded one of the large helicopters and flew off. A few remained to see if any of the roadies had survived, and bring them back to Mordhaus. Charles informed Angelina about Whitney. Angelina decided that she needed to have a talk with Whitney Camille.

The Multibillionaire Heiress

They came to the large mansion, which belonged to Whitney's father. Two of the guards that were standing watch by the front door were killed by a large axe. They made their way inside the mansion killing any of the guards that crossed their path. They finally came to the doors that lead to Whitney's office. Angelina opened the door and walked inside.

The entire office was pink and very feminine. Whitney was sitting behind her desk talking on the phone. A tiny dog barked and then hid behind a small table. Whitney hung up the phone and glanced up at Angelina and the others.

"So you escaped," Whitney said.

"Why did you do it?" Angelina asked. "Just tell me the reason."

"You want a reason," Whitney said. "There is no actual reason other than I enjoy ruining lives."

"You are bitch," Angelina shouted.

"Thank you," Whitney said.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you," Angelina said glaring at her.

"Sorry, but I can't let you do that," Whitney said standing up. "I have some things to take care of first." She walked away from her desk and towards the wall. "I'll make sure to get revenge on you later though." She placed her hand on a picture of herself, and a secret door opened up. "See you later," she said and ran through the door.

Angelina ran in after her quickly. The trap door closed behind her. Angelina was in a silver hallway that was lit by overhead lights. Angelina walked forward but paused when she began to hear a loud mechanical noise. She turned to see the wall behind her move forward. The roof was lowering in on her. Angelina ran down the hallway and ran into the door. She tried to pound on the door, but nothing happened.

She saw a small white box that had numbers on it. She began punching random buttons. None of the codes worked. She swore loudly and hit it with the palm of her hand.

"Try 02 21 1981," Charles voice said through some hidden speakers.

Angelina punched in the numbers, and the walls stopped. The door opened. Angelina crawled through and stepped into a large room. Whitney was standing there glaring at her.

"How do you keep doing that?" She asked bitterly.

"I've had lots of practice," Angelina responded.

Angelina ran forward and punched Whitney. Whitney placed a hand on the spot of impact.

"Bitch," she said. "You will pay for that."

Whitney tried to punch Angelina back, but Angelina had moved out of the way. Angelina kicked Whitney in the stomach. Whitney bent over holding her stomach; Angelina held her head between her hands and kneed her. Whitney fell onto the hard floor. Angelina sat on her back and grabbed her head. She forced it onto the ground and lifted it back up to force it back onto the ground again.

"Die, bitch, die," Angelina shouted.

Whitney grabbed a piece of glass that was on the floor and jabbed it into Angelina's arm. Angelina screamed. Whitney pushed Angelina off of her. She punched Angelina. Whitney stood up and began kicking Angelina. She didn't care where her foot hit, just as long as it hurt. Angelina grabbed her foot and forced her to lose her balance.

Both girls got up and advanced at each other. Angelina was forced into the wall behind her. Whitney tried to claw at her eyes, Angelina forced her head forward. Whitney took a few steps backwards. Angelina side kicked Whitney forcing her to fall to the ground. Angelina forced a large shelf full of boxes to collapse on her. Whitney's body lay limp under the weight of the shelf. A side door opened and Carol, Louise, and Charles walked inside.

"Did we miss anything?" Louise asked.

"Is she dead?" Charles asked.

Carol knelt down and placed two fingers on Whitney's wrist. She shook her head no. She stood back up and glanced at Angelina.

"What do you want to do with her?" Charles asked.

"Take her with us," Angelina replied.

"What do you mean?" Louise asked.

"She still needs to be punished properly for what she did. Don't you think?" Angelina asked.

Whitney was carried into the large helicopter. Carol made sure she was tied down securely as they headed back to Mordhaus. Whitney was taken down below into Mordhaus' private dungeon, or prison. Whitney's hands were and head were placed between to pieces of board that were locked together to keep her from running away.

She woke up in her cell. Angelina was sitting in a high chair; Louise and Carol were sitting on opposite sides of her.

"About time you woke up," Angelina said.

"Where am I? What's going on?" Whitney said.

"You're in a cell, just like what you did to me," Angelina said standing up. "You enjoy torture right?" She said putting on long black leather gloves.

"You can not be serious," Whitney said.

"I'm afraid so," Angelina said. "Everyone always pays."

"You can't do this to me! You can't do this! No!" Whitney screamed, but no help ever came.

