Hi! My name is…? ~what?~
My name is? ~who?~
My name is… The JadedRogue

Ahem… Excuse me ~tapping the mike to check for sound~
Can I have the attention of the Fan Fiction section

Hi Ladies, and the one gentleman in the room
You poor smucks have you have no clue
What these lesbian women will do to you

Do you like violence?
Wanna see me stick nine inch nails through Jenny‘s eyelids?
Wanna copy me and do exactly as I did?
Kill off core characters
Without a glimpse of guilt in my head?

Do you wanna fall into the pattern I did?
Try lesbian sex and get all hyped up?
I just can’t figure out what L-Word girl I wanna fuck…
And MsK says “Jaded your fuck’ed up!”

Since I was 8, I’ve heard voices in my head
Cuz the other side of me is a blonde haired bimbo
With a romantic side and a thing for lesbo sex!

I’ve never smoked pot, always thought I was insane enough
As crazy as a loon, or at least Lara Croft
I’ve never given a fuck
I was borne to piss the L-Word fans off

I told my parents I’d grow up to be a famous killer
They laughed and handed me a new gun to play with
Encouraged my wacky imagination
Told me to go out an skin the cat with a butter knife

Stop the car, this kid needs a padded room
Dr. Windy don’t just stand there, get the strait jacket on!
Get her some meds
A shot of haldol for her and a shot of gin for the Doc

I wasn’t ready to leave
But my alter ego killed me off
Now I’m back
Raring to go

Who’s next on the long list of deaths.
I was thinking of putting them all in the ground
But not bothering to kill them first
Buried alive! Oh my I think I’ll be scoring some ones

Am I cuming, or coming? I never can decide
All my life, I’ve been kinna deprived
Now I’m taking off the kid gloves
Duck or you might get sucker punched

I hadn’t had a woman in years
Now I’m getting it on a nightly clock
Tearing off her clothes before the door is locked
Stand back, the JadedRogue is back

Death and Chaos shall ensue
If you can’t handle the gore
Back the fuck outta the door
This isn’t any mary sue Fan fiction stew

*****

Life In Perpetual Spin – 02.01


Four days has passed since the fire at Samantha Leigh Vance’s home. A lot has changed, and many things have not. There was still a killer on the loose.


BEEP!

BEEP!

Jo could hear the machine beeping to her left, she tried to open her eyes, but they hurt badly. Burned and healing pain in every fiber of her being. Why did it hurt so much, usually she was ok by now. Usually.

“Jo.” She heard Darci’s voice and Jo finally was able to open her eyes, and the light felt like someone was jabbing needles into her eyeballs. The pain hot and flashing, sending her whole body into revolt. She thrashed on the bed, grabbing at her face.

“Merde…” Jo said, her hands flying to her face and Darci dug into her scrubs and handed her a pair of lightly tinted glasses. She carefully looked Jo over, and knew instinctively that Jo was in pain, that wasn’t something usual that she dealt with.

“Sorry, I didn’t know how bad they were.” Darci said with a soft sigh, Jo shivered, her whole body rippling as Jo came fully awake.

“Heartbeat….” Jo began.

“Transmitted from another room, you are safe, I got here just in time, so did the Kindred doctors. How you feeling?” Darci asked, taking her stethoscope and then putting it back around her neck, useless in this situation.

“Like I was in hell.” Jo answered.

*****

Jo stood at the door, the flames licking at her like it was a wild animal and Jo tore the half melted contact lenses from her eyes. She growled, as she felt the jabbing pain, but then it subsided as her vision came into focus.

“Oh fuck that hurts…” Jo muttered, narrowing her eyes and hunching down, her knees hovering just inches from the ground and she sprung into the blazing house.

“Alex…” Jo said, as she leapt up the stairs, looking around, the smoke thick and it burned at her, making her eyes water. She then saw Sam, she moved quickly, body a fluid tapestry as she landed just inches from her.

“Come on… Pulse…” Jo growled; finding nothing and she picked up Sam, she wasn’t leaving her here, dead or alive.

“Window…” Jo got a flash from Sam, and she turned, seeing the open window and Alex pinned under a fallen ceiling beam. Jo walked through the flames as if she were untouchable. She dropped the still body of Sam next to Alex, finding her alive and she picked her up.

“Window huh Sam?” She said her voice deep and thick as she made her way to the window of the room where Shane had been bled, Jo could smell the blood. She let a low growl come from her throat and she was sure that she was going insane.

Jo literally threw Sam out of the broken window and she tossed Alex out in a similar fashion. She heard the splash below her, the smoke not letting her see a thing, and she coughed looking back at the house. She felt like she’d missed something, something important. She was about to jump herself, hearing the yelling from below when the house exploded around her.

*****

“So Alex is alive, Shane? Sam?” Jo asked Alice, who sat at her bedside staring at her amber was colored eyes. She licked her lips and went to grab a glass of water. Her gaze was disconcerting, and Alice found herself drawn to them whether she liked it or not.

“Uh?” Alice said, captured by Jo’s eyes.

“Merde.” Jo grabbed the sunglasses wondering where Amy was with her contact lenses. She could hypnotize someone when she wanted too with the translucent amber eyes, instead she just found herself wanting the information that had in her head.

