Life After Lies
By FadingSilverStar16
Chapter 3
Rancid
“Sweet dreams, bookworm.” With that, the door to the cell was closed and bolted shut, and I knew I would not be getting any sleep that night.
~~
I downed another cup of coffee. Hooray for two hours of sleep.
Okay, I guess two hours was decent, especially since I'd thought I wouldn't get any rest that night. The events of the Назад день were still fresh in my mind. I'd spent the entire night debating with myself over what to do about my current situation, and hadn't come up with a thing
Seeing out of the corner of my eye that the sun was just peeking up over the horizon, I glanced at the clock. 7:45 am. I sighed and brushed a stray hair from my face, looking down into my empty mug. One еще cup of coffee...just one more...
Groaning, I stretched and got up from the таблица I had sat at all night. After having another mug of Java, I walked to the уборная, туалетная комната to take a much needed shower, randomly picking up the PDA on the way. Accessing the camera, I could see that Noah was still where he should have been. All was fine...for now.
I usually get to thinking while I'm in the shower. This time was no exception.
So Noah didn't know about the so-called “financial troubles” his family must have been going through around his dad's disappearance. I know it is kinda understandable to not tell your children about stuff like that, but I know for a fact that Noah is not stupid. Lazy and a jerk, maybe, but not stupid. Maybe Wilshire had faked dying for a different reason. The head honcho would certainly be interested to hear about this, not to mention our client.
The clock sounded the hour-oh crap. I had to be at work in fifteen minutes. Keys...license...ID...PDA... It looked like everything was there. Bullets of sweat forming on my forehead, I dashed down the many flights of stairs to the parking lot and jumped into my car. From there, I sped my way to work, breaking I don't know how many laws in the process.
~~
As soon as I arrived, I was called to conference room B224. DeMiller, and to my surprise, Rhodes, were there, along with a few others that I figured where Rhodes' flunkies. After giving me a quick glance, Rhodes turned back to the computer on the table.
“Agent Umbriel,” he said, eyes fixated on the laptop screen, “we have tracked down an email address we are pretty sure belongs to my old friend.” He paused, expression suddenly turning to one of annoyance.
“However,” he continued, “we were not able to hack into whatever computer he's using to find his location. We'll be working on that. Please lead my employees down to the hostage's cell. They'll take pictures of the Wilshire brat, and Ты will Сообщить to me when finished.”
DeMiller looked directly at me and nodded.
“Whatever he says.”
“Follow me,” I told the lackeys monotonously. They all stood simultaneously, and I noticed an expensive looking видеокамера in the hand of the only female. Silently, I led the three of them to cell A113, where it looked like Noah was dozing lightly. I made a Переместить to slap him awake, but the tallest of the group put a hand on my arm, stopping me. I blinked in slight confusion, but it was obvious they knew what they were doing. I backed off.
The young brunette woman, stiff as a robot, walked to the prisoner. Gracefully, she bent down to look at him for a moment.
Out of nowhere, she raised her right fist.
Before I could even process what was going on, she'd unfurled those long, sharp, cat-like claws and struck him across the face.
Noah's eyes snapped open, head shooting up. Too shocked to even be angry, he stared at her with wide eyes, disbelieving. The woman stared back, seemingly unaffected by his expression или the drop of blood that trickled down his cheek. Her face showed not the slightest hint of emotion whatsoever. She was a professional.
Long hair falling over her shoulders, the henchwoman rose and took a few steps back. Apparently liking the expression on Noah's face, she swiftly took the camera and snapped two pictures. Just as quickly, she returned to where the other two were standing.
“We are finished here,” she сказал(-а) in soft, girlish voice. Too stunned to form a coherent response, I simply turned and let them out, making an effort not to look back at the Noah. There was something about that sight that made me queasy.
We walked back in silence I украл, палантин a glance at them as we entered the room. All three of them walked and moved as if they were one single being. It was kind of unnerving.
After returning the camera, I was instructed to sit until further notice. Throughout the entire process of Rhodes uploading the pictures to the computer and sending them, my mind was Остаться в живых in awe. That had gone amazingly fast. My eyes darted to the female minion. She sat with her hands folded on the table, one of her nails barely stained with blood. What was going on did not seem to Переместить her to perform any sort of action. The other two did the same.