End of Fear

A month later things had gone back to normal. Angelina helped Geneva announce that she was pregnant. They began planning an early wedding shower for her and Charles. Charles and Geneva managed to close down St. Francis. It was proven that they were fake institution, and were abusing their patients.

Whitney's disappearance was all over the news. No one could figure out who had kidnapped her, or even why. Angelina had finally snapped out of her depression. Angelina also got reaquinted with her sister, Adrienne. They've never been closer.

Kitty and the teenage kid had taken up residence in Mordhaus. Kitty became Angelina's fashion coordinator and consultant. The teenage kid was her assistant, but mostly just hung around. Carol got her jaw fixed by the Dethklok doctor. They managed to rewire it so she could talk and eat properly. Louise got a job working in the Mordhaus library temporarily, mostly to help keep the books in order. #387 was found at St. Francis, slightly damaged but alive. He and his wife were given paid vacation trip for their hard work.

Angelina never told Dethklok, or their girlfriends, how she escaped or what happened that night. She just said that Charles bailed her out, and that was all. She also surprised Nathan shortly after her return. She didn't want him to feel like he wasn't going to have fun with her, so she planned a threesome with Kitty, just as a one time event. Of course everyone else had to watch from the widescreen television, even Geneva and Charles.

A Special Gift

Angelina walked out into garden. She sat in large round gazebo. It was made out of ivy stone. Angelina sat on one of the large stone seats and stare out at the full moon. Nathan walked towards her and smiled.

"Angie," Nathan said.

She turned to glance at him. She was wearing the same outfit she wore the same thing that she had worn to their awards ceremony. The red corset, a long black dress, and a chain linked necklace that had a ruby heart in the center made her look stunning, particularly under the moonlight. Nathan walked towards her.

"Yes, Nat," Angelina said.

"Um," Nathan began slightly nervous. "You are the best girlfriend I've ever had, and I don't want to lose you." He bent down on knee and pulled out a small black box. He opened to reveal a large ring inside. "Will you marry me?"

Angelina smiled", yes. Yes I will." She said and placed her arms around him.

They shared a kiss. Nathan placed the ring on her finger, and continued to hold her in his strong arms.

Dear Diary,

This has been an interesting couple of months. Okay, it started with a bizarre dream. This guy wanted me to join him; he also claimed that I had some kind of talent. I doubt that, what talent could I possibly have that'd be of use to anybody?

Anyway, Charles and Geneva made it back from their honeymoon. Since Dethklok couldn't believe that Chalres and Geneva were good at sex, we decided to watch them on the make and find out! Turns out me, and the girls, were right, Yay!

I attended #387 and #632's wedding. It made me jealous and happy at the same time. I wanted to be the first married, but I suppose Nathan had a problem with commitment. It was a beautiful wedding though…

We had some interns come into Mordhaus. They came here to get a better feel for what it would be like in the music idustry. Weird idea-wasn't it? Anyway some of the interns decided to take advantage of their situation. Whitney Camille slept with Skwisgaar, can you believe it? One of them tried to seduce Murderface. He just took off and kissed Amelia-how romantic!

Now of course this is where I lost it. One of them slept with Nathan. She talked him into doing it. I discovered it by accident. I was looking for Drew so, I went into her private room. I glanced through one of her cameras, placed there for the pron DVD. I saw Nathan and Kitty together!

I completely snapped. I founda card on her desk that said it could do a natural make over in a month, and I went for it. I know that I just wanted a distraction. I needed to do something to take my mind of what had happened. Mrs. Henderson turned out to be incrediably nice. She helped me through my rough time-I'm glade she did.

A month later I went back to Mordhaus. I was thinner, and had a slightly new personality. They couldn't believe the change. They pretended to be supportive, but they hated it. I could tell they did. I just wouldn't admit to it at the time.

Now this is where it got really strange. I was wandering through random hallways in Mordhaus and came across a prison, or dungeon. I explored the place and found-who else-Kitty. The woman who slept with my Nathan! So many mixed emotions that I couldn't even describe properly. I tricked her into telling me why she did it. Turns out she was kidnapped. Whoever captured her made a deal with her. She would have to make sure me and Nathan broke up, in exchange she would be cleared of all criminal charges. Go figure that one.

Anyway, I felt bad. So, I had her and the teenage kid-who was in the cell with her-set free. I had to argue with Charles a bit. I got my way in the end. I know he's still pissed at me for it, but oh well. I just had to watch them for a few weeks to make sure they didn't talk to the press about the dungeon/prison. Explaining to everyone else was no walk in the park. They admitted that they thought I had gone off my rocker! I probably had, but there wasn't anything anyone could do.

