Zanetta White's Story

Zanetta then ran into the garden where a burning shed was, the smoke heavy and black and the smell of flesh airing it's way to her. She sighed out of relief and walked her way to Richard with a smile. Her hair was longer and had no streak of colour anymore, her face full of more features and maturity. She was wearing a black tanktop with a loose shear white shirt, unbuttoned with some dark denim coloured leggings and some loose fitted brown leather boots with large gold coloured buckles.

Her scarred greyish brown discoloured arm in full view, it had healed nicely and it was for sure that the discoloured pigment of her skin and the darkened veins around that area were not going to go, it was apart of her now. It was also on her legs too. In the first year of healing she used to hide her arm and legs and was rather ill in that time also. This worried Richard and Darcy but as time passed she got healthier again, noticeably stronger, faster and grew animal instincts so it was no shock she came to them after the attack of the NIGHTmares. She seemed to sense them but still had to work on it.

Jake of course was barking at the shed for that time because he knew they were there and him and Zanetta had a link to commune to eachother that way so their relationship was much more than simple dog and owner but of blood as years ago when Zanetta was attacked in the store he licked at her blood to help her in effect became like her but in more of in animal sense. He was now a fighter dog and only answered to Zanetta in combat, this is why he was barking and not attacking the NIGHTmares in the shed, because she was not there.

Jake has a new collar and his white fur are orange and black tips and his left eye is blue, like Zanetta's eyes when she focuses on meditation to strengthen her abilities to sense other creatures and such.

As she closed in and hugged Richard then turned to the shed. She was noticeably more confident but still, when it came to Darcy, Richard and their children she became the old Zanetta, shy and innocent. Afterall, they treated her like a daughter after she went to live with them after she got back from the hospital or shall we say, ran from the hospital.

Richard also sees her quite abit to help her control and practice with her new strength, speed and senses as she still has alot to learn and he knows more about the parasite and of how it works through the body. He was the only one besides Darcy that helped her with it, Lucas, her boyfriend that she is really close to knows also and she often talks to him about it too besides....other things, she was no longer a virgin to say the least. Leon knows as well almost like a brother and sister relationship was shared between Zanetta and Leon.

She then released from the hug and her lips parted. ''I am sorry I didn't come sooner...yesturday Jake just went and sat in your garden and started to bark and I didn't know what it was....still got alot to learn...if I got here sooner....your shed would of..well..not be burning.'' She looked at Richard and grinned sheepishly.

Jake then turned around as he trotted away from the twins and came and sat next to Zanetta and she stroked his ears, looking down to him. ''Jake...you should of told me...'' She said with a sigh, Jake whined at her then rested his head on one of Richard's feet with apologetic eyes with little sounds of whimpers.

Zanetta shook her head then smiled. ''How is the new baby? And how are my favourite twins?'' She giggled at the end then she looked at the shed then looked back at Richard. ''I bet Darcy is mad at you...but if you like, I could help you clean up the mess.'' She said with a smile and positive helper's attitude.

Opening his eyes slowly, Lucas woke up and hopped out of bed. He made his bed, and straightened the room up a bit, when suddenly he smelled smoke coming from outside.
"Are they having having a barbecue or something." He said quietly.
He looked out of the window and saw black smoke rising from the barn.
As six years had passed, Lucas gained a relationship with Zanetta and moved to Richard's farm in a guest house with Leon. Zanetta and Lucas' relationship grew stronger as years passed, even taking Zanetta's virginity.
Lucas always watched out for Zanetta, even though her "enhancement" made her stronger and faster than he was, he still worried and looked out for her.

Lucas quickly put on the nearest shirt on, he was wearing a tight white shirt, black jeans and black converse shoes. He went to Leon's room and woke him up;
"Hey, get up, there is a fire, something is wrong!" He yelled to Leon to wake him up.
All Lucas could think about was Zanetta, and Richard and Darcy's children.
He ran through the house and grabbed one of his HK45 pistols. He no longer used his bow, because he ran out of arrows years ago, and still hadn't found anymore.

As he made his way outside he saw the barn was burnt down to the ground, and Zanetta standing in front of it. He quickly ran inside Richard's house to see if everyone was okay, he saw Belinda holding the baby, and the twins at the table trying to look outside.
"Oh, thank God." Lucas said as he sighed in relief.
After checking on the children he snuck up behind Zanetta trying to shock her, hugging her from behind and kissing her on the cheek.
"What happened?" He asked.

Zanetta jumped alittle and turned her head to Lucas, his head nestled neatly and comfortable in her neck, his eyes looking up to hers. A smiled crept up on her face then she laughed. ''Y-you scared me there, even though I heard you coming, you still scared me.'' She laughed some more then kissed his forehead.

