Total Drama Villains

by Mystique84

There are many evil people in this world, the goodness and light taken from them, so in sick justice they take it from others. Our last year has sent many of us away, and in this story that I, that we tell you, the masks are lifted and you will see underneath who the Villains truly are. Sequel to Total Drama Heroes.

6. The Guards

Duncan's POV

My name is Duncan Samson. I don't want to be a killer. But now I have no choice.

I thought I could go through my life without killing people, but I guess pipe dreams have to end.

I mean, I'm used to dreams crashing and burning.

I thought I would be a criminal forever, I thought my girlfriend wouldn't die, I thought I would be loved by my family no matter what shit I put them through.

But those are just all kids' dreams.

I'm now not even on the map, I'm a ninja or an agent. Whatever. But I'm still following 'the man', meaning that I'm not a criminal. But I'm good as. I still steal lives. And I guess being an agent is still pretty cool.

My parents think I'm dead.

So I can't really be loved.

And from what I found out about them, I wouldn't want to be.

My girlfriend, Courtney, is getting sicker and sicker every day. We used to be a team, Frostbite and Burn. But now it's just Burn.

And Captain Alberta.

I sighed at that, me and the dweeb had spent 3 days trying to gather everyone from Bridgette's and Geoff's circus, but we lost a whole lot of them. But it was a long trip and a lot of work trying to gather them all up. There was thankfully a shower on the truck/bus but I was still dog tired from a fire that I had accidently caused.

But what I remember the most was Bridgette.

She was dirty and burned, holding a screaming baby in her arms, she was yelling at me to get out of this job, to get Courtney and run...she doesn't know that me being here is the only thing keeping Courtney alive. Ever since they started pumping her full of drugs and cutting her, she can't do anything. She gets weaker and weaker and if I left I think she will waste away. So, I take out all the anger I can with terrifying the new guys on the job and Harold.

Mostly Harold.

I should really be concentrating right now, I'm in the middle of a chase and I'm doing an inner monologue of my life. I hate my life so much right now, instead of my sexy ass girlfriend in a tight outfit I get Harold...in a tight outfit...is there somewhere I can go to get rid of the images?

Anyway, this was just a pick up and drop off, no bruises or cuts meaning no violence of any kind. Some kids got out of their boarding school and while the older one was fine his younger brother was reacting badly, the younger one is panicking to the chase and is blowing things up everywhere, his brother drags him along...I remember having this done to me as well when I was younger. Of course I didn't have my power, but I remember the panic on my face, which is exactly the same as this kid's. But it soon changed and I was the one ahead of my brother.

Harold was of some use on this trip, he was able to find the kids fast. But after that, no use whatsoever, he was actually dragging me down. I pressed the communicator in my ear, "This is Burn on pursuit of H68385 and J207588, and we are losing the subjects as Abe is losing speed fast. Requesting back up. Now" I yelled, fucking Harold. This was a simple mission and he messed up by being so slow! It is pissing me off!

I shook my head as I ran after the kids, I turned a corner and I saw the older one helping the brother over the fence. I grinned, this was my chance. I ran faster and tackled the brother to the ground. I broke out the handcuffs and booked the kid. "Dude, what the hell?" he asked.

"Dude, you skipped out on school, and you took your fucking brother with you." I snapped.

"You don't know what happened to us-" he started, but I just pushed him harder in to the ground, he groaned but over that I heard Harold run onto the scene. His panting was loud but he would live.

"Abe, get the boy" I said, trying to hold down this kid.

"He's not here?" Harold answered back.

I quickly looked up. Shit he was right! The kid must have made it over the fence, I thought he fell next to his brother. "Stay here! Tazer him if he moves" I yelled at Harold. Jumping up I ran to the trash can and used that as leverage to get over the fence. The younger kid had grazed his knee on the ground and had taken off, I could hear him where I was standing, he wasn't far.

I ran left down another alley way before I saw a dead end. But I knew he was here, there was a heavy breathing and I could feel his heat, it would only take a second for me to find him. I wanted to burn a hole in this kid and his brother. This was supposed to be a quiet day. But oh fucking no, I was called in at 3 in the morning to find this loser kid! Jesus! I sensed a heat wave coming from the bin near the side of the alley way. Gotcha kid.

