Serenity Hills

After the Halloween incident, Victor went back to continuing his workout routines. Not just his basic cardio and weights, but using his weapons, and working on his strength and endurance.

Sad fact of the matter was, bad things would keep happening in this so-called perfect haven. Finding out what was behind it was the challenge. It came and disappeared just as quickly.

Today, Victor was focusing on endurance and weapons. He blindfolded himself and threw daggers at a target for a while and fought his punching bag with a bo.

Finishing off his training for the day, he placed a foot tall block of wood on the ground and stood on top of it. While keeping his balance he did sword maneuvers upping the speed as he went along.

Susan sat on her bed in her Serenity Hills home. Surrounded by a virtual ocean of costumes sent to her by her brother imp 13.

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It had been just under a week since Vic took down the person responsible for his parents death. The victory, as any in this case, was bitter sweet.

Alan Richards was in jail now. For several counts of murder, and smuggling illegal weapons. He won't be going anywhere for a very very long time. But as great as that was, as great as getting answers was...he still didn't have his parents.

After the explosion of his family home, he managed to save some family heirlooms and pictures. Thankfully, he still had a number of photos at his home in Serenity Hills.

Before he left his hometown, he had some loose ends to tie up. First was coming clean with the whole not being dead thing. A scientist Victor knew at Newport Industries took over the company. He was a good guy, but he was going to have to deal with a lot of heat and bad press. But the company would survive.

Victor even sold them several of his father's files on some of his more lucrative inventions. He made sure that they were in good hands and could help the world. Its what his father would have wanted. And Victor would get a nice cut of any money made off of them.

He wouldn't have to worry about money or work for a long time, but he would find something to keep him busy. Never was one to sit and do nothing.

Victor drove up to his Hills house with food and cleaning supplies. It had been six months since he was here. Payments from an account took care of his bills, so it was still his. And he had to clean the place up, it was dusty from under use. And he was actually afraid to go into the refriderator. What did he leave in there before going underground?

After a few hours, the house was clean and his cabinets were stocked with food. His new life was about to start...after a shower.

First, get cleaned up. Then, find Miki and Susan to let them know he was back and alive...until they of course killed him.

Victor headed to his backyard in Serenity Hills and collapsed in his lawn chair. He had spent a very long afternoon working with what he called "The Brain Trust". He was trying to get information from the ones that knew his father.

He hadn't gotten very far the last few days. But it was a matter of time.

He just had to put the pieces together. That would take some time though. For now, he was back in Serenity Hills for a couple days to relax. Or relax as much as he can with all that has been looming over his head.

Okay 13 has humiliated and angered me many times. More than I could count as a matter of fact but this time he took the cake, the pie and a whole damn deli too. What does that mean? I have no clue. That is how mad I am. I am even rambling in my own mind!

I mean the nerve of him to go into the cafe and confront Victor and tell him that he knew Victor wanted to bang me? And what if the human had? It was none of 13's business anyway. And then to have Victor tell me about it in front of Jubilee and anyone else in cafe that was listening in? And then Victor just had to make sure I knew he had no feelings for me in that way? He almost seemed horrified by the idea!

I could have just crawled under a rock and died!

So I decided I was going to have it out with my brother once and FOR ALL! I went to his house and knocked on the door but he didn't answer. I knew the little sot was in there because I could 'feel' him inside, even if it was ever so faint so I kicked open the door and entered even though he didn't open the door or tell me to come in. Normally I would be respectful of his privacy but damn it, he wasn't respectful of mine!

"Come out you little shit!" I yelled as I entered the house. "I know you are here and I'm going to... I'm going to... Okay! So I don't know what I'm going to do to you but it'll be unpleasant!"

Nothing in the living room... Which surprisingly was actually very tastefully decorated. I didn't know 13 had any taste in him.

Nothing in the dining room either. Also very tastefully decorated. Maybe 13 had finally found himself a decent girlfriend and she had helped with the decorating? It certainly didn't look as if 13 had done it himself.

Finally, I kicked the door open to his bedroom. The last place I wanted to go but I checked everywhere else in the house and didn't find him. Probably was hiding in his closet, I reasoned.