Jake looked up at Lucas, his blue eye quite distracting the others, though not Zanetta still after so many years. He was tilt his head and pant, wagging his tail happily as he saw Lucas though as Zaneet and Lucas exchanged affections he would squeeze inbetween them both, in effort to split them apart. He was always like that at the moent with Zanetta though it was never aggressive.

She would laugh at Jake and bend down to him, stroking him on his ears, he would almost purr as it was his favourite scratching spot. ''You...my little Jakey boy will always be my baby!'' She would then put her forehead against his, he would then lick her and she would giggle then stood up again, turning her body towards Lucas.

NIGHTmares were in the shed, they attacked Richard but luckily he is so strong and talented as he is otherwise he would be dead..'' She was become silent at the though then smile again and continue. ''But all is well and...well...he had to burn the shed though I think, no, I know Darcy is probably mad at him for it.'' She would laugh under her breath then turn to Richard again. ''So do you want the help or not?''

(Intro song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ALhwQKTRAgA)

"Discipline...Loyalty....Sacrifice, these words will mold who you are from this moment on." Scott spoke into the microphone that lay rested in front of him on the balcony of the many new NDO "Capital" buildings that sat as a symbol of 'peace and prosperity' across the entire globe. The dark shadow of the building was cast over hundreds of men and woman dressed in the combat uniform of the NDO that was almost identical to that of the American uniform, aside from the NDO flag that sat menacingly on their shoulders. "You men and woman are the finest this order has to offer, and soon you will be sent to the Russian front to fight the tyranny of Vladimir Putin, the socialist who hides behind a fake Democracy. I will not lie to you, this government you are now fighting to destroy will do everything in their power to stop you. They have used nuclear weapons on our land and their own to stop our advances. But this is all the more proof that the Russian Federation is an enemy to not just Democracy, but humanity as a whole!" Scott was using exaggerated hand gestures as he spoke, his words carrying the weight of a God to these men and women who believed all the lies he spewed.

The flag of NDO was casting it's wicked shadow over the buildings that sat around the capital building, which dwarfed all of them with it's emasculate and unnecessary size. "You men and woman will fight! And you will drive the Russian bear back into it's cave and bury it there where it belongs! Now go forth my brothers and sisters, bring peace, prosperity and democracy to the world!" Scott raised his fist up next to his ear and shouted at the top of his voice into the microphone "For the order!"

The soldiers below pounded on their chests, right over their hearts, with their own fists and shouted back in almost perfect unison "FOR FREEDOM!" Scott hit his own chest with overwhelming pride and joy for the army he had raised. These men and woman were loyal to his new order, and his order was doing well, very well. All of Western Europe was in his grasp, and with very little resistance. This pleased Scott because it meant that most the armies were intact as well, in fact his armies were so strong that with the Russia, China, and several other Asian countries united against him were still not strong enough to defeat them. He had the most advanced and numerous fighting force in the entire world, and he was using it to crush every foe in his path. Soon Russia would be forced to fold into his whim, and multiple middle eastern countries were already falling, or had fallen to him.

Scott had little to fear as of the current moment. Although the civil war in the United States was becoming a thorn in his side. But it mattered little right now, he had bigger issues that must be dealt with first. He had to conquer the rest of the civilized countries and figure out a way to get rid of all the infected that lie therein. Europe was by far the worst infected NDO territory that Scott had conquered so far. The only up side to it was that most of the hordes had moved into the forests that lay all across the continent, all Scott needed to do was burn them down with napalm and he could kill hundreds of thousands in mere hours. America would not be so easy, however, since there is less space for the infected to go in his home country, Scott would have to deal with hordes that number close to the million at a time. It was a thinker all right, but Scott would think of something...he always did.




Jinn? Jinn was in Nevada? Mando had a take a minute to absorb this information, he hadn't seen Jinn in years and now his old friend was coming back to say hello? Fucker probably wanted something from him. Mando's lips curved into a wicked smile as he thought about the havoc he wrecked with Jinn back in the day. Jinn and Mando were like two peas from the same pod, they both killed without mercy and enjoyed it. Will, maybe Mando enjoyed it a tad more than Jinn did but that is beside the point.

Mando put the phone away from his head for a second and snorted his second line of coke, when he lifted his head back up he was shaking and a creepy willy wonka style grin came across his face. This coke was some good shit, he was glad he stole it from those assholes bringing it to the Commonwealth "He is en route to you as we speak. Give us your gps coordinates." the man on the other line said. It was a bad time to sound bossy around Mando just that second, his second line of coke was making him bug out even more and his grip of sanity and reality was beginning to slip over the edge. He was angry...real angry. His dark brown eyes were as small as grains of sand and full of a twitchy rage that was engulfing his every cell.