I moved silently over to this small silver trash can and waited a good second, just to give the kid hope. Then, I lifted the lid. The kid yelped and I put my hand down and picked the kid up. He was a small fry, and his scared face made me feel bad, but...but I can't let anything happen. I have to take this kid back to school. His face really got me though, he reminded me of my little cousin, he died a few years back. I miss him a lot and this kid just struck something in me, and I wish he didn't.

I tried to smile at him since it looked like he was about to cry. "Dude, it's okay. We're just going to take you back to school." He shook his head and I sighed, putting him down on the ground, but still keeping a good hold on the back of his shirt, "Look, Finn isn't it?" he nodded, "These schools aren't bad, they actually helped me out a lot." He sniffled. I got down on my knee and looked him in the eye, "Finn, you're really young and I know this is confusing, but it's good that you got to this school, and with your brother no less!" I said, giving him a playful push. "You're brother is being a major loser by taking you away."

"He said he was going to protect me." he replied quietly.

"He was wrong, there is no place safer than that school." if you totally ignore what happened when I went there. "That is the best place for you right now and your brother is just scared."

"But-" he started.

"I know that you're an orphan but the academy is like a family, these are kids like you….go back to them and try to get a life." If only I had someone had told me this, I could have avoided this whole evil company I'm with now. "Come on kid" I said, standing up, "Let's get you back to school."

OooO

I sighed as I walked down the hall from my room that I shared with Courtney, I was able to wear my casual clothes today since it was my day off, I haven't worn this old stuff for a bit, my shirt and jeans. I was able to stick in my ear piercings again, since it would just interrupt the transmissions with my headsets for work. I was starved, I only got a pop tart before I left this morning and I couldn't wait to get to the cafeteria for lunch before I went to see Courtney.

I walked in and to my surprised the devil I was talking about was sitting down in the middle of the food court like room. Today must be one of those rare days that Courtney managed to pull herself out of her bed and move around the station, she was sitting peacefully poking at a chicken salad, instead of getting food I would talk to her first in case she would get all pissy about me ignoring her. I sauntered over and plopped myself down in the seat opposite her. "Hey babe."

"Loser" she spat back at me, dropping her fork on her plate….oh so it's going to be one of those days.

"What crawled up your butt?" I asked innocently, reaching across the table to snag a piece of chicken. Being the bitch she is, she froze the entire salad, "What the fuck have I done to you today to make you like this?" I asked, dropping my hand on the frozen salad and heating it till it melted.

"What have you done?" she repeated back to me, this is when I knew that I was either going to be kicked in the nuts or frozen there. "You've been trying to find Gwen." She whispered in a loud tone.

Oh.

I knew how Courtney felt about Gwen, when she had been totally out of it last year Gwen and I hung out a bit and I got to know her, we became friends….and Courtney was jealous, ever since we saw Gwen a couple of weeks ago and I didn't attack Courtney has been super pissed. "Don't know what you are talking about." I answered.

Her eyes turned icy blue and I knew I was in deep trouble, "Don't play stupid with me." she snarled. "I found out today that you had a special team trying to find Gwen and the information mustn't reach my father."

"True, true" I said, Charles, Courtney's dad, was trying to find Gwen. He had told us that finding her was important as they hadn't had someone with her power in almost a decade. She was rare, one of those sort of powers you don't come across very often. She was my friend, and although I was meant to find her to save Courtney, I couldn't sacrifice one of my friends, and to an extent, I couldn't sacrifice her work she was doing to find Noah.

But we had been over this so many times and a guy gets sick of hearing about one of his friends who happens to be a girl, being a slut. I know Courtney is insanely jealous, as she was that kind of person.

I stood up from the table (knowing that Courtney would follow me to keep yelling), "Don't you walk away from me!" she yelled, I smirked, right on cue. I heard her footsteps after me, I kept walking. "Come back here!"

I kept walking until I reached the turn for our corridorI stopped just at the entrance, Courtney caught up and I saw what she was wearing….her dressing gown from the hospital. She never wore that ugly moss green thing, instead the second she was allowed out she put on her uniform or her casual clothes. "What are you wearing princess?' I asked with a smirk. Courtney stopped for a second, a look of fear on her face before she kept charging. I held my hand out at her, "Did you, Miss 'the medical centre is helping me', escape from her hospital bed?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.

She paused again and said too loudly "NO!" I knew she was lying.

"I think you did" I smiled.

Courtney was fuming, she knows she lost. "FINE!" she burst. "I am sick of being up there, I miss you." she whispered, her head turned to the side. I was surprised, this was one of those rare moments that Courtney actually expressed her feelings….it was strange and unusual, I had to take advantage of it.

