The Book Of Vincent. Chapter Seventeen.

Chapter Seventeen




Cyri took her iPod and went down the list of songs until David Bowie's Cat People (Putting Out The Fire) was highlighted. She pressed play and let the music fill the air with some background noise. She walked into her bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror. She saw the plain black dress hang on her shoulders. She saw her pale face. She started to breathe in slowly. Yes, she was worried about that Halloween night. She knew that this is what she was praying for for nights on end. She want the nightmare that is Ratliff gone. But yet, something was holding her back. Taking a deep breath, she reached under her sink and grabbed a can of pepper spray, something she thought she would never have the opportunity to use.

She walked out of the bathroom and connect the iPod into a pair of ear buds while slipping on a pair of high heeled shoes. Then, she walked out of her bathroom and out the front door of her house. Mark and Heidi were aware that she was going to the schools Halloween dance with some friends. But that was all. As she closed the front door, she walked over to Vincent's house. When she got to the front porch and knocked on the front door, she heard a very distant enter. She knew that at that night she was going to be putting out the fire. But with gasoline?



Tad looked into the mirror in his bedroom, his mind racing as he loosened the tie that was surrounding his neck. His only fear was that this was going to be a major failure and that they will all end up in flames. He looked around at his house and surroundings, realizing that nothing after that, regardless if it is good or bad, will never be the same.

He could not figure out why his parent agreed to allow him to attend the Halloween dance. But he figured that it would be best not to ask questions and just go with the flow. His mind was also on Cyri. He hoped that she had yield his warning and not help Vincent with this terrible deed. He knew to damn well that the aftermath would be pure hell, and also be mentally hard on poor Cyri sense her variable in this entire equation would be the most dangerous and would be the overall factor if this would even be a success or failure. And he did not even want to start thinking about Vincent's bloody role. How they will eventually come out of this has been something that Tad has been thinking of. Let alone how they will come out sane. So, taking a deep breath, he walked out of his house and towards Vincent's home.



Vincent was in the spare bedroom of his house laying a few layers of thick plastic over the entire area. The chains that were in the corner were to be used later on. He looked up to make damn sure that Joan, Coraline, and Jadis equip the hooks that were going to be used. He then looked over to a corner and saw the leather bag that contained an assortment of knifes that he planned to use. He if went back in time and asked a younger version of himself if he ever was going to be doing anything like this ever. More than likely that younger version would say that he was crazy.

On the front wall, there was a freshly bought clock. The time said that it is 05:38. Time for him to get ready. When he went into his bedroom, flipping threw his C.D. collection, he found his favorite album – Black Sabbath: Heaven And Hell. He put in the disc and selected track 6: Die Young. As the song played, he took out his tuxedo and slipped into it. He and the entire gang desired to attend this little Halloween dance/ party dressed up as characters from a director Quentin Tarantino film. The only thing he hated was the tie piece that went with the suit. For some reason, it was always tight around his neck. But he could deal with that.

He went into his desk and pulled out a wooden box that contained an object that he could not believe his sweet luck that he found. One thing he learned about Tad: his mother is a grade A slut. When she decided to start dating a surgeon, Tad done what he usually did do and followed him to work, acting like he wanted to create a bond with him. When this surgeon had his back turned, Tad went and stole a few needles and a vial of anesthesia. When Vincent saw the deed that Tad done what he was asked, he was very grateful with him and also relief that they did not have to resort to sleeping pills. But, just in case something went wrong with the operation at hand, he put a few pills in his pocket anyway. Putting the box into his jacket pocket, he went down into the kitchen to fix himself a cup of coffee. While he was down in the kitchen, taking a sip of the rich, dark liquid, his mother entered the scene.

“Well, well, well,” Veronica said as she went up to Vincent and gave him a rather tight hug. “Look who's going out for once in his life.” she turned her head and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before fixing herself a cup of tea.

“Yeah, it does pay to have friends.” Vincent went and poured some cream and sugar into his coffee and then took a large gulp. He felt the hot liquid rushing down his throat, instantly feeling the caffeine taking over his body.

“You know that girl, Cyri, she is a little cutie.” when veronica said this, Vincent gagged and started choking on his coffee.

“Mom! She is just a very closes friend. Nothing more! It is not like we are dating each other.”

“I do not know.” Veronica said as she put her cup into the sink. They were silent until there was a soft knock on the front door. Vincent, knowing who it was, yelled 'Enter!'. After a few minutes, a Gothic dressed Cyri entered the scene. Vincent felt his heart slammed to an unexpected stop when he saw her. Veronica gave an yelping squeal of delight.

“Oh, my God!” She exclaimed as she ran up and embarrassed Cyri in her arms. Vincent saw that Cyri had a look that said that she was choking.

“Thank you Ms.-” Cyri began to say.

“Veronica.” Veronica corrected her.

“Thank you, Veronica.”

“Well, I need to go know. DO any of you need a lift?” They both (being Cyri and Vincent) said no. “Alright. Vincent, if you need anything at all, give me a call.” She ran up and gave him another quick hug. She lowered her voice so that only Vincent could hear.