Later, The kid became a pretty good friend with the band and the girls too-espically Toki and Drew. Kitty became a friend of mine and helped me out with Dethfashion. Bianca still hates her though. I got a court order! Charles and Geneva couldn't get me out of it. I had a talk with Geneva. I explained why her new hubby was mad at me, and discovered that she was actually pregnant! She just wants to beat me at everything!

So I went. Judge Weathers was overhearing my case. The others came to my hearing even after I told them not to. I was kind of glade that they did. Drew's twin sisters were brought in for questioning. They gave murky answers, but still not much could be proven. Then James Harperfield, 'Pimp Daddy' or Vanessa's cousin, was brought in. He mostly just flirted with me. Mrs. Henderson was also brought in for quesitoning, again not much could be found there.

Employee #387 was brought to the stand. He nearly killed himself when asked to reveal the back of his neck. I later found out that level 2 employees are branded with the Dethklok logo, or in my case the Dethfashion logo. I asked one of them later. Anyway, the next witness was my sister-Adrienne Von Lee. Can you believe it? At least she got to my fiancee, and the rest of my friends.

I was brought to the stand. I learned a bit too much information about some of the people associated with Dethklok! Nearly all of them had some violent past or were killed. When I said I disapproved hearing all of it, they turned on me. Asking me what crimes I committed in the past. I had to confess that I was a hitman in my past. I also got questioned by Whitney-for the first time I met the bitch face to face. She was cruel, she brought up my past. Edward Smith, the man who killed my birth mother and kept my sister and I in a cage!

I was the last witness. The judge went off to think about her verdict. It was a private hearing. I told James that I was taken and couldn't be with him. I also had to tell him to stop arguing with Dethklok, for my sake. I got to talk with my sister-something I hadn't done in years! The judge came out and said her verdict. I was found guilty! I was taken to St. Francis Asylum! Can you believe it?

I was handcuffed and placed on a bus and taken away. I heard Toki promise to get me out before I left. I went through the first part of the 'welcoming process'. Which involved the usual strip search and what not. I also got to met Carol Cherryblossom for the first time. She asked me to join her group Mort Sucre 'sweet death'. They were nice people, even if they were considered insane. Later that evening I went through the rest of the welcoming process. I was supposed to submit to anything that a doctor wanted-practically be a slave. I refused and was tortured for it.

I was tossed back in my cell afterward. The man, who was in my dream, appeared in my cell. He pretty much told me to get back up and not give up. Supposidly I'm needed for something, but I don't know what yet. I bet he's just some part of my imagination-something to keep me going in my times of doubt.

A few weeks later my friends, and fiancee, came to visit me. This is when Charles and Geneva met Carol and got some useful information. I told them what I had been going thorugh as best I could. They were forced to leave after an hour or so of visiting me. I was beaten for having told them what I did. Carol had her jaw broken because of the information she gave the managers. Shortly after, Charles and Geneva had a talk with Judge Weathers. She told them that Whitney had forced her to make the verdict she did.

Later the managers recieved news that I was going to be killed. The doctors were going to kill me by forcing me into an operation. I don't quite know what happened becuase I was under the gas-medicated. When I woke up, I was on an operating bed in a room with Charles, Louise, Carol, Heather, Caitlin 'mort sucre gang'. We tried to escape, but Alice, who was also part of our gang, attacked us. She thought we betrayed her becuase we were with a man. She hated men-she had been abused by them her entire life. Alice killed Heater and Catilin. Carol killed Alice, and Louise found her voice.

We left in one of the large helicopters. Charles informed of what Whitney had done. I decided it was time to have a talk with her. We broke into her mansion. We found her in her girly office. She tried to run, but I caught up with her. I was nearly killed but escaped. We had a fight, and I won. She was knocked out. I decided that I would further the revenge. We brought her back to Mordhaus for further torture by the 'Mort Sucre Gang'. She was kept in the dungeon/prison. Reports of her being missing were all over the news-but nothing has been proven yet.

Everything worked out. Kitty, the teenage kid, Carol, and Louise all got jobs in Mordhaus. #387 and #632 are on paid vacation for their support and hard work. Geneva and I told the others about her pregnancy. We're planning a wedding shower.I gave Nathan a special gift for still being with me-a threesome with Kitty. I made it quite clear that he was not to do it ever again though! Later, he proposed to me! Now I just have to plan the perfect wedding-I wonder how my family is going to feel about all of this?

Mini-Soundtrack:

Metalocalypse Theme

Murdertrain a Comin' [ By: Dethklok

Wings of a Butterfly By: H.I.M.