After a while, studying them became less interesting and еще boring, and I turned my flat gaze to Rhodes. He and my boss were talking quietly while the businessman typed at the keyboard fervently. Although I wasn't in the mood for being nosy, my ears perked when I heard the word 'knife'.
“I swear, if this doesn't convince him I'm gonna have her...” the rest was inaudible, and I could only see Rhodes' lips moving. DeMiller сказал(-а) something back, and the conversation went on. After a while, when it looked as if they had reached some sort of agreement, the two shook hands.
The head of our little organization of assassins and kidnappers was in the middle of dismissing me when the familiar sound of a new email was heard from the computer. Mildly surprised at how quickly Noah's father had responded, the client opened it, looking as if he expected some sort of immediate surrender. Yeah, right.
I couldn't see what was on the screen, but it was pretty obvious that it wasn't good. Rhodes' face almost instantly flushed a violent red, his nails digging into the table. Letting out an angry sigh, he closed his eyes and massaged his temples.
“Agent Umbriel,” he dressed me through gritted teeth, “I want a video of Ты cutting an X into the side of the twerp's face sent to me by tomorrow evening. Are we clear?” I looked to my employer for approval. DeMiller made no objection.
“Yes, sir.” Still looking extremely unhappy, my client gave me his видеокамера and a designated email. I was then dismissed.
Moving as if in a dream, I exited headquarters and drove home, the expression on my face hiding the rancid feeling inside. It was painful and confusing. Why did I feel so bad for the guy? I couldn't really find anything too likable about him, and I should have been the last person on the face of the earth to care. I would be the one carrying out the torture, after all.
There was no reasonable explanation for the storm raging in my stomach. Why now? I'd done and received my share of torture when I was a kid, and will forever have scars to prove it. It was nowhere near the level of just outright physical torture, but pain and I were no strangers.
So why, again, did I feel like rushing to my apartment and vomiting? Was I really that nervous about this?
I nearly choked on some bile that had risen to my throat as I made the sharp turn into my apartment building parking lot. Okay, maybe I was that nervous. And a feeling in the pit of my stomach told me that it would only get worse from here.
I hastily parked my car and guzzled down some aspirin, some Tums, and a bottle of water. Then I buried my head in my hands and leaned on the steering wheel, letting the silence and loneliness of darkness consume me.
I stayed that way for a very long time.
By FadingSilverStar16
Chapter 3
Rancid
“Sweet dreams, bookworm.” With that, the door to the cell was closed and bolted shut, and I knew I would not be getting any sleep that night.
~~
I downed another cup of coffee. Hooray for two hours of sleep.
Okay, I guess two hours was decent, especially since I'd thought I wouldn't get any rest that night. The events of the Назад день were still fresh in my mind. I'd spent the entire night debating with myself over what to do about my current situation, and hadn't come up with a thing
Seeing out of the corner of my eye that the sun was just peeking up over the horizon, I glanced at the clock. 7:45 am. I sighed and brushed a stray hair from my face, looking down into my empty mug. One еще cup of coffee...just one more...
Groaning, I stretched and got up from the таблица I had sat at all night. After having another mug of Java, I walked to the уборная, туалетная комната to take a much needed shower, randomly picking up the PDA on the way. Accessing the camera, I could see that Noah was still where he should have been. All was fine...for now.
I usually get to thinking while I'm in the shower. This time was no exception.
So Noah didn't know about the so-called “financial troubles” his family must have been going through around his dad's disappearance. I know it is kinda understandable to not tell your children about stuff like that, but I know for a fact that Noah is not stupid. Lazy and a jerk, maybe, but not stupid. Maybe Wilshire had faked dying for a different reason. The head honcho would certainly be interested to hear about this, not to mention our client.
The clock sounded the hour-oh crap. I had to be at work in fifteen minutes. Keys...license...ID...PDA... It looked like everything was there. Bullets of sweat forming on my forehead, I dashed down the many flights of stairs to the parking lot and jumped into my car. From there, I sped my way to work, breaking I don't know how many laws in the process.