“Do not do anything stupid with her.” Vincent knew what she meant by 'anything stupid'.

“Mom!” He yelled. “That was no where near my mind!” Cyri started to laugh hysterically.

“Do not worry Veronica.” She said taking out that can of pepper-spray out of her mini-purse. “If he does anything stupid, as in trying to get fresh with me, I have this with me.” Veronica gave a sigh of relief. They were all silent for a few moments.

“Well, I'm going.” Veronica turned on her heel and walked out of the house. As soon as she was out, Tad walked in.

“Hey, Veronica.” He rushed by her and headed straight into the kitchen. Veronica mumbled something under her breath and then walked out of the house. When he finally entered the kitchen, He was shocked to see that Cyri was already there. He was hoping that he would be the first one there to make damn sure that nothing would or was going to happen between them (being Vincent and Cyri.).

“So, when did you get here?” He asked them both when he saw her standing next to him.

“About five minutes before you got here.” Cyri looked around before walking to the front door. Vincent and Tad followed her.



The entire decor of the Halloween dance was fantastic on a mediocre scale to say the least. Glistening from the windows on the top of the Dance room (other wise known as the Gymnasium) was flashes of black, purple, red, and orange. How they appeared against the night sky, Vincent did not like in the least. As the party of three walked towards the school, they caught site of Jadis, Maxine, Coraline, and Joan at the ticket booth. They were dresses in the same fashion as Cyri: Wear a simple little black dress.

“Hey, girl!” Jadis said excitedly as she ran up towards them to greet them. “Oh, my God Cyri! You look so beautiful!” She then eyed her two handsome escorts for a few moments. Being the heads of the party commodity was, in all part of Vincent's plan, but it also gave them the advantage that they will soon need to make sure that the operation.

“Okay, Joan,” Vincent said quickly when they were at the ticket booth. “Is he hear yet?” Joan checked the sign in log. That log was to make sure that the school had on recorded who was there that night and if anything was to go wrong, they know who to talk to.

“Yes, Ratliff is here.” Joan said as she logged in Vincent, Cyri, and Tad's names into the log. “get us when it is time.”

“We will, thank you.” The party of three walked into the cafeteria. When they reached the entrance of the area, they saw that a sign was put up on the doors. It said:



In memory of

Fron Dunn and Neferia Hodge.



Vincent thought that it was a nice touch to put that there to remind everyone of the two valuable people who lost their lives in the past few months. It also reminded the Children Of Darkness of their ultimate goal.

“Okay guys,” Vincent stopped them at the front of the gym, looked at them both in the eye. “Remember: we are not here to have a party. We are here to finally put an end to Ratliff's terror. Cyri, you know what to do when you find him. Tad, make damn sure that you have yours eyes on Cyri at all time. When Cyri lets you know that she found him, signal me immediately. You will constantly be in my sight of vision. After that, I will take care of the transportation form there.”he looked at them both. He knew to damn well that this is going to be a long, grueling, and above all, painful and exhausting night for all of them. But, in the end, they all knew that it was going to be worth it. Right before they parted, Vincent ran and hugged both of them. Tad turn afterwords and walked into the dance floor.

When they were alone, Vincent gave Cyri the wooden box that contained the needle. She raised her head and looked at Vincent. She turned on her heel and walked into the dance floor.

“God, help us.” Vincent said as he entered the stage that will determine the fate of their destiny. All of the Children Of Darkness and Children Of Ghetto's.

Lauren Magness' Max - REVIEW

Wow. That is all I can really say. Wow. The first thing I noticed about her was the fact that she could actually produce emotion into the character, raise her voice when it is appropriate, and above all, act as if there was someone else with her. What she brings to the table from the other finalists that are trying out for Max is an entire new level. I love it! Now, I have no idea if she has ever had any acting lessons, but she is amazing. Now, what I would like to see her in more videos (possibly with other people) to see how much more she could stretch on her acting. The only real compliant I have with Miss Magness' performance would have to be with the video I Don't Want To Talk About It. When I was watching that one, I was hoping to see her shed a few tears, but for what she did do in that video, she done a damn fine job. The only other thing I would suggest is that she slowd down her speech when she gets angery. Now, I know this is hard to do, but it really does help when you are trying to speak to someone (in this case, the ghosts of the book). So, in terms of seriousness, sassy, and comedic, she hits the target completely. But, I would like to see more sides of her acting. Like, I would like to see more romantic scenes, probably some action scenes, and enteract with some people.

Here are some of her videos:

THE ANGEL EXPERIMENT PROLOUGE


BIRD OR HUMAN


FAIR IS FAIR


I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT

Relapse: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

Relapse: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany

I have tried everything.

From talking to others,
to bottling it all in.
But I still am angry.
Outraged by her.

I was doing well,
almost cured.
But then it happen.
My relapse.

What have I done wrong?
Why do I still care?
When will this end?
More than likely never.

I know I do not need her.
And yet I yearn for her.
I yearn for her friendship.
Yearn for her love.
Yearn for her.

I want this to end!
I need this to end!
But I already know what must happen.
And it looks like I am in hell.

