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.

Victor did as he always did in the morning, he went for a morning run. The weather was beautiful so he couldn't help but try to enjoy it.

Try being the key word.

Susan's brother 13 was still in his statuesque predicament. Police had few leads.

He knew his friend needed help, but he really didn't know what to do to help her. Adding to that the new people on the block. Tessa, Merrick, and Amaya. A strong link to Ava and his past.

Vic didn't know how to feel on that. After everything that happened at the end, he just wanted to leave that part of the past in his past. For reasons he still kept hidden, even to his friends. He didn't talk about it and when the subject was brought up he was vague and dodgy. Just a part that still hurt him to bring up.

He was trying to move forward with his life. But its true what they say, you cant outrun your past. It'll just come back to bite you in the ass.

Victor stopped outside of 13's place. He decided to go in and take another look around. Maybe there was something worthwhile that they all missed.

Victor awoke at his normal time...very early. He did his early morning workout routine and finshed off with a morning jog.

He had heard from Susan about a new neighbor. So, he thought he'd run in that general direction. See if he saw anyone. It was his inquistive nature.

Plus, it was always a good idea to keep an eye out in this place. He still didn't trust it. Things may seem like their close to perfect around here, but Vic knew that just when things seem to be great, they had a way of turning fast.

At least in his experience.

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.

After a very strange, yet fun conversation with Miki, Victor found a house that reminded him of his house growing up.

He walked in and started looking around. A note out front said the realator would be at this particular house shortly.

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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Started out like an average afternoon, got home and checked my mail.

Bill.
Bill.
Bill.
Credit card application.
Bill.

Then there was something odd. An invitation to a housing community on the nexus.

Dear Sir:

We would like to inform you of a magnificent housing community located in the nexus. Our belief in community and values make us believe that you are a perfect candidate for our development. We will be having an open house for you and a few select others that we would like to encourage to move to our development this weekend. We hope to see you there. A packet of information and an address is enclosed. Thank you again for your time.

I wasnt looking into moving, but given the slow nature of things in my life, change would be good.

Guess I had plans for the weekend. And it wouldn't hurt to take a look around. See what this place has to offer.