"The fuck did you just say to me!?" Mando blurted out into the phone, his whole body shaking like a revved up engine from the sudden burst of energy from the cocaine "Bitch, who the fuck do you think you are? Motherfucker you don't tell me to give you dick! You ask me to give you shit with a pretty please and pile of naked pussy on top!" Mando's eyes twitched with furry at the man "You call me Mister Ortega you fucking got that! I don't know you, you're not my friend so you show me some respect or I'll cut your dick off and shove it up your ass!" Mando wasn't even pausing to breath and the man on the other line couldn't get a single word in

"Motherfucker I'll kill you!" Mando sprung from his seat and went over to a map on the wall that he kept so he could always mark where he was "When you get here me and you are going to throw down bitch! You here me, i'm going to kick your ass and then chop your nose off your ugly ass face!" Mando then proceeded to yell the coordinates into the man's ear when he was finished he went back to his cursing rage "So you be there or be square you little bitch!" Mando was just about to hang up when suddenly he stopped and put the phone back to his head, and in a voice as calm as the waters of a lake he said "Oh, and tell Jinn I said, 'sup." then he clicked the end call button.....





"So, what brings you to this humble town sir." The unruly looking man asked as he sat on his desk. Stanley expected the man to look bad, but not this bad. He looked as if he had just walked out of some ghetto casino at his job as a card dealer, with that red vest of his. The fact that he tried to cover it up with such a nasty and disgusting brown colored coat made it all the worse, there was much work to be done here indeed.

"You ask what my business is, yet you have not introduced yourself to me." Stanley said in a unimpressed and slightly unpleasant tone. The man looked a little panicked as he quickly stood at attention and extended his hand

"My name is Barnaby sir, Barnaby Turncoat." Stanley reached his plump hand out and took Barnaby's hand in a tight grip.

"That is much better mister Turncoat." This man had no sense of manners did he? How he ever got elected as mayor here was beyond Stanley, but it is what it is he supposed "Now, as you may know I helped start the Commonwealth many years ago. I hold this place very dear to me." Well the luxury it helped provide him at least. But even a man such as Stanley still had things outside of luxury that he held dear, and the Commonwealth was one of them. Mostly because it was a symbol of his success to everyone who mocked him when he ran for president "I am here to insure that you, as the new mayor, have everything you require." Stanley said in his uptown accent

"Well sir I-

"No, no." Stanley interrupted "Don't say you have everything you need my boy! Because from the moment I walked through those doors I knew you do not." Barnaby gave Stanley a puzzled look as he stood from his chair and straightened his suit once again "You are a man of power now my boy." Stanley said as he put an arm around Barnaby "Even in this world that we live in, men of power must look the part. Because looking the part is where half your power comes from!" Stanley walked Barnaby over to the door of his office and through it open, his arm still around him "You see this my boy? These walls are redecorated with every new mayor, so that every new era can be recognized differently. With every new mayor, the decoration of his halls and the way he portrays himself must remind the people of his ambition, and what he stands for!" Stanley turned to Barnaby and looked him up and down "And the way you are dressed now my boy it would appear you stand for drunken bar fights and sleeping in gutters."




"Well Zanetta!" Richard called to the girl in the back seat "You are now an accomplice to the crime of going against Darcy! We can all be executed together now!" Richard joked as he drove the truck through the dirt path that lead to a back woods section of the farmland where they would burn the remains of the infected to keep the infected from being consumed by animals and giving the family more issues.

"This is so cool dad!" Connor said from the passenger seat

"It is until we get back to the house, then we are going to be in a little bit of heat." Richard replied to his son as he brought the truck to a stop in the middle of a dirt field "Here, we can burn them here." Richard said "Zanetta, mind helping me set up the bonfire?"

As Lucas stood there, Zanetta ran off with Richard and Connor so fast, that he wasn't quick enough to volunteer.
"Whatever!" Lucas yelled at them as they left.
He turned around saw Leon standing behind him, "Sorry mate, Richard took care of it. We probably have to bold another one." He said as he sighed and walked back to his house.

Lucas saw that Jake was left behind when Zanetta left, "Come on, Jake!" Lucas was making his way back to the house as with Jake, he then turned around and said; "Are you coming?" He asked and continued walking. He saw little Alex through the window and started making faces and waved.

Lucas placed Jake's breakfast in his bowl, and then he went to his bathroom and began to have a shower.

((OOC: Sorry, my iPad made it post three times.))

