reminder of the clones that are here: Rex, Denal, Bud, Buddy, Coric, Jayfeather, Jesse, Hardcase, Christian, Max, Tracer, and Blaze
Me: hello everybody! Quay WILL be doing the disclaimer today.
Quay: Spottedpelt does not own Star Wars: The Clone Wars. She only owns her OCs: Bud, Buddy, Jayfeather, Christian, Max, Tracer, and Fireblaze (Blaze).
Me: Happy now?
Quay: Yes. Thank you Fan for all of your suggestions.
Me: As long as you're not being a whining baby. *pulls out duck tape and tapes Quay to the wall*
Quay: Help! She's crazy!
Me: Shut up! *duck tapes his mouth shut* I might untie him at the end of the chapter. Fan that last suggestion took it. Thanks. It's a good idea.
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Story's pov
Blaze turned his back to Rex. " You're a liar. You're going to send me back now aren't you?" He asked his eyes beginning to water.
Rex was taken aback for a mere second. He then grabbed Blaze by the shoulder, jerked him around to face him, and slapped the trooper. Blaze staggered backward from the blow. Rex's eyes blazed with fury.
" You know I would never send you back to that place. Not after what they did." Rex hissed at him. He grabbed Blaze by the shoulder and shook him. As Rex held the trooper by his shoulders, Shaquitta watched with a horrified expression. She had not expected Rex to actually hit his brother.
Rex let go of his startled brother. Denal gently caught Blaze as his knees buckled. " There was no need to be that rough with him, Rex," he said tightly. He held him gently.
" I'm sorry, Blaze. That hit a button." Rex murmered to him.
All of a sudden Blaze jerked away from Denal and pressed himself against Rex. He was trembling and his eyes were wide. He burried his head in Rex's shoulder.
"No. I won't!" He screamed. He wrapped his arms around Rex tightly. "Don't let go." He whispered.
Shaquitta knew what was happening. It was talking to him. It was threatening him. Blaze whimpered. She pulled out the digital recorder she normally kept in her purse. She was always ready to investigate. She moved to stand next to Blaze. The recorder was in her right hand which was holding it static at his shoulder. She wrapped her left arm around his shoulders loosely.
" He wants us all dead," Blaze said in a hoarse voice. His words were muffled by Rex's shoulder. " He wants something. Revenge. He knows he can't get it on his own." Blaze said. He seemed to be on the verge of tears. " Why me?" he whimpered gripping Rex's shoulder.
All of a sudden Denal yelped and jerked backwards eyes wide in shock. Moments later Rex recoiled from a cold blast of air that shot through the room.
" What the hell." Denal said walking towards the wall right from the door.
"What's wrong?" Rex asked.
" I just felt this cold blast of air and a shadow darted from this end of the wall and through the door." Denal replied.
" I felt it but didn't see anything." Rex said shaking his head.
" You're not crazy. I saw it, too." Blaze said latching onto Rex again.
Denal remained silent as Shaquitta switched off the digital recorder and slipped it back in her purse. He folded his arms over his chest lost in thought.
Rex rolled his eyes and pryed Blaze's fingers from their tight grip around his neck.
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Shaquitta's pov
I had felt what went through the room. My body also reacted to it. The hairs on my arms were standing straight up. I was ready to get out of the place, and get rid of that demon. One of the people that G.A.C. had brought was an exorcist. He could put a stop to these demonic attacks.
" Come on. Let's go. I'm hungry." I said walking past them out the door. They followed me out to the truck.
I was glad I had a crew cab. My Ford F-250 Desiel was actually my work truck, but with very little rain my buisness, J.B. Watts and Crew Bushhogging and More, had not been getting very much buisness. Since it used less gas, I had just been driving it everyday. I had other vehicles to drive, but I liked my Ford. It had a good air conditioner. I had a Nissan truck (which I hate because it's so small), a Volkswagon beetle, a very old Dodge, and a Chevelet van.
As I started the truck I noticed, again, that blue Suburban. I wanted to know who it was that was following us. I decided I needed to shake these people. I didn't want them to know where I lived.
" What say we take the long way back and get something on the way?" I asked.
" Fine with me," Rex said yawning. He stretched his arms before he put on his seatbelt. Another reason why I liked this truck. There was room to stretch. I wasn't even sure if Rex took notice of what I said because he was asleep by the time we were out of he parking lot. Blaze soon followed. Denal didn't seem to be sleepy. He gazed out the window. He ran a finger through his scalp in between his braids were becoming frizzy from new growth. It needed to be redone.
" Hey Denal, nice acting earlier." I said.
" Thanks. He really was easy to convince." He said. " The people here are very gullible."
" What do you mean? You're not from around here?" The question seemed stupid rolling off my tongue. They all look the same for God's sakes. No one can have that many babies at once. I mentally kicked myself.