Repo! The Genetic Opera: Movie Review.

TITLE: Repo! The Genetic Opera
STARRING: Alexa Vega, Anthony Steward Head, Paul Sorvino

RATED: R (Strong Bloody Violence and Gore, Language, Some Drug and Sexual Content)
PLOT: In the not-so-distant future, a world wide epidemic of organ failures devestates the planet. Out of the tragedy, a savior emerges: GENCO, a biotech company that offers organ transplants...for a price. Those who miss their payments are scheduled for repossession...and hunted by the REPO man!
RATING: Great Movie.
REVIEW:My first major expulsion to this movie was during a trailer for one of the many SAW DVD release. After hearing the announcer say: "And pick up Repo! The Genetic Opera.", I was just craving for more information on this film. That is when I was exposed to ZYDRATE ANATOMY, the first song form this movie I have ever heard. And, immediately, I was addicted (to the knife!). Then, for the past few weeks, all I done was learn the songs by heart and do more studding on this film. Sense my mother is not a fan of the saw films, and this film was created by LIONS GATE, the same people that made the SAW films, I was not allowed to get it on DVD, but I did watch it on demand and made a VHS copy of the film, and all I have to say is that this is a movie unlike any other.




Now, for the actors and actresses. First is Alexa Vega. When I last saw her, she was playing in the movie SPY KIDS. I did not know that she would be in a musical, so when I found out, I was pleasantly shocked. She done a good job in this movie, playing a girl that wants to be free, allowed to explore the world. In the movie, the song Infected, you can really tell in her voice that she wants to be free, but can't because of her father and the fact that she has a blood disease.



Next is Anthony Head, if you watch Buffy, then you should know who he is. His character, Nathan, is a very emotional and complex character. To Shilo, he is a doctor that is trying to cure her, but when he alone, he reviles himself to be the Repo Man. Head does a very powerful job playing both rolls (Nathan and Repo Man), for example, when he is Nathan, he is sounds and acts very depressed over his wife's death. But when he is Repo, his voice becomes dark, grudge like. He walks very heavily, and acts very ruthless. There is still some good left in Nathan, mostly when he refuses to take out Blind Mag's eyes.



Paul Sorvino is only one of two trained opera singers in this movie, he does a fantastic job. Now, you may know him from Romeo + Juliet (Played Romeo's father) and the new Zaxby's commercials. In the movie, he plays the main villain named Rotti Largo, the man that created GENco. His portrayal in this movie is very well executed. He acts the part very well, you here all of the emotion in his voice and, just, he makes a very good bad guy.



For Sarah Brightman's first movie, I am blown away. Her portrayal of Blind Mag not only enhanced the characters, but also gave a striking Oscar Winning performance. Which, by the way, that is one thing that gets me pissed off. The fact that she was not nominated for an Oscar.



Terrance Zdunich is the creator of the original stage play that inspired this movie. He is the only person from the original play to make an appearance in this movie. His character is mostly just a narrator for this movie. But he does with such a force that makes him one of the most loved players in this movie.



Bill Mosley is a new comer to the silver screen, and his temper is as destructive as Gojira's. his character is the oldest son of the GENco family, and he does act like a head male figure in this movie. But his attitude is to terrible. for example, during the song Mark It Up, a gentern accidentally runs into him and fr no apparent reason, he stabs her to death. And then again to his assistant that brought him the wrong cup of coffee.


Nivek Ogre, or as the credits call him Ogre, is the lead singer from a band named Skinny Puppy. His character, named Pavi, is one of the strangest you will ever meet. For starters, you never see his face. He is always wearing the face of a women he had killed, just for the face. He is always debated against Bill Mosley as to who is known as being the most sexy among the fans. And usually, he wins. As he says in the movie, "10 out of 9 they will say the Pavi!"


And lastly, Paris Hilton. Yes, the actress that is worse then the director Ed Wood is in this movie. And for once, her character suits her. Why? Because her Character Amber Sweet, is a spoiled brat that gets everything in the world. And she behaves the exact same way. So, in a way, she never actually acts in this movie.


Over all, this is a fantastic movie and should have won some awards for its music.

MRUBC - TAE Chapter 134 Scene Reading: Review

After viewing the video featured above, I must say that I am without a doubt not impressed. There are so many things wrong with these kids that it is purely unreal. Well, here are my issues with these kids:


1st ) Very bad voice acting. Now, I am aware that characters like that of Fang are suppose to be emotionless, but it sounds as if they are not even trying at all. But I want to also hit on Gazzy. He is far to hyperactive. Angel, I know and aware that she is suppose to be more mature in her age, but her she sounds like that girl from Orphan. That is too old!

2nd ) They do not have the presence that these characters require. When I think of Max, I feel that her presence should be that of power and might (also with worry because of her position in the flock). Here, I get the feeling of the idiotic girls I see everyday at school. Fang, I get the feeling that I am looking at a piece of cardboard talking. He needs some more feeling in his voice! Here he sounds as if he is reading from a textbook and not acting.