Zanetta started to panic as Richard joked about her and him being in on the burning of the shed event that she ran into. She could still smell the thick smoke of wood and flesh in her clothes and hair. *I think I will need to have a shower after this...maybe Lucas will join me.* She thought, her cheeks blushing madly at the thought and a wide smile appeared on her face.

She then snapped out of it as Richard asked for her help and she shook her head. ''Yeah! Yeah! Of course!'' She shouted still slightly out of it as she jumped out of thought to quickly. She then as she passed Richard pinched the back of his neck for a kick of her own and as a gental revenge for even suggesting that it was her fault the shed was a pile of ash.

She then dragged the corpses from the truck, thier body mass huge yet she had no trouble with it. Dragging them away far from the truck she then dropped the part of the NIGHTmare's she held onto to drag them in the first place then went back to the truck and got out matches, petrol and some wood and walked back at the corpses.

She then chucked the wood onto the corpses with no attachment to them like she used to six years ago, she learned that once they changed, they were not human, if she knew this before she wouldn't of been scarred for life. She was so emotionally unstable in her youth.

She then splashed petrol over the bodies then lit a match and flicked it onto the pile of corpse and wood, the flame from the match burning her skin alittle but just to heal instantly afterwards, she didn't even feel the pain.

Then she pile lit up brightly, the smoke not as thick as it was back at the farm, not as dark either but the smell was still less to be desire. She held her nose and backed away then stood near Richard as she watched the flame consume the corpses.

She then turned her head to Richard then looked back to the flames. ''Alot has changed...hasn't it? And your boss...that Scott guy is in a powerfully position. I think that is a big...big problem.'' With that she sighed then looked at Conor and smiled as she beckoned him over.

He skipped his way to her and stood at her side, hugging her then he would look up at her scarred, discoloured arm and rub it alittle, catching her attention then locked eyes. ''Does it hurt Antie?'' He would asked timidly with such innocence, a part of the twins Zanetta loved about them though Conor was always the first to jump into places that had adventure in them, just like his father, Richard.

She would look down to him and smile, kissing his forehead. ''No, not anymore.'' She would reply smply he would smile in turn then his mouth would open again. ''Y-your arm looks alot like those monsters skin does.'' He would point out bluntly. Her eyes saddening but she would continue to smile at him, knowing that kids were just like that.

''I know, but I am not one of them. Even if I-'' She would stop there and bend down to him, her arms on his shoulders with a warm smile on her face, his face tilted alittle. ''I will never be a monster, and I will always be here to protect you, your sisters and parents.'' He would hug her, nuzzling his face into her arms, she would squeeze alittle. ''I know you will, you are like a superhero!'' He would blurt out and she would laugh in turn. Releasing from the hug Conor would continue to look at the flames, his face full of excitment and awe.

She would continue to look at the flames also but then her lips would part. ''I will always be here Richard....even if I am different.''

"I will always be here Richard...even if I am different." Zanetta said in voice that hit Richard right in his heart. He loved the girl like a daughter, just like he loved Lilth like his sister. Richard nodded his head as he came in close with Zanetta and Connor and place an arm around them. He squeezed both of them tight, he was becoming an old man every passing year. Next year would be fifty, Richard shook his head with disbelief as he watched the crackling fire burning the corpses away. How had he gotten so old so fast? He didn't feel fifty, didn't look fifty either but those government tests took care of that. At least he wasn't old as his old boss Scott, that bastard much be nearing seventy at least.

"No Zanetta..." Richard began in a low and cold voice "you won't" he loved Zanetta, but if she had ever become like Lilth he would have to kill her. He knew she would understand that, know that he would never let her roam around like a monster if he had anything to say about it. "Come on guys...let's go." Richard said as he began to walk to the truck with Connor in one arm and Zanetta in the other.

"That was so cool Dad." Connor said excitedly as he hugged his father

"Haha, yeah it was alright." Richard said with a smile "I'll teach you more about guns a different day. But right now I have to go take hell from your mother."




For such a barbarian, the man made an excellent point. Perhaps he was not as dumb as he appeared, he would make a great mayor indeed "Well Mister Turncoat, you make a good argument." Stanley said as he hobbled to the balcony, his cane making an irritating click with every step. Stanley looked out upon his old warhorse and smiled "Mister Turncoat." Stanley said as he spun around in a circle, giving the impression the man was about to fall and put a hole through every floor "I am afraid I am here for more than the pleasure of meeting you."

Barnaby gave him an almost exhausted expression as the man continued "I will be using Commonwealth as my new base of operations."

"Base of operations?" Barnaby asked with to little enthusiasm for Stanley's liking "Don't you already have one of those sir?"