There on the bed covered in wine colored satin sheets lay a stone image of my obnoxious brother in his imp form. A television in the room was playing over and over in a loop a particularly vulgar porno scene.

"Big joke brother!" I shouted at the ceiling of the room, certain that 13 was playing one of his gross jokes on me. Walking over to the closet I ignored the statue of 13 lying on the bed propped up as if it was watching the scenes on the TV and ripped open the closet doors. Nothing.
"Where are you hiding?" I shouted as I tried to ignore the moaning and groaning noises coming from the TV.

Finally I couldn't take the racket any longer and looked for the remote to the TV to shut it off. Not finding it on the bedside table in the room or on the floor, I finally looked at the stone figure on the bed and noticed it was in one of it's hands, I ignored where the other hand was located. The remote was clutched tightly as a matter of fact in the hand...With the clawed thumb of the hand pushing down on the repeat button.

"How did you make the stone hand clutch the remote and press the button like that 13?" I asked interested enough to forget my anger at 13 for a moment.

There was no answer from the room.

Suddenly I felt an icy feeling in the pit of my stomach and examined the stone image of the imp in the bed closer.

There was no mistaking the lustful leer on the face or the glazed look in the stone eyes.

"13?" I asked but the stone image couldn't answer me.

"BARDY!" I mentally screamed for Weirdbard as I realized the stone object wasn't an image of 13 but really was my brother somehow petrified into solid rock. Talk about getting stiff and not in a good way.

Victor hadn't celebrated the holiday in a few years. Never really had a reason to. Not since leaving the ship.

He wanted to do it right this year.

His house was decorated inside and out and he was offering to cook for his new friends Miki and Susan. Even got presents for them under his tree.

However, cooking part wasn't coming out as well as he had hoped.

"Fuck," Victor screamed as he opened the oven. The turkey was on fire. Which needless to say was not a good thing.

He grabbed the fire extinguisher and put it out. Opening a window and side door to let out the smoke.

I woke up with a splitting headache, but not just a headache, someone had sneaked in while I was asleep and coated my tongue with dog hair and dust, at least that is what it tasted like.

Stumbling of the top of my dinning room table, which by the way I had no idea how I got there or why I was sleeping there instead of my bed. I staggered, swayed into my living room and spied Miki and Victor sprawled on the couch with Victor's arm around Miki's shoulder.
Even through the pain I smiled at how cute they looked together. Walking to my front door I opened it wide... And nearly cursed at the blinding light that stabbed into my brain through my eyes. When did they replace the sun with a arc wielding light?

I bent over to pick up the paper and discovered two things. One, it is not a good idea to put your head lower than your butt when you are hungover and two, the newspaper dateline said that two days had gone by since we had gone to the cafe.

I blinked and suddenly it struck me. Victor and Miki were at my house, they were together on the couch and two days have gone by without me talking to Bardy so he was bound to check up on me soon, I was surprised he hadn't yet!

Oh and I suddenly realized for some reason I couldn't recall at the moment that I was wearing a skimpy yellow bathing suit and was leaning over in my yard staring at a paper I hadn't picked up yet.

Vic didn't know the how.

But somehow, the realtor broke him. He bought one of the houses in the Serenity Hills. He was looking ofr a new start somewhere. Here was just as good as any.

Finding himself would proove a challenge, especially considering he didnt fully trust this place, yet here he was.

He was moving in on a rather warm day so while lugging in all his boxes, he opted for a muscle shirt.

She was going to kill Egon. (Not that Egon was her friend’s real name, but it was what she had dubbed him since they were kids.) Miki had no idea how he’d discovered this place or even how he’d managed to get her an invitation to an open house event. All the young private investigator knew was that she was here to find out why a few of her and Egon’s contacts had vanished from existence. Running a normal investigation firm was hard enough, but Egon just had to have the bright idea of going multinexus. Or was it multiverse? Miki couldn’t remember. It was all the same to her. She was still getting used to the whole thing. (And one day she’d force Egon to explain how the hell he’d discovered this stuff in the first place.)

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