3rd) Gazzy can not act worth to save his life. When watching this, he can only stay on one and one emotion only: Over hyperactive. An example would be at 3:14. You mean to tell me that him saying “Um..” a few times is showing emotion? That is not it! I say: Drop Him!

4th) Iggy is suppose to be fourteen. Here he looks like he is seventeen! Now, I am aware that all the bird kids are suppose to be taller than their normal age, but he looks far too old! And he is not convincing as being blind. SO, if he is to be blind, then you are trying to tell me that sitting their like a wax sculpture with your mouth wide open is being blind? I think not!

5th) The entire voice over seen at 3:20 is just pitiful. I mean, that girl does not even try to add some emotion into her voice when she is trying to talk! Actually, now that I think about it, it sounds as if they were using the audio from the audio book to overlap that entire sequence.

6th) The overall acting is laughable at best! A scene that demonstrates my point is at 4:32. When Iggy starts talking, I tried everything not to shut off the video right there and then.

The only relatively good thing about the entire video would be Nudge. And that was mostly because of the fact that she was not in the video that much at all. If this is really what the world has to offer for the flock, then I am afraid at what this will turn out to be.

The Book Of Vincent. Chapter Sixteen.

Chapter Sixteen




“Vincent, what the hell are you thinking of?” Cyri said while looking at their leader's face and seeing his terrible grin.

“Remember when you said that you wanted to kill Ratliff?” Cyri thought for a few moments until she made a shocking revelation. And she was not the only one that came to the same conclusion.

“Dude,” Job said after he realized what Vincent meant. “We can not kill Ratliff.”

“Why not? Look at what he has done! Look at the lives he has destroyed! Do any of you truly believe that he deserves the life that he was given? Well, I say no!” Everyone in the room was thinking that he has finally gone mad.

“Yes, that is all very true. But what makes you decide who lives and who dies?” Joan asked.

“I decided when that kid in August got severely hurt by him! I decided when I head about what he does! I decided when he killed Fron! I decided that if someone kills another for no Goddamn reason, then they do not deserve to live. I know that by us killing him will make us equal to him. I am aware of that. But remember what we are doing: We are pursuing wrong doing. When you are pursuing wrong doing you will be taking a step away from God. But in his service. The wrong doing that we are pursuing is the murder of Fron and the assault on numerous people that fell under his wrath.” When Vincent looked around, he saw the almost everyone had an expression ranging from shock to discuss to worriment printed on their faces. Thinking that it would be for the best, he left the room to allow them to talk it over.

“Oh, hell no!” Maxine said after Vincent left. “There is no way that on God's Green Earth that I am going to kill anyone for whatever reason!”

“ I understand your concern Maxine,” Jack said. “But think about what Vincent had said. When you think about it, then I strongly agree to go with the plan to kill Ratliff.”

“That is lovely for you to be so strongly opinionated to kill someone. If you want your ass to burn in eternal damnation!” Maxine was starting to know get furious.

“Why don't we just call the police and report what Dumas has heard? Would the be easier?” Zat looked at Dumas.

“Because of the fact that Ratliff and the rest of those fuckers have the power to protect and cover their asses.” Coraline spoke up.

“Then why not go with the original plan of just beating them to a bloody pulp?” Tad looked around.

“Because regardless if we do anything, we will still be under the constant attack and threat of The Children Of Ghettos.” Cyri finally spoke on the matter. Everyone turned their attention towards her. “Now, I am going to agree with Vincent on this matter because I know personally how much he hurts people. I know what he is capable of. So, regardless of what any of you say or do, I am going to kill this mother fucker and bring an end to this reign of terror regardless if you like it or not.” She gave Tad an apologetic glimpse.

“So, I take it I am alone on this matter then?” Maxine looked around and got her answer. “Okay, fine. I see how it is. If that is the case, then I am leaving! I am not going to be part of a group that goes around and kills people! I am better then that. So, all I am going to say is: Fuck you all!” And with that, she got up and stormed the room. Cyri ran after her.

“Woe, woe, woe,” Vincent said when he returned. “Were is the fire at?”

“Apparently, it is Maxine.” Ronnie said. “While you were gone, we were discussing your plan of killing Ratliff. She did not like the idea and then quit the group.” Vincent's face fell into shock and disbelief.

“Shit.” he said as he ran out of the room. After taking a few wrong turns, he heard the screeching roar of Maxine and the soft, reassuring voice of Cyri.

“No Cyri. NO!” She screamed as Cyri tried to convince her to stay. “I am not going to take part in any murder regardless of what I have to do.”

“Please, oh please Maxine.” Cyri said gently. “You do not need to help in us actually murder him. We will probably need your help in another way.”

“Yeah, like what? Seduce him?” Maxine was on the edge of tears. She could not belief that some of her friends were actually going threw with this.

“No Maxine. Not that at all” Both girls literally jumped in shock when they heard Vincent's deep voice from behind them. Maxine had a look of terror. Cyri had a look of hope.

“Then what Hitler?” She screamed at him.