" Of course not. We're clones from Kamino." He said surprised.
" Well you must be a lot more advanced than us. I mean look at us." I said. " We're still using vehicles with wheels. You must have something that floats or hovers or something."
I had quite an imagination. I always loved learning about the universe as much as I did studying the paranormal. I always did believe there was some other intelligent species out there on another planet, but no proof had ever been found: until now. This couldn't be a joke. They crashed here in some thing I had never even seen before. It was the only explaination.
" Yeah. I'm guessing you haven't mastered space travel." He said.
I laughed at that, " Somewhat. We can travel to the moon and that's about it. The other planets are too far away to travel to. Plus they can't sustain life. Too far away from the sun."
He chuckled. Rex was snoring loudly. " Does he always snore like that?" I asked.
" No." He reached over and stroked two fingers over his windpipe firmly. Rex let out a loud cough but his snores subsided into quiet breathing.
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A/N: that actually does work on me. Don't know why. so i thought it would work well here too.
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Blaze shifted so that he could rest his head against Rex's shoulder. Rex opened one eye to look at him then glanced towards Denal. Denal shrugged and Rex closed his eye again. I noticed we were still being followed by that blue Suburban. That wasn't all I noticed: I was low on fuel.
There was a gas station a couple of miles down the interstate. I pulled into the gas station but didn't get out immediately. I pulled out my emergency disguise make-up kit. I keep one in all of my vehicles and in my purse.
I put on some eyeshadow, lipstick and some blush. Then I pulled my long, flowing black hair back into a ponytail. I pulled a pair of sunglasses out of their compartment in the truck. I slid them on and slipped out of the truck with ease. The driver of the Suburban got out and went in the store.
That was when I got a quick glimps of him. He was wearing a black hoodie. That was all I could see. After making sure he had actually gone inside and the truck was being filled, I slipped around the truck and wrote down the liscence plate number. Denal watched me. Then he pointed to the door of the store. The man was coming out. I slipped behind the Suburban and swiftly moved back to the pump pretending I was waiting on my receipt.
I noticed he sat there until I climbed into my Ford. Before I took off I sent a text to the police containing the liscense plate number, description of the vehicle, our location, and my dilemma.
" Thanks for the heads-up," I said turning back onto the interstate.
" No problem." Denal said. Rex stirred next to him. " I thought you were sleep."
" I was until you said something about a heads-up." Rex said. He pushed Blaze gently off of his shoulder. " So, when do we get to eat?" He asked.
I laughed and glanced back into my rear-view mirror. " As soon as we're not being followed anymore."
" Followed by who?" He asked cocking an eyebrow.
" Still waiting on that." I said chuckling.
" Blaze get off of me!" Rex suddenly snapped. He woke up and rubbed his eyes.
" Sorry." He rolled his eyes. " It's not my fault."
Just then my phone, in my pocket, vibrated. I fished it out of my pocket and laid it on my thigh. The last thing I needed was a car wreck in this truck. At the next stop light I checked the message. The car belonged to someone by the name of,' Kenneth-Jones Moss.' The name sounded familiar. I couldn't place where I'd heard the name, though.
" I've changed my mind. I'm hungry. Don't feel like waiting anymore." I said.
" You can't ignore a hungry stomach," Rex said. " Well you could, but it wouldn't be suggested."
" True enough." I said. I could eat out everyday if I wanted to. I was, billionaire. I just never moved out of the house I lived in when I was a little girl. My mom and dad got another house built. They couldn't handle the paranormal activity in the house. Funny, it seemed to have stopped when they moved out, but when the clones got here it elevated. I think it has something to do with Blaze. He has a very strong presence. I sighed as I approached the next exit. There was a McDonalds at the exit, and a bathroom.
As soon as we had eaten, we left. I was ready for a nap after all that food. ( I had a $50 bill!) I hit Highway 80 from exit and traveled from there back to my house. As I walked through the door, I was greeted by a loud groaning. Hardcase lay on the floor holding his stomach. I knew he had did what I told him not to do.
" I told him not to, but he never listens." Coric said from where he was sitting.
I sighed and grabbed Hardcase by the ear. He yelped and tried to break my hold on his ear. I literally dragged him by his ear to the cage in the Time-out Corner.
" Now you sit there and think about your actions." I said sternly. I could here someone snickering behind me. " You want to join him?" I asked and the laughing stopped.
The cage was actually Courage's but she never used it, so it serves as time-out. It's big enough to hold 3 people.
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Ending Word
Me: Soo yeah Hardcase is in a Dog cage. I still don't know if i'm gonna untie him.
Bradie: You should so we can tape Levi Granted there instead.