"That's quite the point my boy! I did have one, but things have become...complicated." Stanley said as he slowly turned around to look out over the horizon "I was in one of our territories, a small settlement called New Dallas, let me assure you it was anything but. However, it well suited my needs." Stanley coughed violently into his hand "I was doing fine, when slaver activity spiked in the area. I heard it was because of some big refugee camp on the other side of the minefield and they were crossing in small section of land that the mines did not cover. It was then that I realized a few things, our trade routes and our outer settlements are not safe! That is why I have come here, I require the protection of Commonwealth's high walls to safely conduct my planning." Stanley was man of big ambitions, but he was a coward to say the least. In this life or next you would never catch Stanley dead in a fight, he would be behind big walls with his head in a bowl of soup.



The sand flew high into the air like a massive dust storm of death heading for the small settlement that lay out in the middle of the Mojave, like a massive target just waiting to be attacked. It would be Mando's seventh attack today, and just like all the others it would burn to the ground until nothing was left.

"Remember!" Mando said into his radio "Only young girls and children. If they are are male and are old enough to fight back, I want them dead!" Mando through the radio to the floor board of the dune buggy he was in, and then watched as his legion of makeshift war machine tore through the sands towards their target. He left only ten men with the ammo trucks with Jinn, while he took all ten of his trucks with mounted 50. calibers, twenty-five dune buggies with 556 machine guns, his prisoner transports and the bread and butter of his whole fleet, what he called a battle barge. Mando had worked for two years to put together a makshift tank that could be worked on just like any other vehicle, the result was his battle barge. The barge was nothing more than an eight-teen wheeler big rig that, he and his crew had worked on to make an unstoppable war machine.

The barge's cabin was the average cabin for a big rig, but it had been covered almost completely in eight inch steel plates and on the front was a battering ram like plow made to knock through settlement walls. The window shield had also been covered by steel, with only small slits for the driver to see out of. Carried by this monstrous feat of makeshift engineering was an average big rig shipment container. However, it too had been armored with black steel and converted so the sides would fold down and up like drawbridges. Inside were a total of fifteen machine guns that had steel shields welded to the fronts with small slits at about eye level for the gunners to see through. There was room to put around twelve other soldiers on the barge that could be armed with anything from assault rifles to rocket launchers. But by far the scariest thing about this monstrosity was the old German 7.5 cm Infanteriegeschütz 37 infantry weapon that was place in the back of the truck. Mando had stolen it early on after his release from prison. He found it at an old ww2 collectors warehouse, along with it's owner still trying to hold out against hordes of infected. With some engineers and the ww2 collectors know-how Mando was able to get the artillery operational. The ammo was another problem, but again he was able to pull through and make some ammo cartridges from scratch, using some stolen US military plastic explosives in place of hollow charges. The gun was only fired once to make sure it worked, but since the slavers only have about twenty rounds it hasn't been used since.

The convoy was soon in range of the town, whose people were already beginning to flee to underground caves, while some grabbed their guns and prepared to fight off the coming invasion. "Fire! Let's fucking rock these bitches!" Mando cried with ferocity as his eyes focused in on his prey. The trucks and dune buggies began firing with their machine guns, the bullets tearing through the shanty houses like scissors through paper. The few brave men who stood at the gates, guns ready to fight, were ripped asunder by the barrage of lead that the slavers were unleashing. Their blood flew high into the air and their bodies lay spread across the ground as the vehicles rolled into the small town.

Mando jumped from his buggie and raised his AK-47 assault rifle to a group of older woman who were running for cover. They were much to old for Mando's liking, so they were cut down by a hail of bullets from the maniac. "Whoo! Yes, run bitches RUN!" Mando screamed at the top of his lungs as fired mercilessly into the crowds of fleeing people. A teenage boy came fleeing out of a nearby house, rifle in hand, as a woman's voice called to him to stay inside. He looked straight at Mando, and he froze. He was looking right into Mando's eyes...and what he saw was far from human. The eyes he looked at her not of beast or man, they were of hate, the dark black holes behind the brown irises were filled with the very heart of hatred and rage. The feeling of fear was overwhelming for the boy wouldn't could even raise his rifle. Mando didn't even bother to shoot the armed kid, he simply put his rifle to his side and unsheathed his machete. The boy tried to run back inside, but Mando was already too close, and before he could even realized it he had been decapitated with one foul swoop of the menacing blade.