“First off, can you please lower your voice and listen to me?” after a few minutes of Maxine taking deep lung fulls of air, she did end up calming down. “Now, I understand your concern and the over all fact that you do not want to take a part of this operation to assassinate Ratliff. But, we will need your help. While I was gone I formed a plan that will work and for help, I will need your assistance. So, can you please go back into our meeting room and listen to what I have to say? If you like what you hear, then please stay. If you do not, then feel free to walk away.” After thinking and pacing the hallway that they were in, Maxine decided to listen to Vincent's ideas.

It took about thirty minutes (plus questions from the other members) to explain his entire plan of action. Some were disgusted by what he intends to do. Others were intrigued. And for Dumas and Zat, they were excited that their music from their band was going to take a part.

“So, Maxine, your thoughts now?” Vincent said looking up at her.

“Well, after me thinking about it, I figure why not. I mean, if you mean what you say about the plan, then I really can not complain that much at all. So, yeah, I will help take part in the murder of Ratliff.”

“Very good.” Vincent said with a tired sigh. It had been a long, hard day and he figured that it would all be best to just end the meeting their. They already learned one shocking secret, and formed an even more shocking plan of attack. Yes, it has been s shockingly good day.

Vincent breathed a huge sigh as he walked out of Dumas' house. Sense Veronica was not going to be home for a while, he ended up having to walk home. It sucked for Vincent because out of all the now remaining members of The Children Of Darkness, Dumas lived the furthest. While he was walking, he still could not believe how much of his life changed sense when he moved to Denver. It shocked him to no end. But, the moment he arrived at his neighbor hood, his mind was instantly changed.

“I can not believe you!” Tad yelled.

“Tad, I told you before,” Cyri sounded like she was about to start shedding tears. “I want him dead. Why is it that you can not accept that?”

“The part I can not accept has to do with the fact that you decided to join the side of some Hitler wannabe instead of me! I thought I was your friend and now look: you go against everything your closes friend has ever told you!”

“May I ask why do you think that you are my boyfriend? I thought you are dating Coraline?”

“That shit has nothing to do with this! It is all about who do you really trust: Me who was their for you, our some guy that comes into your life after just by chance meeting him on the internet. Well, what will it be?”

“Tad, please, stop this.” Now Cyri was crying. “You are being unfair. I trust you both equally. It is just that, I agree with Vincent more. I agree with his plan of attack. Now, I know that you and I are close. But do not have me start choosing which of my friends I would agree with more. Besides, when it comes down to it, you only helped me out with little things. You do not have any knowledge about what him and me have talked about over the internet when he was known only as Daikaiju.” Tad went and stormed off.

It started to hurt Vincent that Cyri was in tears. He did not know why, it just did. As he was about to walk to her, he was shoved against a near by wall.

“You do anything that would end up hurting her, I will fucking kill you the same way you plan to kill Ratliff. You understand me?” Tad yelled at Vincent. For sucj a small guy, he sure was strong as hell.

“Dude, what the hell is your problem?” Vincent tried to breathe. Tad released and started to run away.

“You do not understand anything at all, do you?” Then he ran away from Vincent. The only thing that was going threw Vincent's mind was what he had done that was so wrong. But he quickly had that thought leave his head as he ran towards a crying Cyri. When he got over to her, she was on the sidewalk, crying as she started walking home.

“Cyri,” No response. “Cyri, please, what is wrong?”

“I do not want to talk about it Vincent.” Cyri said between sobs. So, for a while, they just walked home together in silence. It was starting to haunt Vincent. He could strongly sense that something was deeply disturbed with Cyri, and it kept on hurting him. He knew this was stupid, but, he just could not help it. After about a few minutes, they arrived at Cyri's house.

“Thanks for walking with me.” she said in a small voice.

“Do not worry about it.” He said. “Just, remember: if you ever need someone to talk to, then just find me.” Then, Vincent went up and embraced Cyri in his arms. Cyri felt weird when he hugged her. Vincent felt that it was the right thing to do.

“I will remember. Good night.” Then, Vincent watched Cyri walk into her house before turning to walk into his.

The Book Of Vincent. Chapter Fifteen.

Chapter Fifteen




It was about a week after the funeral for Fron and most of the members of The Children of Darkness have relaxed their feelings and wanted nothing more but to move on. But if you have ever lost someone very special to you, then you know that it is not a very easy task. So, when the next meeting happened (at Dumas' house), Vincent thought that it would be best to start out with a moments of silence in honor of Fron. During this time, he remembered that Dumas had something he wanted to tell everyone.

“Okay guys,” Vincent said while taking a deep breath. “Now before the real purpose of the meeting begins, Dumas told me that he heard something that he feels is important to us. Dumas, you are up.” Dumas gulped down the rest of his Pepsi and stood up as Vincent sat down.