Me: Great Idea Bradie. So read, comment and all that crap. Bye. see you next chapter. something about a motorcycle.
Me: hello everybody! Quay WILL be doing the disclaimer today.
Quay: Spottedpelt does not own Star Wars: The Clone Wars. She only owns her OCs: Bud, Buddy, Jayfeather, Christian, Max, Tracer, and Fireblaze (Blaze).
Me: Happy now?
Quay: Yes. Thank you Fan for all of your suggestions.
Me: As long as you're not being a whining baby. *pulls out duck tape and tapes Quay to the wall*
Quay: Help! She's crazy!
Me: Shut up! *duck tapes his mouth shut* I might untie him at the end of the chapter. Fan that last suggestion took it. Thanks. It's a good idea.
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Story's pov
Blaze turned his back to Rex. " You're a liar. You're going to send me back now aren't you?" He asked his eyes beginning to water.
Rex was taken aback for a mere second. He then grabbed Blaze by the shoulder, jerked him around to face him, and slapped the trooper. Blaze staggered backward from the blow. Rex's eyes blazed with fury.
" You know I would never send you back to that place. Not after what they did." Rex hissed at him. He grabbed Blaze by the shoulder and shook him. As Rex held the trooper by his shoulders, Shaquitta watched with a horrified expression. She had not expected Rex to actually hit his brother.
Rex let go of his startled brother. Denal gently caught Blaze as his knees buckled. " There was no need to be that rough with him, Rex," he said tightly. He held him gently.
" I'm sorry, Blaze. That hit a button." Rex murmered to him.
All of a sudden Blaze jerked away from Denal and pressed himself against Rex. He was trembling and his eyes were wide. He burried his head in Rex's shoulder.
"No. I won't!" He screamed. He wrapped his arms around Rex tightly. "Don't let go." He whispered.
Shaquitta knew what was happening. It was talking to him. It was threatening him. Blaze whimpered. She pulled out the digital recorder she normally kept in her purse. She was always ready to investigate. She moved to stand next to Blaze. The recorder was in her right hand which was holding it static at his shoulder. She wrapped her left arm around his shoulders loosely.
" He wants us all dead," Blaze said in a hoarse voice. His words were muffled by Rex's shoulder. " He wants something. Revenge. He knows he can't get it on his own." Blaze said. He seemed to be on the verge of tears. " Why me?" he whimpered gripping Rex's shoulder.
All of a sudden Denal yelped and jerked backwards eyes wide in shock. Moments later Rex recoiled from a cold blast of air that shot through the room.
" What the hell." Denal said walking towards the wall right from the door.
"What's wrong?" Rex asked.
" I just felt this cold blast of air and a shadow darted from this end of the wall and through the door." Denal replied.
" I felt it but didn't see anything." Rex said shaking his head.
" You're not crazy. I saw it, too." Blaze said latching onto Rex again.
Denal remained silent as Shaquitta switched off the digital recorder and slipped it back in her purse. He folded his arms over his chest lost in thought.
Rex rolled his eyes and pryed Blaze's fingers from their tight grip around his neck.
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Shaquitta's pov
I had felt what went through the room. My body also reacted to it. The hairs on my arms were standing straight up. I was ready to get out of the place, and get rid of that demon. One of the people that G.A.C. had brought was an exorcist. He could put a stop to these demonic attacks.
" Come on. Let's go. I'm hungry." I said walking past them out the door. They followed me out to the truck.
I was glad I had a crew cab. My Ford F-250 Desiel was actually my work truck, but with very little rain my buisness, J.B. Watts and Crew Bushhogging and More, had not been getting very much buisness. Since it used less gas, I had just been driving it everyday. I had other vehicles to drive, but I liked my Ford. It had a good air conditioner. I had a Nissan truck (which I hate because it's so small), a Volkswagon beetle, a very old Dodge, and a Chevelet van.
As I started the truck I noticed, again, that blue Suburban. I wanted to know who it was that was following us. I decided I needed to shake these people. I didn't want them to know where I lived.
" What say we take the long way back and get something on the way?" I asked.
" Fine with me," Rex said yawning. He stretched his arms before he put on his seatbelt. Another reason why I liked this truck. There was room to stretch. I wasn't even sure if Rex took notice of what I said because he was asleep by the time we were out of he parking lot. Blaze soon followed. Denal didn't seem to be sleepy. He gazed out the window. He ran a finger through his scalp in between his braids were becoming frizzy from new growth. It needed to be redone.
" Hey Denal, nice acting earlier." I said.
" Thanks. He really was easy to convince." He said. " The people here are very gullible."
" What do you mean? You're not from around here?" The question seemed stupid rolling off my tongue. They all look the same for God's sakes. No one can have that many babies at once. I mentally kicked myself.