"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" I asked her, holding my hand up to my ear. Instead she threw an icicle at me.

"Shut up you Neanderthal." She said, walking to me and grabbing my hand, pulling me back in the direction of the cafeteria "Let's just go get some food". I sighed and followed her. But stopped in my tracks.

My hand was sweating.

But that was nearly impossible being near something so cold.

So there was only one other explanation.

"Courtney….you're melting"

OooO

Once again I was sitting in that clean smelling room hospital room, that Courtney was now allowed to decorate since she used it so often. It had a few decorations such as pictures and her blanket from her old house. She was looking at me, staring at me, as though this was my fault that she had to dragged and put into an ice bucket, and humiliated as she was stripped down to her underpants and poked and prodded by doctors.

Yet I was the only one who worried, what the hell was happening? My girlfriend was starting to melt! It had been 2 hours since she melted in my hand and here we were, watching each other as she sat on her bed in a new gown, powder blue this time. "You going to explain?" I asked, looking at my knees before at her again.

She turned her head away from me, "Due to the tests, I'm getting weaker before I get stronger, the classic equation." She told me, "I was due for a booster shot so this wouldn't happen after I left the hospital this morning to look for you, but I didn't get it so this was the result."

"How can you be so calm?" I asked.

"Because it happened before." She told me, standing up promptly. "Listen, tomorrow is my last day of actual work before they put me on permanent bed rest until I'm healthy again. Just don't freak out."

My girlfriend is the best, totally sarcastic by the way. I snorted "Me? Freak out? Look who you are talking to honey."

"Look who's scared of Celine Dion music story standee" she smirked, two could play at that game.

"Look who's scared of green jelly" I said. She held her breath.

"You said you would never use that against me."

"So did you." I pointed out.

"Just go Duncan" she said, turning away, her back shown to me through the gap at the top in the hospital gown and her hair wet hair, and I saw something I've never seen before. The start of an icy blue mark.

I got up from my seat and walked over to her and removed her dress a bit and moved Courtney's hair completely away from the mark in the middle of her back, fingering the mark. It was small and in the shape of a diamond with swirling pattern around it. "What the hell is this?" I asked.

I heard Courtney suck a breath in and jump away from my hands, pulling her gown back over the mark and moving her hair to cover the top. "It's nothing" she said in a panic, turning back around. "It's nothing at all, just something the doctors drew on me."

"No way" I said, holding her. "Courtney, what is that?"

"It's her mark." Someone said behind us. We both turned and saw that Harold was behind us with a lily in hand.

"How do you know that?" Courtney asked.

"Yeah, how do you know that?" I asked. Pushing me out of the way and frowning at me, Courtney took the lily he held out for her.

Harold gave it too her and followed her as she put it on her table, hands in his pocket "Legend says that the elementals have all got a mark on them at some point on their body, it's small and it's almost like a tattoo or birth mark. It will start out small and neutral and until the person in question has reached maturity, it will not appear fully."

He turned Courtney around and looked at the mark, "I've never seen anything like that before." I told him.

"But have you ever looked at her back? Or her neck. And I'm pretty sure that her clothing and her hair has covered the mark so that no one else can see it either" he asked. She nodded her head. "That's why, it's just coming through now, it's more prominent than ever."

"Question, great dorko?" I asked Harold. "Why have we never seen this mark before, I must of seen her naked a load-"

"DUNCAN!" Courtney screeched.

"what? He knows!"

Courtney bit her lip, "I've been covering it up. Make up, bandages, anything to hid it from you." Then Courtney stopped and looked at me with accusing eyes. "but you doesn't have one".

I shrugged at her, truth time "Yeah, you know that mark on my shoulder blade, not a tattoo." She gasped at me. It's true, the curling black fire inferno on my right shoulder blade was in fact a birth mark, it started out as skin color but as I got older it started to get darker. The only person who has seen it was Courtney and a few doctors.

But I do have a tattoo somewhere else.

Harold nodded his head. "It's a rare thing to have these marks, mostly mistaken for tattoo but don't be fooled. And since there are two of you and you both have the marks, odds are your kids could have these sort of marks."

"Whoa" Courtney said, turning to him, "Me and him having kids is like the last thing on my mind at the moment."

Harold shrugged and walked back out of the room, "Just saying, better get some sleep, missions tomorrow."

I followed suit, since Courtney looked ready to pass out, "Remember Princess, a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down.'