The cold lifeless body fell to the ground and a blood curdling scream came from inside. Mando quickly ran in, finding too woman in the corner, huddled together as Mando's dark eyes looked upon them. One was older, must have been in her late thirties or early forties, while the other could not be any older then sixteen "Well hello loves." Mando said with a joyful voice as he spread his arms like he was coming for an embrace "Daddies home!" The older woman stood, with a blade in her hand and charged at Mando

"You bastard!" She screamed as Mando grabbed her hand and dug his machete deep into her gut. The woman gave a few dying breathes as her daughter screamed out and ran over, with her own knife in hand. Mando quickly tossed the mother to the floor, with the machete still in place, and grabbed the girl by the throat and pinned her against the wall. The girls grip loosened and she accidentally dropped the knife to the floor "Your a pretty little thing aren't you." Mando said sugary sweet as he eyed her body "Young enough to be ripe, and old enough to screw. You will sell nicely." Mando said as if he were having a normal conversation. The girl tried to spit obscenities at Mando through her tears, but his grip on her throat was too strong "Hmm this looks nice." Mando said as he reached for a chain that was hanging from her pocket and pulled it out. Attached to the end was a pocket watch, that looked to be rather new "Hmm, I don't have one of these." Mando said with interest and examined the watch, he flipped it so he could see the back and saw a small engraving that read property of Richard McCarthy

"Are you just going to let him get away with that?" Darcy turned to see her mother entering the kitchen again, bathed and refreshed. "That boy doesn't listen as it is and that husband of yours isn't making it any better by contradicting you and allowing him to get away with anything he sees fit."

Darcy sighed "Not now mother." Changing her gaze to Alex who didn't look up from her book but Darcy knew was listening to every word.

And of course she wouldn't let him get away with it!

"I'm just saying Dracinda that boy need's some more discipline and rules."

"I already know that mother. You think I don't try?" She asked exasperatedly.

"Of course you do dear. I'm not saying you don't but something has to be done."

"Maybe you can just not let him out of the house." Lexi giggled.

"Now there's an idea." Darcy said with a smile and a wink at Alex.

Belinda scowled "I'm serious Dracinda."

Darcy and Alex simply laughed at the woman's vexation. That's when the door opened and in came in Richard, Zanetta and Connor all looking rather sheepish. She could see the anticipation of being scolded on all their faces, but this time Darcy didn't say anything. Something none of them expected. As she turned back around taking Maggie out of the tub and wrapped her in a towel like a new born and gave the arriving party the cold shoulder.

"That's a funny way of cleaning a gun daddy." Over her shoulder Darcy heard Alex say innocently to Richard with a mischievous giggle, as Richard had told her earlier that he was taking the Riffle out to clean.

Darcy grinned. Nothing got pass Lexi . . .

Zanetta instantly pointed her finger at Richard, Connor looking at her and copying. Zanetta's face full of panic as she knew Darcy was not happy, not. at. all. ''It is his fault!'' She would shout in her defense just for Connor to shout out the same thing. She would look look at Connor and he would look up at her, they both sharing the same troublesome grin on there faces. Zanetta was a sort of role model to Connor more than his sister Alex but she still loved Zanetta just as much as her brother.

Zanetta would giggle and pick Connor up with no effort and kiss him on his forehead playfully and swing him around, he giggle loudly and continuously as she did so then she would finally put him back down, ruffling his hair, with that he would pout. ''My hair...Antie Zanetta!'' He would complain then smirk. ''Jokes.'' He would reply as he would ruffle her hair also. Together they were like big kids, pranking eachother.

Zanetta then would walk to Alex and bend down to her with a warm calming smile, as out of the twins she was the most timid but her intelligance excelled above most of her age, Zanetta loved that part of Alex because that meant she could geek out with her. ''How is Lexi today then?'' She'd ask happily. Alex would look at her, her cheeks slightly blushed but a wide happy smile across her face. ''I am okay...but you smell funny.'' She would point out.

Zanetta laughed lightly. ''That's want hardwork smells like?'' She would reply, Alex just looking at her in disbelief and with a sigh Zanetta caved. ''Yeah....I know...I can't lie.'' She would admit, Alex ruffling her hair as Zanetta looked at her in defeat.

Zanetta then would quickly kiss Alex on the cheek then turn to Darcy's mother, for some reason that woman still made her nervous and in a moment Zanetta stubbed her toe on the table corner and her face would crumble as she winced in pain, trying not to swear then she would sigh long and hard as the pain subsided. ''Hi there, hope you are well.'' She would smile then head to the door back to where the shed would of been standing.

She would close the door and rest against a wall, holding her forehead as she paled in the face. ''Hmm...'' She would groan out as her vision fluxutated from blurred and colourless. She would look at her arm and saw the discolouration creeping further out from it's origin. Her eyes widening as she placed her hand over it.