~~
As soon as I arrived, I was called to conference room B224. DeMiller, and to my surprise, Rhodes, were there, along with a few others that I figured where Rhodes' flunkies. After giving me a quick glance, Rhodes turned back to the computer on the table.
“Agent Umbriel,” he said, eyes fixated on the laptop screen, “we have tracked down an email address we are pretty sure belongs to my old friend.” He paused, expression suddenly turning to one of annoyance.
“However,” he continued, “we were not able to hack into whatever computer he's using to find his location. We'll be working on that. Please lead my employees down to the hostage's cell. They'll take pictures of the Wilshire brat, and Ты will Сообщить to me when finished.”
DeMiller looked directly at me and nodded.
“Whatever he says.”
“Follow me,” I told the lackeys monotonously. They all stood simultaneously, and I noticed an expensive looking видеокамера in the hand of the only female. Silently, I led the three of them to cell A113, where it looked like Noah was dozing lightly. I made a Переместить to slap him awake, but the tallest of the group put a hand on my arm, stopping me. I blinked in slight confusion, but it was obvious they knew what they were doing. I backed off.
The young brunette woman, stiff as a robot, walked to the prisoner. Gracefully, she bent down to look at him for a moment.
Out of nowhere, she raised her right fist.
Before I could even process what was going on, she'd unfurled those long, sharp, cat-like claws and struck him across the face.
Noah's eyes snapped open, head shooting up. Too shocked to even be angry, he stared at her with wide eyes, disbelieving. The woman stared back, seemingly unaffected by his expression или the drop of blood that trickled down his cheek. Her face showed not the slightest hint of emotion whatsoever. She was a professional.
Long hair falling over her shoulders, the henchwoman rose and took a few steps back. Apparently liking the expression on Noah's face, she swiftly took the camera and snapped two pictures. Just as quickly, she returned to where the other two were standing.
“We are finished here,” she сказал(-а) in soft, girlish voice. Too stunned to form a coherent response, I simply turned and let them out, making an effort not to look back at the Noah. There was something about that sight that made me queasy.
We walked back in silence I украл, палантин a glance at them as we entered the room. All three of them walked and moved as if they were one single being. It was kind of unnerving.
After returning the camera, I was instructed to sit until further notice. Throughout the entire process of Rhodes uploading the pictures to the computer and sending them, my mind was Остаться в живых in awe. That had gone amazingly fast. My eyes darted to the female minion. She sat with her hands folded on the table, one of her nails barely stained with blood. What was going on did not seem to Переместить her to perform any sort of action. The other two did the same.
After a while, studying them became less interesting and еще boring, and I turned my flat gaze to Rhodes. He and my boss were talking quietly while the businessman typed at the keyboard fervently. Although I wasn't in the mood for being nosy, my ears perked when I heard the word 'knife'.
“I swear, if this doesn't convince him I'm gonna have her...” the rest was inaudible, and I could only see Rhodes' lips moving. DeMiller сказал(-а) something back, and the conversation went on. After a while, when it looked as if they had reached some sort of agreement, the two shook hands.
The head of our little organization of assassins and kidnappers was in the middle of dismissing me when the familiar sound of a new email was heard from the computer. Mildly surprised at how quickly Noah's father had responded, the client opened it, looking as if he expected some sort of immediate surrender. Yeah, right.
I couldn't see what was on the screen, but it was pretty obvious that it wasn't good. Rhodes' face almost instantly flushed a violent red, his nails digging into the table. Letting out an angry sigh, he closed his eyes and massaged his temples.
“Agent Umbriel,” he dressed me through gritted teeth, “I want a video of Ты cutting an X into the side of the twerp's face sent to me by tomorrow evening. Are we clear?” I looked to my employer for approval. DeMiller made no objection.
“Yes, sir.” Still looking extremely unhappy, my client gave me his видеокамера and a designated email. I was then dismissed.