"Yeah, unless you're a diabetic" she responded as I shut the door. Is this my girlfriend, I think it is.

OooO

I woke up late the next morning since I don't know how to set the damn alarm clock, so basically I charged down the hall getting changed along the way. Skidding down the last hallway I saw Courtney in casual clothing and Harold and Charles talking to her, I ducked behind the wall and heard the last of the conversation, "Deal?" Charles asked Courtney.

"This argument feels very one sided" she responded.

"DEAL?" Charles asked again.

"Yes father."

"Good, get to work." He said, walking away, I jumped out from behind the wall and tied up my glove, "Morning"

"Morning sir" I responded. I walked up to Courtney who looked frustrated as she sat down at Harold's desk which she would use today, I wonder what this deal was? "What happened?" I asked her.

"Nothing" she retorted.

"Fine" I told her in a carless way, knowing she hates it when I do that.

She growled before Harold finally turned on the computer as she didn't know his password and she didn't have an account for just her short time doing this type of work, the screen faded into color and on the screen saver was Leshawna and her file pictures. We both looked at him while Harold frantically tried to open up the mission file. "Dude?" I asked.

"Shut up" he said, Courtney knocked his hand out of the way and took over, finding the right file and camera images of the girl. She pressed print and started to tell us the quick facts while she tried to get the image of the person up on the holoscreen. Up came an extremely tall girl with darker skin then Courtney and long purple hair tied back, around her she had hundreds of pictures. I have never seen this many about one person, "How many camera's do you have?" I asked.

"Yeah, what did you do? Buy out Google earth?"" Courtney asked, moving Harold's hand out of the way to flick through about a million pictures, each of them showing this girl running, hiding, camping and trying to steal internet,

"No, and shut up." Harold retorted.

Courtney turned to us and read of the screen "Sierra Mehra, age 16. She is attracted to people's powers, physically, like a magnet. She is extremely important to find but she is also the most difficult. She can cancel out powers when people get to a certain range." Courtney turned to us, "Go to the heavy duty helicopter and I will tell you more information on the way."

"Good, let's go" Harold said, we were off. Putting our ear pieces in on the way.

"Sierra has escaped from her academy near Winnipeg, just overlooking Oak Lake, we have tracked her down to her travelling along the river, trying to catch a ride. Your task is to bring her back here."

Why back here, I thought to myself as we found the helicopter. Hoping in we got ready for a long trip. "Frostbite, why are we travelling to Canada? Why isn't their embassy taking care of this."

"They want her, but she is powerful. We want her before the Canadian embassy."

"It'll take us a good couple of hours to get there." Harold told us. "Where is she right now?"

"She just reached Brandon. You're in for a long flight so just stay awake and remember that this girl in important. Kill her and my father kills you."

I rolled my eyes, "Well thank you for believing me." I heard Courtney sigh before I flipped off the ear pieces so I could just hear Harold, knowing that this was the point that she was going to do something else, perhaps work on other cases or play internet poker.

Harold turned off his end of the mike

It's going to be a long flight.

OooO

"We are nearing the location" Harold heard him say while he flipped switches. I snorted awake and blinked rapidly. I rubbed my eyes of sleep and looked at Harold.

"Dude, how long have we been flying?" I asked with a yawn.

"Couple hours" Harold said, giving a yawn as well. "You're driving on the way back by the way"

"Fine, whatever." I answered back.

"Is he awake yet?" I heard Courtney ask.

"Yes he is" Harold answered. Flipping a red switch so that we could see a few select images on a lowered down screen, we saw the current location of this girl, her ID number and an updated picture of her. She was now sleeping in the back of an abandoned pickup truck on the outskirts of a building lot, shivering under a huge blanket. On the screen it said that we about 10 minutes from her location.

"The game plan, as I told Harold when I thought you were awake….(insert roll of eyes from Princess) but she's tired from hours of walking and has just fallen asleep a half hour ago. Duncan, since, you are the strongest you must go in first, Harold will be there as back up. The plan is for you to fly down and land a safe 100 meters from her, knock her out, then take her back to the chopper then fly your butt back here."

"Wow, exciting" I said, rolling my eyes.

"Stick to the plan and you will be home banging that fine girl in no time." Harold mumbled to himself. But being next to him I heard it too well. And I punched him in the arm, making him swerve the helicopter. "Nice going! Gosh!"