“Alright, as we all know, Fron died due to a heroin overdose sense he decided to experiment with the drug. Well, I am here today to tell you that that statement is pure and utter bullshit! When we were at Mellow Mushroom after Fron's funeral, I had to go and use the restroom. While I was in there, I over heard Lee and Mychael talking about Fron's death. They said that Ratliff killed him and his sister Neferia and the only reasons why Lee and Mychael knew was because they and Snoop were payed to kill them (being Fron and Neferia). Now, the reason why they were together was because, yes, Fron was about to have sex with Neferia again. But he had a reason why! The reason why was because they were in love with each other.” over the next few minutes, Dumas recited everything in more detail about what he had heard that day. As he was talking, he saw how the expressions on the other members had changed when they realized just how wrong they had been about Fron and his motives. By the time Dumas was finished, either someone was crying or had the expression of being ashamed.

“Why did he not tell us about this?” Ronnie asked, talking while he took deep breaths of air to help control his emotions that were beginning to become overwhelming.

“Because more than likely he either a) did not want Neferia to get into trouble with Ratliff. Or b) he did not want this entire bad romance to turn into Romeo and Juliet.” Dumas answered.

“But now,” Vincent said turning red with anger. He could feel that he was burning inside with violent anger. “I am pissed off! We have never done anything wrong to them or anyone for that fucking matter and that son of a bitch bastard thinks he can fucking kill Fron? Well, not any more!” he slammed his fist down onto the near by table. Almost everyone was either curious as to what will happen next or were scared out of their minds.

“You remember that list I made saying what plans of strategy we are going to use against them for them to break up?” Everyone shook their heads yes. “Well, fuck it! Tad, we are going with your idea and trust me: we shall give them hell! And yes, it will all break loose!”Everyone in the room turned and looked at each other and gave there neighbors worrying glances while Vincent produced a terrible grin. But one thing was on all their minds: things are about to get rocky.

The Book Of Vincent. Chapter Fourteen.

Chapter Fourteen.




Vincent stood in line, following the people that were going by Fron's casket to say there final good-byes. It took Vincent a long time to come to terms with the death of one of his new friends, but he figured that the good always die young. For the most part. When he went to call the other members, he realized that they all had been informed about this tragic death. They all kept their distances for a long time.

While at the funeral, he saw that the entire gang was there. They all ran to each other, crying their eyes out. Ronnie and Job kept blaming themselves, saying that they should have picked him up or at least checked up on him when he did not show up for that last meeting. While they were blaming themselves, they all went around and payed their final respects. It was hard to loose someone close, but he refused to believe that he died of a heroin overdose. He knew to damn well that he did not take any drugs what so ever.

The funeral last for what felt like forever. But after about two hours of this thing, he looked around and had a form of an idea of what he could do to help cheer everyone up a little.

“Hey, guys.” He called out to the entire gang. They were all about to leave until Vincent ran up to them. “I was thinking. Sense I have some money on me, what about all of us go somewhere and get a bite to eat?” They all thought for a few minutes, thinking that they would all rather just go home to rest and moan for the rest of the day. But thought the better of it and decided to go and eat away some of their grief.

The best way to describe Mellow Mushroom was to think about a '60's museum with a pulse. Everywhere you look in that place, you saw something related from the 1960's music. On one wall you would see a giant poster promoting The Beatles' Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band album. On another you would see something for Jimi Hendrix or Pink Floyd. The entire restaurant impounded you with the heavy odor of pizzas being cooked in the kitchen at the back.

When they walked in, they found a giant table and seated themselves. After about a few large orders of Coke, Vincent hushed everyone.

“A toast,” He said raising his glass. “to our fallen friend. He was one Goddamn Hell of a man. Rest In Peace, Fron Dunn.” Everyone touched glasses and gulped down their drinks as if they were at a bar. They all sat around that table in pure solitude. Some were silently sobbing. Some were gulping drowning drink after drink to wash away their pain. And then you had Dumas that had to use the rest room.

He got up and walked to the east restroom. As he was finishing up, he quickly hid in one of the stalls. He heard Lee and Mychael walking in.

“Nigger, listen to me.” Lee said to a shivering and obviously distraught Mychael. “So, we done something that is morally wrong. But, think about. We disobey him, what happens? We loose our money. We loose our protection. And we loose the fear little Crackers have when they see us.”

“It is not that at all Lee!” Mychael said, sounding more frantic than ever if that was even possible. “It has to do with the fact that we killed Neferia Hodge!” Dumas lost all breath in his body. 'They killed Ratliff's sister?' he thought as he stood on top of one of the toilets.

“You forgot two people, My.” Lee said taking out a cigarette. “You forgot who ordered the attack on Neferia and the one who payed us to kill that Rocky Horror wanna be: Fron Dunn.” At that moment, Dumas wanted to jump out and kill Lee and Mychael for what it is that they done to his friend. But for now, he was interested in what they had to say next.

“Please do not mention that perverts name. I am already getting nightmares of him coming into my dreams, haunting me and damning me forever for taking his life. God, I wish I never got involved in this in the first place. That is it! I am quitting tomorrow!” After Mychael said that, Lee ran up to him and slapped him extremely hard on his face. He fell down and hit the ground hard.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! Quit Ratliff?! Why the fuck would he allow you to do that? The only reason why he allowed Fron to quite was because Neferia asked for special permission to have him be released. Originally, Ratliff was going to beat the living shit out of Fron but didn't because his sister begged him not to sense she had fallen in love with him.” Mychael looked at Lee in question. “Jesus Christ, Nigger. You do not know anything about them, do you? Okay, grab a cigarette and I will tell you about the hidden love affair between Neferia Hodge and Fron Dunn.”