She would go to run out the back door but slip on mud and ash, slamming into the hot ashes of the shed. She would yelp in pain as the hot ashes melted her exposed skin and ruin her thin white shear shirt. She would crawl away, wincing in pain, she would look into the window, not realising that everyone could see her as the hot rays of the sun caused a reflection of her image.

She would look at her face as flesh boiled on it where most of the damage was done, then her right arm where she tried to sheild her face from the ashes, it faling, even with all these new abilities she was still clumsy as hell. She then continued to look at herself, tears falling then her eyes filled with surprise and shock as the boiled and burned flesh started to heal....like never happened. She started to panic, she didn't know what she was anymore then she looked into the window more and noticed everyone in there looking at her and she instantly ran out of panic.

She would run far and fast until and was out of breath and she was in the middle of the field, the farm still pretty close and she would fall to her knees and scream in frustration...

Jake would finish up eating then as he trotted happily to Lucas, who was in the shower, he head would turn to the door. He would whine and groan, his ears down and he would exit the bathroom and go to the door and start scratching at it to get out. Starting to bark loudly as he realised, he would need help getting out to see Zanetta.

Richard watched as Zanetta ran out of the house. It didn't seem too urgent, but the girl was probably afraid of the coming firestorm between Richard and Darcy.

"Hey Belinda, remember what I said. You live here as long as you remain useful, so if you shut up maybe you can stay longer after the kids are old enough to not need you to teach them." Richard growled

"My daughter would never allow that!" Belinda scowled back but Richard just shook his head

"Get your ass upstairs GRANDMA!" Richard spat at her to purposely get her angry. Belinda huffed and stood from her seat before marching up the stairs

Richard smiled to Darcy as the old woman disappeared from sight "Now, I do believe you were about to tell me how horrible a father I am."

Richard didn't say a word to Darcy, he just pushed past Darcy and looked at his kids "Fine, I can teach them here too." Richard growled as he walked towards the door "Kids come here!"

"Stay inside" Darcy yelled

"Shut up!" Richard yelled as he motioned his kids to come out to him and he unbuttoned his shirt to where his many scars were "Kids!" Richard said to the two children as they slowly crept out of the house, there eyes bugged out with fear "You see these!" Richard pointed to the bullet scars in his abdomen "You know how I got these! Your mom's brother was a bad man, your uncle, was a bad man. He wasn't just sick like mom say's he tried to kill me! He shot me right here!" Richard said as he approached his kids and put his hand's on their shoulders "Do you know why I can't see in my right eye?" The children shook their heads, confusion and fear written across their face "Somebody else tried to kill daddy and they shot me in the head, the world is not a safe place like mommy keeps trying to tell you." Richard looked back at Darcy and snarled, when he turned back to talk to his kids more he saw Zanetta laying on the ground near a puddle of mud, and he instantly stopped in his tracks

"Zanetta!" Richard screamed as he ran over to the girl on the ground.

"I can't believe you're doing this!" Darcy shouted not caring Zanetta was on the ground, it was regular enough occurrence. It wasn't like she could die. "Get inside right now and go to Grandma and stay there!" She shouted to the children as tears streamed down her face.

The children went without quarrel.

He heart raced so fast it could easily burst out of her chest. She ran up to Richard where he stood over Zanetta and pushed him while she sobbed. "You bastard! I can't believe you just did that."

"Darcy," he said to her sharply "Zanetta-"

"I don't give a fuck about Zanetta!" She screamed at him as she pushed him again, beating her fists against him "How could you scar our children like that! You think they fucking needed to know what happened to their uncle?! You know nothing about my brother! He was a good man, he was . . . He was just sick." Darcy whispered the last in defeat as she stopped hitting Richard and cried harder.

Lucas finally got dressed wearing a tank top, with blue jeans and white converse chucks. He then went to the kitchen and had a glass of juice for breakfast.
"It's awfully quiet at this time of day." Lucas thought to himself.
He grabbed one of his pistols and tucked it in the back of his jeans, putting his top over to cover it from showing. As he walked outside, he looked around, turning his head from left to right and didn't see anyone. He didn't even see Jake, or any sign that he did he his job.
Lucas walked more into the field, he saw Darcy's house, and he saw little Maggie, Belinda and Alex. But something was off, they were all looking in the same direction, Lucas then to looked in that direction and saw Richard and Darcy arguing in front of Zanetta on the floor in a mud puddle.
"Zanetta!" Lucas yelled as he ran towards her and dropped to his knees.
He then lifted her up and started walking back with Zanetta in his arms. He saw Richard and Darcy still arguing, and he didn't want to get in the middle of it.