“Oh yeah, Alex lost her leg right below her knee. She’s awake, and kicking about finding the real killer. Shane….” Alice sighed softly, rubbing her eyes. Jo closed her eyes, then Alice said.  “Massive brain damage; she won’t wake up again… She’s on life support…” Jo felt it, the anger that exploded from Alice and it vibrated right into her, she slammed her hand into the small side table and it flew across the room, eyes flashing as she did. Her body tensing changing as she tried to calm herself.

Alice jumped away, covering her head and skittering towards the wall. Jo ripped the IV’s from her arm and moved out of the bed. She knew she had no clothes, they must have been torn and tattered, but she also knew her girlfriend.

She moved to the closet, a pair of jeans, a black tee shirt and her sneakers were in there, and an old jean jacket. A note attached in Amy’s bubbly handwriting.

Knew you’d run – So typical! – Love you, Cell is in your left hand pocket – Watch is in right hand breast pocket – money inside left pocket – Be Careful – Love Amy

“Ah good woman…” Jo said, ripping the Johnnie off and casting it aside, the monitors beeping as Alice slammed the door closed. She leaned up against it, her chest heaving.

“What are you doing?” Alice yelled, wiping the tears away from her eyes. The thought of Shane being dead to the world was to much for her to bear. All the things left undone, unsaid. The things that she’d wanted to say, to do with Shane. She sighed, she’d left to much undone in her own life. Now was the time to start making a change.

“Going after C.J. Masters…” Jo said, and Alice blinked. She realized that Jo was really in the dark about a lot of things.

“Jo, you were down for 4 days, they closed the case while you were out. Sam was labeled the Whip Me Beat Me killer.” Jo stopped, the shirt slid down her body and she turned to Alice.

“What?” Jo’s voice betrayed her emotions, and Alice knew that Jo felt that she’d let Sam down, so had Alice.

“Yeah, they closed the case, and they named Sam the Whip Me Beat Me Killer part two as I’m calling her. Emma, your partner, she fought it, but they wanted the case closed. They closed it. There was enough circumstantial evidence to point to Sam.” Alice said she knew it wasn’t Sam, but the evidence said otherwise.

Jo sat down on the floor, all her will gone from her now; she was deflated and almost in physical pain. She gripped her stomach and Alice moved to her, Jo shook, a ripple of muscle as Alice wrapped her arms around her.

“Hey, s’ok…” Alice said, and Jo shook her head. Her body in revolt to much fake blood, to much meds, and whatever else Darci had been feeding her in the last four days. Four DAYS! She’d kept her down four fucking days.

“I’m gonna get C.J. Masters if it’s the last thing I do on earth.” Jo said through gritting teeth.

“You and me both, I think we can count Alex in on the fun too.” Alice said and Jo nodded, a plan coming into her head as she let it simmer there as the day turned into night.

******

Two month later – Alex Pezinni’s Apartment

“How is climbing the stairs?” Alice asked, pushing some Chinese food towards Rosita but she looked at Alex, who shrugged.

“Work.” Was all that the now ex-detective could say, Ro chuckled.

“Wanna trade?” Ro asked, rubbing her overgrown belly and they smiled, the Latina was growing by leaps and bounds in the last few weeks and could out eat most large men.

“No. Thanks anyway. I’ll stick to my nice, firm, flat, scarred stomach.” Alex grunted and Jo came back from the bathroom, Lara handed her a soda.

“Merci Rouge.” Jo said and Lara narrowed her eyes,

“Red huh? Sam called me that…” Lara said, feeling the threat of tears again, she let out a hot sigh and they waited.

“So this is what the plan is….” Jo began and she outlined just how they were going to prove to the world, or at least, themselves that C.J. Masters was the WMBM Killer and not Sam.

“I think it’s to dangerous, why not leave well enough alone?” Lara asked and Jo tossed her a look.

“Because Sam was one of the sweetest souls I’d ever met. You didn’t love her…”

“Fuck you!” Lara yelled, getting up from her place on the floor, “I loved her! I wanted it to work with us! I tried, but she pushed me away! I saw the death in her eyes and she might very well have turned that death on other people.”

“Even Shane?” Alice asked, and Lara stopped, her hands shaking.

“No.”

“Exactly.” Rosita said, “It is going to be difficult to build a case where the killer has already been declared. She’s dead, we can’t interrogate her, and she can’t speak for herself.”

“Then we have to speak for her.” Alex said, grabbing the ‘peg’ leg that she’d been set up with and slammed it down in front of her. “I got a reward for being who I am. I want some sort of vengeance.”

“I want justice.” Rosita said, pushing the leg over and letting it topple to the floor and Alice chipped in, dead stone serious.

“I want revenge for my friend who’s lying in that hospital bed, dead to the world.” Alice volunteered and Lara said with a soft sigh.

“I want Sam’s name cleared so that she can rest in peace.”

“Then it’s settled.” Jo said, looking around the living room at the other four women, her eyes flashing and they all nodded.

“Operation Retribution starts tomorrow. Alex, are you ready?” Jo asked and the cop nodded her eyes cold and calculating.

“I was born ready. Bring C.J. Masters on, I’m going to entice the Whip Me Beat Me killer.”