I covered the helicopter mike with my hand before leaning over and whispering "Say that sort of thing again and I'll drop you over the Atlantic and tell your mom what you said." I knew that the wimp was totally scared of his mom, like I would ever snitch on him. Lame. I took my hand off the mike and looked over the side of my chair to the ground below. I was on the opposite side of the building lot, "Okay, dropping out now" I said, taking off the helmet, picking up my portable ear piece and mike, and jumping out the helicopter.

As I free fell through the air, I stuck in my ear piece and put the mike over my mouth then I turned on my flame, because fire is light and free I can turn on my fire ability and can make my body sort of move around. And every time I fly now, I say something to annoy the others, "I believe I can fly!" I yelled.

"Yes yes we know" I heard Courtney say "we all know you're a massive douche"

"Thanks babe, always what I want to hear from my special gal" i flew down a couple more feet before hiding behind a few logs. I saw that this was going to be maybe a new shopping mall or something. I don't know and I don't care. All that mattered was getting this new girl back to base. I turned on my mike again, "I'm at the site and I'm going to try and snatch the girl. Alberta, be ready for back up and stay silent up there or move away." I then started to run as quiet as I could across the grave yard of wood and dirt.

It was silent with nothing going past except the river far away and the distant sound of the chopper above.

Then I stumbled and fell.

I spat out dirt from my mouth and got back up and started running again. And started thinking, haven't stumbled on a mission since the early training days, back when I was still getting used to my power.

I had lost my power.

I stopped running and looked right again at the red truck which I knew the girl was sleeping in, then I looked at my hands, I tried turning on my fire but nothing happened. It was that girl, I was finally…normal again.

What could this mean to me, that I was not special? That I was just your fun of the mill 18 year old?

I guess so.

It was weird not having power, I missed it but at the same time I was thankful.

Wait! Get your head back in the game Duncan, you are on a mission.

I started to move again, if we could figure out what gave this girl this power then the nerds down in the labs could figure out how to stop this thing, these power people, from spreading. So many people have been kicked out of home and before long this thing will take over and soon the whole world could be in chaos…and that was my job.

I was nearing the truck and slowed down, running up near the front of the broken down old thing, I was silent even without my power. It was time to be careful now. I was near the back of the truck when I jumped up and held down…

A sack of concrete?

I threw the concrete back at the truck, it looked like Sierra had covered up this bag with a ratty blanket….but she was here, I had no power but it would take me a second or two to find her body heat. "Babe, there is nothing here!" I snapped at the mike, standing up in the truck and looking around.

"She tricked us!" I heard Courtney gasp. "And don't call me babe!"

I coughed into the mike "I said ABE! Sorry, wrong channel." I said trying to convince her, I tapped the mike twice trying to change to Harold's channel so I could talk directly to him. "Jesus she's a bitch today. I mumbled to myself.

"This is an open come line Burn" I heard Courtney answer in an icy tone. I face palmed myself as I heard Harold and Courtney talk to each other over the headset.

"How did she do that, we had her under constant surveillance ever since she escaped from school." Harold answered as I looked under the blanket for clues.

"Wait! There is a full minute of surveillance missing here."

I started to look all around the truck and under the left front wheel I found a picture, it was ratty and old and I had to wipe mud off it before I could see who it was. It was a picture of my-our class at school. I stopped and stared at it.

This girl….she was watching, us?

It was strange, after the episode at school and everyone left, all records like me, Courtney and Harold had been erased from the main data base. But it looked like a common picture that anyone could find if they looked deep enough and went past fire wall after password on the internet.

I heard a scramble not far off. Over the bickering on whose fault it was for losing her I went towards the noise.

There was a muffle of noise and I jumped over the planks of wood to come face to face with the girl I was looking for. "You are in so much trouble" I told her, reaching back for my hand cuffs. Suddenly the girl attacked me! Sierra leapt of the ground and round housed kicked me in the chest before running off, "We have a runner!" I yelled into the mike.

"Be right there" Harold answered back. I went running after the girl but damn, she was fast, her back pack probably full of food and things she couldn't live without and days of walking and sleeping on roads and the back of trucks, and I was actually losing to her.

"Come back!" I yelled after her.

Instead she started to yell at me in some other language, actually, in a lot of languages. Maybe she didn't understand English and I scared her. I jumped over a hole in the ground as the girl started to climb the building. I tried to land on the beam so I could climb up to her, I gripped onto the post when I remembered what I had in my hand.