Moving as if in a dream, I exited headquarters and drove home, the expression on my face hiding the rancid feeling inside. It was painful and confusing. Why did I feel so bad for the guy? I couldn't really find anything too likable about him, and I should have been the last person on the face of the earth to care. I would be the one carrying out the torture, after all.
There was no reasonable explanation for the storm raging in my stomach. Why now? I'd done and received my share of torture when I was a kid, and will forever have scars to prove it. It was nowhere near the level of just outright physical torture, but pain and I were no strangers.
So why, again, did I feel like rushing to my apartment and vomiting? Was I really that nervous about this?
I nearly choked on some bile that had risen to my throat as I made the sharp turn into my apartment building parking lot. Okay, maybe I was that nervous. And a feeling in the pit of my stomach told me that it would only get worse from here.
I hastily parked my car and guzzled down some aspirin, some Tums, and a bottle of water. Then I buried my head in my hands and leaned on the steering wheel, letting the silence and loneliness of darkness consume me.
I stayed that way for a very long time.
Chris - Bradley Cooper
Chef - Djimon Hounsou
Ezikiel - сойка, джей Baruchel
Eva - Emily Blunt
Noah - Mark Indelicato
Justin - Taylor Lautner
Katie - Nikki Reed
Tyler - Ben McKenzie
Cody - Michael Cera
Beth - America Ferrera
Sadie - Nikki Blonsky
Courtney - Lacey Chabert
Harold - Rupert Grint
Trent - Elijah Wood
Bridgette - Kate Moss
Lindsay - Anna Faris
DJ - Jamie Foxx
Izzy - Alyson Hannigan
Geoff - Matthew McConaughey
Leshawna - Queen Latifah
Duncan - Joaquin Phoenix
Heather - Satomi Ishihara
Gwen - Amy Lee (she isn't an actress, but what the hell)
Owen - Owen Wilson
Chef - Djimon Hounsou
Ezikiel - сойка, джей Baruchel
Eva - Emily Blunt
Noah - Mark Indelicato
Justin - Taylor Lautner
Katie - Nikki Reed
Tyler - Ben McKenzie
Cody - Michael Cera
Beth - America Ferrera
Sadie - Nikki Blonsky
Courtney - Lacey Chabert
Harold - Rupert Grint
Trent - Elijah Wood
Bridgette - Kate Moss
Lindsay - Anna Faris
DJ - Jamie Foxx
Izzy - Alyson Hannigan
Geoff - Matthew McConaughey
Leshawna - Queen Latifah
Duncan - Joaquin Phoenix
Heather - Satomi Ishihara
Gwen - Amy Lee (she isn't an actress, but what the hell)
Owen - Owen Wilson
Part 1
Campers: *Doing something водослив, вейр with their Еда in the craft services tent*
Duncan: BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH 8D
Courtney: *typing on PDA* ._.
Justin: MAH FAAAAAAAAACE!
Chris: *comes in in a carriage thingy*
Beth: Fairy tale challenge!?
Chris: Totes!
Duncan: ._.
Courtney: *type type type*
Chris: *holds up glass boot* Lindsay, Courtney, try to fit yer feet in this here boot.
Lindsay: I need privacy!
Duncan: Your not gonna have sex with the boot, just put it on...
Courtney: HURRY UP LINDAY или I'LL SUE YOU! :B
Chris: :>
Lindsay: *takes of shoe*
Duncan: HAHA *something insulting*
Lindsay: D:
Courtney: Переместить OVER BITCHEZ >:D *tries to put in on her foot*
Duncan: Omigosh Courtney don't hurt yourself D8
Courtney: *finally gets it on* Haha showed yew!
Chris: ¬¬ Courtney. Princess.
Chef: *hits Courtney on the head with a wand*
Courtney: *cough cough* :D
Everyone: *walks outside*
End of Part 1
Campers: *Doing something водослив, вейр with their Еда in the craft services tent*
Duncan: BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH 8D
Courtney: *typing on PDA* ._.
Justin: MAH FAAAAAAAAACE!
Chris: *comes in in a carriage thingy*
Beth: Fairy tale challenge!?
Chris: Totes!
Duncan: ._.
Courtney: *type type type*
Chris: *holds up glass boot* Lindsay, Courtney, try to fit yer feet in this here boot.
