“Hey sis, I got the inventory completed of our stock. We’re going to need to place an order for more oil and anti-freeze. Also, we’re out of stock on a few air filters and oil filters.”

August had been assigned inventory duty by Rebecca.

“Oh, Butch called and said we wouldn’t believe the type of research our client is doing. They were so excited at what they were going to be investigating at Stonehenge. That they couldn’t wait to get off the plane.”

“What type of research does our client do?”

TFOS: Freddy On The Loose, Part 12

by

Rodford Edmiston

Note: This story uses background and concepts from the Teenagers From Outer Space role-playing game, Copyright 2001 R. Talsorian Games, Inc. The characters and story are Copyright 2001 Rodford Edmiston Smith.

"Wow, Hub, thanks for inviting us over," said Karen, looking around admiringly as she and Freddy entered the back yard.

August wonders into the back-storage area where Becca keeps the cars her father had bought to be refurbish. She spots a nice Ford Mustang that looked like it needed some body work done to it. The interior didn’t look to bad, but it could be updated and made to look like it was new. She walks around and just enjoying the peace and quiet while exploring the old cars. August finds an old VW Thing and sits in it.

She wonders if this was brought for Becca? It would fit her style of things.

August was walking through the storage hangar where the parts for the German bomber were being stored along with the fighters from that era. Since, everyone had the day off today with pay. She wanted to explorer the old plane and see what it felt like to fly in these things. This one wasn’t going anywhere, but it wouldn’t hurt to explore.

Most of the day Charlie and Jessie listens to music on his laptop. Jessie dances a little for the entertainment for Charlie and his baby sister to some of the music Charlie played for him. He can’t remember the last time he has had so much fun. The snow had slowed down outside.
Charlie looks over towards Jessie “why don’t you get bundled up and we’ll go and get some dinner?”

“Okay!” Jessie puts his mother’s coat on and bundle up Maggie so she would be warm. Charlie checks the steps to make sure they were safe to walk down. They could tell the parking lot had been plowed.

Darit’s anal opening and mouth hurt from the ten men he had been force to service tonight. His Russian handler had dressed him up as an exotic dancer and took him to an apartment where the party had been held. He was forced to dance and made to beg to be used like a slut. The men didn’t even used lube at first. The first guy to get up the courage to have sex with him force his way into his anal opening. Another guy came up in front of him and shoved his penis into his mouth and nearly choked him. Between the two of them he was manhandled.

August sat close to her adopted sister and held her hand as the service for Charlie went on. Rebecca had picked out a beautiful casket for her father and all his friend had chipped in to purchase it for him. All the people who worked and lived at the airfield had shown up for the funeral. A twenty-one-gun salute had been provided for Charlie since he was a retired vet. Lev was holding Rebecca’s other hand as the preacher said a few words about Charlie.

Sometime during the night, it started snowing again. When Jessie and Charlie wake-up and outside, they see that the snow was coming down heavily, and the parking lot was covered in snow. Charlie checks the weather for the area and a snow advisory has been issued, they were telling people to stay off the streets and allow the snow ploughs and salt trucks to do their job.

Charlie pulls out his cell phone and sees there is a message from Mary.

Around six o’clock pm, there is a knock at his door. He lays Maggie down on the bed and walks over to the window to see who was at his door. He notices a man in a business suit holding a pizza and a Wal-mart bag in his hand. The man spots him, looking at him from the window. Jessie walks over to the door.

“Who is it?” He had his hand on the door handle.

It’s been three months since that nasty business with the Cartel had been dealt with and Jack was enjoying his daughters first competition event. Debbie had worked and trained the girls to ride their horses as well as she could. The first event the girls were in was calf robing. Both girls were competing in the team roping event to take down a calf. Julia and Gina had practice every day and worked as a perfect team together. They won that event by seconds. The next event they were in was bareback riding, which both girls could do with their eyes closed.

Jessie wakes up to the sound of a crying baby. He slowly moves as he unwraps himself from under the tattered blanket under which he had been sleeping. His whole body hurts from the bruising and fresh wounds he had gotten from his alcoholic father, before he had left them again to ride with his gang. Jessie walks slowly over towards the baby crib where his baby sister sleeps. It has been his responsibility to take care of her, since their mother disappeared. He really misses her, but no one knew what happened to her. She had gone to work and never returned home.

Rebecca and Kat were the first ones to come around. Their heads felt like someone had used them to play drums on. Rebecca was still blurry eyed, but Kat was totally aware of her surroundings. A very angry feral growl escapes from Kat’s throat. Rebecca could sense that Kat was very pissed. As her eyesight cleared, she could understand why now. They were locked in some sort of large cage. All three girls were sealed in some sort of clear glass chamber that had hoses going to it. There was some sort of black cloud moving around inside the chamber.

“Well, we have your stage look now. It goes well with Sirens look. Now we need to come up with a name for you.”

Dusk and Sasha were standing before Rose looking at the look Dusk had created for Rose when she performs on stage with the band and next to Siren.

“Let’s see. We could play on her name like Thorny Rose, Silver Rose, bumble Rose…” Dusk had a mischievous look on her face when she says that.

“or Irish Rose, Wild Rose, Fire Rose?” Sasha walks around Rose and stares at the costume/stage clothes and Rose’s platinum blonde hair and amber eyes.

“Clio?”