I looked at it then back at her, the names, she would understand names! "Uh, COURTNEY, GEOFF, BRIDGETTE, GWEN, DUNCAN, DJ, HAROLD, HEATHER, NOAH, IZZY, CODY!" at Cody she stopped and looked at me. And I meant she really looked at me, she crouched down on her bean and squinted at me. I held up the picture and pointed to it, "Duncan!" I pointed out again. "D-U-N-C-A-N" I said slowly.

"I can speak English, meat head." She replied. I feel smart.

"Then what's with the other languages?" I asked.

"To throw you off." She shrugged. "Anyway, are you THE Duncan Samson?" she asked. I nodded my head and squee..ed? Fear factor to small children has just been pulled down by a hundred points. "I can't believe it's you! I mean, I never thought R.A.W would look for me or that it would be the one you belong to, or your team in fact? How's Courtney? Is she better? Oh and Harold!"

"Wait!" I said, stuffing the picture back into my pocket "How do you know all that stuff?"

She gave me a Cheshire grin "I have my friends." A gust of wind came over me and I saw a green being come with it, "and here's another one."

"Hey silly bean!" Izzy greeted Sierra, hugging her with a hug, I looked at them then remembered that if Izzy could use her power then so could I. I lited up my hand and grinned at the girls. "Oh silly boy!" Izzy said with a grin, waving her finger at me as Sierra hugged the backpack closer, "You know the speed of Izzy beats the speed of fire any day."

"Bye D!" Sierra waved, I gritted my teeth and threw the fire ball at Izzy…but she was already gone.

"Fuck!" I said, holding my hands up to the back of my head and looking up as I jumped off the beam and landed on the ground. I was so frustrated. This was my chance, and plenty of other's chances, to be normal again. And Izzy and taken it away with her maniac grin. "Fuck!" I muttered again.

"Duncan" Courtney muttered over the ear piece, "Duncan?"

"What?" I snapped.

"Get your butt back here now" she answered, then she sort of hung up.

The chopper hung close above my head and I saw Harold look out over the side. Sighing, I turned on my power and flew up to him, put on my helmet…then hit my head against the door a good few times as Harold took off back home. My first failed mission. And it was one of the most important I had ever been on. And no one feels for me, there was a technical difficulty and it was supposed to be my fault that a person a million times faster than a brain cell ran off with the target.

"It appears she got away" Harold told me.

"Well duh" I said, moving away from the door and sitting back down.

We sat there in silence for a bit, "She was being a bit of a bitch to you man, Courtney, I mean." Harold told me, I looked up at him and saw that he had a nervous smile. I grinned back and relaxed. Harold wasn't being what I thought he would be like if I ever messed up, he was actually being cool about it.

I laughed at him "You are so right, she's been on my back for days. She's just lucky she has a hot ass."

"Gosh yeah, I mean, I've seen some of the other people where I work and nothing could rival her. You lucky guy."

"Hey, takes practice. But she defiantly one of the easier R.A.W personal we have to deal with."

Harold laughed at that "You mean easy on the eyes-"

"You guys realise this is an open communication line?" Courtney asked. We both looked at each other then at the screen above us as it went down at it's own accord. Courtney was on screen and she looked tired and I felt a bit bad about what I said, "You both are needed for reports when you get back, long, long, long ones." Then she pointed at me "You and I are going to have a very long talk about this.".

Courtney logged off.

Harold and I flew in complete silence for a long time.

Shit I was going to be in so much trouble when I get back, a mad Courtney is always worse than a mad Courtney that can't let off steam by doing bad and dirty things to me in bed. I was so tired of this job, if a fail I get kicked in the head, if I win, I'll get more kicks in the heads by the people we are trying to help, I just can't win.

My life sucks and nothing good is happening!

I leant back in my chair and looked at the window, this was going to be a long night.

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I FINALLY FINISHED THIS CHAPTER! Yes, this was a really long and boring filler chapter, but it was needed for plot line purposes so eh! I am sorry for not updating for so long, and I would like to say worry not but this could go on for a bit, but since I'm on holidays I will make the effort to do my writing!

And btw, MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! I wish all of my fans a merry Christmas, or happy holidays for whatever you celebrate at this time of the year. It's been over a year now since I've started this series and I still have plans for more, please keep commenting as it always makes me happy and guess what! I got out my drawing pad and drew a picture for you guys, just what I imagined Bridgette to look like in season 1 of this.

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So Merry Christmas and lots of love and reviews would be a lovely present.