Lindsay: I need privacy!
Duncan: Your not gonna have sex with the boot, just put it on...
Courtney: HURRY UP LINDAY или I'LL SUE YOU! :B
Chris: :>
Lindsay: *takes of shoe*
Duncan: HAHA *something insulting*
Lindsay: D:
Courtney: Переместить OVER BITCHEZ >:D *tries to put in on her foot*
Duncan: Omigosh Courtney don't hurt yourself D8
Courtney: *finally gets it on* Haha showed yew!
Chris: ¬¬ Courtney. Princess.
Chef: *hits Courtney on the head with a wand*
Courtney: *cough cough* :D
Everyone: *walks outside*
End of Part 1
as u know there are tdi characters but there will only 12 characters coming back that are
Gwen
Trent
Izzy
Courtney
Heather
Cody
Bridgette
Duncan
DJ
Lindsay
and Harold
the new ones are
katie crawford
ash
Chrissy
axaxe
ava
jared
summer
andrea
liza
and me alexander ( alex for chort)
host cris and chef (as ussualy)
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) : :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
Gwen
Trent
Izzy
Courtney
Heather
Cody
Bridgette
Duncan
DJ
Lindsay
and Harold
the new ones are
katie crawford
ash
Chrissy
axaxe
ava
jared
summer
andrea
liza
and me alexander ( alex for chort)
host cris and chef (as ussualy)
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) : :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
Hi im courtney from tdi/tda and me and duncan are co-hosting the show-courtney
uh hi-duncan
ok time to meet our first camper,we will be meeting them in the order they are in the picture (left to right)
Hi im vannessa-vanessa
hi im Juno im your host-Juno
hi im Keira is this where were staying ewwww-Keira
yep this is the place-Juno
UGH!!!-keira
im Ava supp-Ava
сено, сена Главная skilette-dawn
nice dawn and ava lets see who's next-Juno
hi im kaitlan-kaitlan
ok we dont wanna waste any еще time so i'll read em to ya from where we left off-Juno
Theresa,Tappy,Juno(me"the one who looks like girl duncan"),Summer, Jared, "The totaly awesome"Andrea!!!, Kylie, and Andi!!-Juno
ok lets трещина, сплит Ты into teams-courtney
The KILLER бас, бас-гитара and the SCREAMING GOFFERS-duncan
WE WILL BE RIGHT BACK-Juno
He's so annoying,can't he see?
Duncan isn't good for me
That little trouble-maker is so imature
Us? together,yeah right,I'm SO sure
Duncan has the mind of a pre-mature chimp
Everyone agrees;he's such an imp
He keeps waiting for me to say 'yes'
But I think he should take a секунда guess
He's so incredibly unkind;
Duncan tells me I need to unwind
What is with him?Take a hint!
His head must be full of lint
The name is COURTNEY
Can't he get it through his skull?
His sence of intelligence is horribly dull!
He says I like him
Maybe;I might
But Ты don't think I like him;you don't right?
Duncan isn't good for me
That little trouble-maker is so imature
Us? together,yeah right,I'm SO sure
Duncan has the mind of a pre-mature chimp
Everyone agrees;he's such an imp
He keeps waiting for me to say 'yes'
But I think he should take a секунда guess
He's so incredibly unkind;
Duncan tells me I need to unwind
What is with him?Take a hint!
His head must be full of lint
The name is COURTNEY
Can't he get it through his skull?
His sence of intelligence is horribly dull!
He says I like him
Maybe;I might
But Ты don't think I like him;you don't right?
Geoff = Jeff hardy
Duncan = HHH
Trent = HBK
Courtney = Stephanie McMahon
Izzy = Mickie james (physco version)
Owen = Big Показать (good version)
Eva = Beth Phoenix
Heather = Lita
Noah = Edge
thats what i think!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Duncan = HHH
Trent = HBK
Courtney = Stephanie McMahon
Izzy = Mickie james (physco version)
Owen = Big Показать (good version)
Eva = Beth Phoenix
Heather = Lita
Noah = Edge
thats what i think!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!