“It all started out when Hodge's family came back from New York. As we all know, when he was their he saw the glorious world and the money you can make off of exporting and importing drugs. When he saw the affects that appeared to be on teenager's faces here, he figured that this town of Denver would be a perfect place for him to create his drug empire. His sister agreed to help out her older brother. That was until he came up with the idea of prostitution also to make more money. Now, the reason why his sister was one of the sluts is because she was known for being horny as fuck. So, for a while she went on to screw many guys. But over time, she started to look back on herself and started to see someone whom she hated. She was disgusted with the person in the mirror.

“ For a while, she was suicidal, until Ratliff recruited Fron. Ratliff had known about Fron's sexual nature and used him to become one of the male sluts. When he saw Neferia, I remember him asking me if I thought she was cute. It was at that moment that I knew he had fallen in love with her. So, taking some time off being from being Sex King number one, he decided to help her out by taking care of her, talking to her, and for once acting like a true friend that she needed other than being a sex toy for her. And, over time, I saw her falling in love for this sex fiend.

“During his time with her, he realized that he should quiet this business for he was wasting his life with false love and wanted to be in a serious relationship. So, talking with Neferia, he was able to convince her to talk to her brother into letting Fron go for good. After numerous months of talking over with him, he agreed. But one thing that Neferia wanted to do so much was never become a whore again. So, whenever she was ordered to hook up with a guy to get money, she would hook up with her boyfriend and then they would fuck, but would blame others instead, telling Ratliff that they did not pay her for her services, which lead us all to hunting down all of those people that Ratliff had almost beaten to death like what happened back in August. So, overall, they only had sex for love. Not because they were being paid to. Hope that explains a lot.” The only thing Mychael done was burst into tears again.

“Actually, that makes me feel worse. I think I need a drink. Bad.” Mychael stomped out his cigarette and they left the restroom. All Dumas done was sit on the toilet, crying. He could not believe of what he and everyone else had called and thought about Fron. He felt like a bastard. After a few moments, he decided that he will do two things. The first thing he wanted to do was kill Ratliff. The second would be that he will talk to everyone during the next meeting about what he had heard and figured out what they will do next.

The Book Of Vincent. Chapter Thirteen

 It strongly pained Fron to do this, but he just could not help it. Next to him was the beautiful girl that made him into her regular client, and, he just had the urge to do it. They were at her house with no one home. On her bed with the door closed. His lips were pressed against hers, deeply kissing her as his hands moved up and down her sides.

“Fron,” Neferia said when she separated her lips from his. “Are you sure you want to do this again? I mean, last week we were almost caught. What if we do get caught?” From just smiled and pushed her hair back.

“Do not worry, my love.” He said while kissing her. “Nothing will happen.” and with that, he removed her shirt. She started breathing harder and harder as he moved from her lips to her neck.

“Be lucky that I do not have you pay for me.” She said as she started lifting his shirt. She was always fascinated by his mussels, loved the feel of them on her hands. Then, giving him what he wanted, she went down and undone his pants, pulling them down so he was only in his underwear. She could tell he was getting hard, and his was the only one she wanted. She went back up to kiss him, stroking his groin constantly. He started to moan. One of the things about her which made him drawn to her physically was her developed breasts. He went up and lightly pressed them together, removing her bra as they continued to kiss each other.

She looked at him as she went down to his groin. She pulled his pants down and started sucking him. All he could do was shudder and moan in pleasure. It was at that moment that he remembered why he loved sex: That feeling of pleasure that you can only get from it. To him, it was amazing.

“Well, well, well, sister. What do we have hear?” Ratliff's voice boomed across the room. Neferia screamed as she tumbled over, falling onto her back and crashed her head against the floor. Fron went and grabbed his cloths, hastily putting them on as he tried to leave.

“SNOOP!” Ratliff yelled. Snoop ran across the room to Fron, kicking him in the groin, forcing Fron to fall down in pain. Sitting on his chest, Snoop pulled out a needle, injecting it into Fron's neck. Fron's body shook as the contents of the needle rushed straight threw his system. After a few minutes, his entire body stopped moving completely. Snoop took his index and middle finger and tried to feel for a pulse. He felt nothing. Fron died instantly. Neferia saw the horror that her brother done and screamed on top of her lungs. Ratliff ran and cupped his hand over her mouth.

“So, you like being a dirty little slut?” He hissed harshly into her ear. “You like sucking guy's dicks and getting fucked nonstop?” She was shedding tears constantly, begging him not to hurt her. “Well bitch, her is the last thing you need to complete the transformation.” He jabbed her with a needle that Snoop had given him. She still screamed, but gradually decreased until she lost all control of her mussels and fell down. She was now a lifeless corpse. Ratliff successfully killed his sister. He knelt down beside her and check for a pulse. They were all silent for a few moments.