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Richard sighed and walked over to Darcy and put his arms around her tight and hugged her as hard as he could "Darcy..shhhhh, it's okay baby." Richard knew her brother was a rough subject for her, but Richard needed to show her that over sheltering their children was going to ruin their lives "Darcy, i'm sorry but I can't let our children go on without knowing about guns or knowing the world. It's changing every day, and one day it may be too late to tell them." Richard kissed the top of Darcy's head

"I don't want it to be too late...I want them to have long happy lives. And the only way we can do that is by showing them the world is not perfect." Richard could feel his wife sobbing against his bare chest "We need to let them know...we need to give them an chance." Richard was starting to get teared up as he talked "Please...please I beg you don't fight me on this anymore."

"Food's ready." Darcy said calmly as she came back to the nursery a little while later. She heard what Richard had said about her brother and could tell he was lying in what he told them. It made Darcy's anger rise once again but she grit her teeth and kept quiet on the matter. "It's on the Kitchen table when ever you're all ready." Darcy said flatly as she turned around and walked away.

The fury built inside her slowly rising. She had to get out the house before she did or said something she would regret. Belinda was talking and feeding the happy clapping baby as Darcy walked back into the kitchen.

Darcy silently plated and wrapped up some of the lunch she made in foil and balanced three plates on her arm and hands.

"I'm going over to the guest house." Darcy simply informed her mother.

She was worried about Zanetta although she had said otherwise outside, plus she had made food for all of them, as always.

"Well, don't you think you should eat first dear?" Belinda asked a little taken.

"Not hungry." Darcy said morosely as she opened the back door with her foot seeing as both her hands were full and headed out across the plain fields towards the small cottage like building that was the guest house.

Her thoughts dark and mournful . . .

Lucas placed Zanetta on the couch in the guest house, getting the couch and himself dirty from her muddy body. Lucas didn't know what was going on. He took off his shirt and wiped all of the mud off her boy and then through it inside of an empty basket.

"It was a pretty hot day today, she could've fainted from the heat?" He thought.
He just sat by her side thinking about what caused this as Jake sat next to them.

"Hey!" Darcy sounded as she came in through the back door of the guest house into the small cottage almost dropping the three full plates in her hands.

Luckily she just about managed it and quickly slid them onto the counter top before they could fall to the ground. "I've bought food." She said more happily then she felt at the moment as she walked into the living room.

She stopped in the doorway as she saw Zanetta still unconscious on the couch, Lucas sitting in front of her on the coffee table, Jake on the floor next to them. Leon was nowhere in sight, Darcy noted.

Sighing she moved towards the shirtless man. She placed a gentle hand on Zanetta's forehead. It was pretty heated but it wasn't burning up bad or anything. It was like when the children had a cold or a temperature.

"Just seems like a heat stroke." Darcy said to Lucas as she brushed the back of her hand against Zanetta's cheek "I don't think it's anything serious."

It was so incredibly hot out here in Kentucky.

Zanetta stirred at Darcy gentle ministrations.

"See, she's already waking." Darcy said with a smile at Lucas who looked tense and worried.

Darcy headed back to the kitchen to get a glass of water for the girl.

To set the mood..

Zanetta laid on the couch looking in the distance, no where in particular then she looked at Lucas then she slowly put her hand on his cheek and she smiled, it slowly shivering from pain. Tears started to fall down her face then she spoke. ''You know I love you right?'' She would say, her heart in her throat as she spoke. She would stroke his face alittle her face full of tears yet a smile showing deep love then she would put her hand down and get up.

She would then cry trying to be silent then she would look at Lucas, her face full of fear then slowly show her arm. The discolouration of her skin had spread, along with the darkening of her veins, her hand limp she would look down. ''It...it is spreading Lucas...'' She would admit as she placed her hands over her face to hide her tears, her sadness.

''I am not....nor-normal...the more time goes on...the more...I change.'' She struggled out then she would stand up holding Lucas's shirt, smelling it even. ''I love you....you know that right?'' She would say again then look at the bathroom door. ''I...I am going to shower, Richard asked for my help earlier and well...it was messy.'' She would put a brave face on then look down to Jake.

She would smile at him and give him a quick stroke then at the corner of her eye she saw Darcy. She instantly turned around and wiped away the tears then turn to her again with a fake smile, her face pale and tired. ''Oh, hi Darcy...y-you okay now?'' She would ask then she would place her hand on her face turned away from her. ''C-could you get Richard to come...I need to talk to him, but I will have a shower first.'' She would then turn her face to Darcy again and smile with delight. ''And some of your cooking.''

Jake would pant happily as he saw Darcy and rub himself on her legs, his tail hitting Darcy's legs gentally as it wagged.