" Of course not. We're clones from Kamino." He said surprised.
" Well you must be a lot more advanced than us. I mean look at us." I said. " We're still using vehicles with wheels. You must have something that floats or hovers or something."
I had quite an imagination. I always loved learning about the universe as much as I did studying the paranormal. I always did believe there was some other intelligent species out there on another planet, but no proof had ever been found: until now. This couldn't be a joke. They crashed here in some thing I had never even seen before. It was the only explaination.
" Yeah. I'm guessing you haven't mastered space travel." He said.
I laughed at that, " Somewhat. We can travel to the moon and that's about it. The other planets are too far away to travel to. Plus they can't sustain life. Too far away from the sun."
He chuckled. Rex was snoring loudly. " Does he always snore like that?" I asked.
" No." He reached over and stroked two fingers over his windpipe firmly. Rex let out a loud cough but his snores subsided into quiet breathing.
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A/N: that actually does work on me. Don't know why. so i thought it would work well here too.
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Blaze shifted so that he could rest his head against Rex's shoulder. Rex opened one eye to look at him then glanced towards Denal. Denal shrugged and Rex closed his eye again. I noticed we were still being followed by that blue Suburban. That wasn't all I noticed: I was low on fuel.
There was a gas station a couple of miles down the interstate. I pulled into the gas station but didn't get out immediately. I pulled out my emergency disguise make-up kit. I keep one in all of my vehicles and in my purse.
I put on some eyeshadow, lipstick and some blush. Then I pulled my long, flowing black hair back into a ponytail. I pulled a pair of sunglasses out of their compartment in the truck. I slid them on and slipped out of the truck with ease. The driver of the Suburban got out and went in the store.
That was when I got a quick glimps of him. He was wearing a black hoodie. That was all I could see. After making sure he had actually gone inside and the truck was being filled, I slipped around the truck and wrote down the liscence plate number. Denal watched me. Then he pointed to the door of the store. The man was coming out. I slipped behind the Suburban and swiftly moved back to the pump pretending I was waiting on my receipt.
I noticed he sat there until I climbed into my Ford. Before I took off I sent a text to the police containing the liscense plate number, description of the vehicle, our location, and my dilemma.
" Thanks for the heads-up," I said turning back onto the interstate.
" No problem." Denal said. Rex stirred next to him. " I thought you were sleep."
" I was until you said something about a heads-up." Rex said. He pushed Blaze gently off of his shoulder. " So, when do we get to eat?" He asked.
I laughed and glanced back into my rear-view mirror. " As soon as we're not being followed anymore."
" Followed by who?" He asked cocking an eyebrow.
" Still waiting on that." I said chuckling.
" Blaze get off of me!" Rex suddenly snapped. He woke up and rubbed his eyes.
" Sorry." He rolled his eyes. " It's not my fault."
Just then my phone, in my pocket, vibrated. I fished it out of my pocket and laid it on my thigh. The last thing I needed was a car wreck in this truck. At the next stop light I checked the message. The car belonged to someone by the name of,' Kenneth-Jones Moss.' The name sounded familiar. I couldn't place where I'd heard the name, though.
" I've changed my mind. I'm hungry. Don't feel like waiting anymore." I said.
" You can't ignore a hungry stomach," Rex said. " Well you could, but it wouldn't be suggested."
" True enough." I said. I could eat out everyday if I wanted to. I was, billionaire. I just never moved out of the house I lived in when I was a little girl. My mom and dad got another house built. They couldn't handle the paranormal activity in the house. Funny, it seemed to have stopped when they moved out, but when the clones got here it elevated. I think it has something to do with Blaze. He has a very strong presence. I sighed as I approached the next exit. There was a McDonalds at the exit, and a bathroom.
As soon as we had eaten, we left. I was ready for a nap after all that food. ( I had a $50 bill!) I hit Highway 80 from exit and traveled from there back to my house. As I walked through the door, I was greeted by a loud groaning. Hardcase lay on the floor holding his stomach. I knew he had did what I told him not to do.
" I told him not to, but he never listens." Coric said from where he was sitting.
I sighed and grabbed Hardcase by the ear. He yelped and tried to break my hold on his ear. I literally dragged him by his ear to the cage in the Time-out Corner.
" Now you sit there and think about your actions." I said sternly. I could here someone snickering behind me. " You want to join him?" I asked and the laughing stopped.
The cage was actually Courage's but she never used it, so it serves as time-out. It's big enough to hold 3 people.
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Ending Word
Me: Soo yeah Hardcase is in a Dog cage. I still don't know if i'm gonna untie him.
Bradie: You should so we can tape Levi Granted there instead.
Me: Great Idea Bradie. So read, comment and all that crap. Bye. see you next chapter. something about a motorcycle.