“They had it coming.” Ratliff said as he stood up. “I warned them that if they tried anymore of this shit, I was going to get them. But did they listen? No. I lost so much money because of this. And to think that I had to waste heroin on these fuckers is beyond me.”

“Dude,” Mychael said. “You killed your sister.”

“So?” Ratliff said it as if it was no big deal.

“Dude, you killed you sister! That shit is fucked up!” Mychael was starting to freak out. He never was part of a murder before. So, this was very strangely new to him.

“I take it that you were never part of a murder before, were you? Well, Mychael, welcome to the club! Sense I have been before in New York, let me explain how the rest of this shit will go down. You three put gloves on and put there cloths back on. Next things you do is rub the needles down good to smudge and to get rid of the finger prints that were left behind by us. Then put the needles into their hands and make sure that it looks like they overdosed on the drug. I will be going down stairs to call the police, telling them that I found my sister and her boyfriend dead.” Then he left and they took care of the job.

“Do you agree that this is fucked up?” Mychael asked Lee and Snoop. They both told him to shut up and get back to work. Mychael took care of Neferia, apologizing over and over again for their actions. Lee took care of Fron, his face not caring about the crime they had done. And Snoop took care of the needles, rubbing them down to smudge the finger prints. While they were doing their jobs, Ratliff was down satires.

Before he picked up the phone, he started to distraught his voice to make it sound like he was crying. When he felt the tears coming, he picked up the phone and called the police.

“9-1-1. What is your emergency?” The lady over the phone asked, obviously annoyed.

“Please, help.” Ratliff said threw tears “My sister and her boyfriend are dead.”

“Your sister and her boyfriend are dead?” She asked sounding incredulous.

“Yes! I went up into their room because I hear a odd noise. When I opened the door, I saw that they each had needles in their hands, bags with a white powder in them, matches, and two spoons that looked burnt. The were lying down not moving. When I checked to see if they were awake, I saw that they were not breathing. Please, can you send someone here right now?!” He started to sound frantic. He loved acting and this performance was his best.

"Yes sir. We are sending someone over there right now. They should be there in a few minutes." It was curious to Ratliff how the voice had the same monotone through out that entire conversation.

After a few minutes, their was a loud bang on the door. Tear filled eyed Ratliff opened the front door and saw two threatening looking police officers in the door way. They rushed inside, asking were the bedroom was. When they went in their, they only found the two bodies dead. Lee, Mychael, and Snoop had left the entire seen without anyone noticing. As Ratliff continued to play dumb about the entire act, he was thinking only of how much better his business would be now that he would not have to be wasting money on his that one whore and wasting drugs on silencing people.

After a few minutes of examining the crime scene and making sure that there was no foul play (the Trio done a good job of cleaning them self's up), the ambulances took the bodies to the nearest morgue and called the parents of Ratliff and Fron. When they arrived there, they would not at all prepared for the news that they had received. It took them all by shock with the mothers breaking down into tears and the fathers leaving the room. While checking the pockets of Fron, they (being the police) returned to Fron's parents his wallet and cellphone. Looking at the contacts, they found a long list of Fron's friends. Their names were: Vincent, Cyri, Ronnie, Job, Zat, Tad, Dumas, Jack, Jadis, Coraline, Joan, and Maxine. The first number they called was Vincent's. Sense the parents could not speak, they asked the police man to talk for them.

"Hello?" Chimed in Veronica's voice.

"Yes, hello, we are the Denver Police Department. Are you Vincent's mother?" The first thought that ran through Veronica's mind was: 'Oh, shit. What the fuck happened now?'

"Can I help you?"

"We were wondering if Vincent is at home, we were like to speak to him."

"At this moment he is not. Is he in trouble?"

"No," The police man's voice was beginning to get more gruff. "but, sense you are his mother, I am wondering if you can give him a message. Tell him that we regret to inform him, but his friend Fron Dunn has passed away. He died from a heroin overdoes. From our understanding, he was experimenting the drug with his girlfriend at her house."

"Oh, my God!" Veronica exclaimed. "Yes, I will tell him. Thank you." She hung up the phone about a few minutes before Vincent came home from the meeting with The Children Of Darkness.

"Hey mom. he said as he walked into the kitchen to grab something to drink. He needed something to calm his mind after the complete and utter failure of the meeting.

"Um, Vincent," Veronica called. "Can you meet me in your bedroom?" That question left Vincent's mind blank while he walked up the stairs. When he got to his bedroom, he found his mom on his bed with a very grim look on her face.

"Vincent, please sit down next to me." He looked at her as if she was odd.

"Okay, who died?" He asked sarcastically as he sat down.

"Fron Dunn." Vincent was taken aback, wishing he never asked that question. "Right before you came in, I got a phone call from the police informing me that he died from experimenting with heroin. Oh, Vincent. I am so sorry." She put her arms around him. After a few minutes, he tore apart the hug.

"Mom, please leave me alone." After she left, Vincent turned over on his bed and just screamed into his pillow before the tears started coming. On his mind was the feeling of someone taking part of him, and the fear that he would have to inform everyone about the death of their fallen friend.