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Who am I? But more importantly who the fuck are you?
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Alice looked around the room. She had no idea what the ***** was going on. The humming neon lights harshly illuminated the concrete box. It wasnt cold but Alice shivered all the same. Her head felt odd. She tasted a vaguely familiar metallic flavour in her mouth. Holy ***** it was her owing ***** blood. She began to realise she was in pain. Not the harsh stabbing pain of fresh wounds but the dull ache that sets in when the body tries to heal itself. What the ***** was going on? She could hear a few sounds. Alice focused on them trying to subdue her panic. There was the regular hum of an exhaust fan and the fait reverberation of foot steps far away. With the footsteps came the sound of voices muffled too much by the walls to be coherent.
Alice felt a relief at the voices at least there were people around she hopefully wouldnt be left here to rot. Alice tried to stand from her chair, sick of the clod metal cutting into her spine. She discovered two things. One: that she couldnt stand. She was cuffed to the chair, the chair was bolted to the ground. Two: that her head was capable of a technicolour rainbow of throbbing pain more beautiful then she had ever imagined. Alice nearly threw up. She relaxed back and slowly the throbbing subsided.
Alice tried to distract herself by wondering what had landed her here. Sure she was a journalist but she wasnt exactly working on an expos of the Russian mob. Surely no one that dangerous could have an interest in protecting the integrity of the rip off manicurists: who is skimping on the job no no no she had to think. It was all she had right now.
Ok what was the last thing she could remember? She could remember getting into her car late Thursday evening. Actually no she couldnt. She could remember walking to her car but not actually getting in. there was nothing else. *****. She leaned back in the chair and slowly let the blackness take her away into the sanctuary of sleep.
Alice awoke with a start. There was someone outside the door. She could hear voices. She could almost figure out the words but not quite. The nob turned and two huge guys with Uzis walked in and stood either side of the door. Oh ***** thought Alice. And then the most beautiful woman she had ever seen strode in. Alices eyes worked from the floor up. She looked over her blood red stilettos working her way over the perfectly shaped calves up to the black A-line skirt that hugged her hips; the perfectly tailored open suit jacket covered a silk shirt, also blood red. This intense colour was nothing compared to the intensity of the sight of the one button to many undone provided. As her eyes reached the end of their journey she saw rich brown hair framing the face of
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You remained true to the actual story line and added a twisted spin that is clearly your own. Please continue with it. It’s kinda funny…Dana as a le femme nikita…nice.
I like your story, very unexpected. I’m sad if you really killed off alice but if you did i can’t wait to see where you take it. Keep writing.
People get hostile when you deviate from the norm, but its no fun if everyone writes the same shit over an over. Keep on truckin, and lay off the golf if you suck so bad…lol jp. Dana is truly crazy and i love it!
Ah, I know what your diabolical plot was—it was to get everyone commenting! Ooh!
Okay, in all seriousness, I had a little trouble suspending my disbelief with the basic premise, but I do like the way you incorporated the canon storyline, and I think your writing style is fine.
I’m kinda looking forward to an update on your other story though.
Very interesting twist! Of course I love it! And keep on writing as you see fit. You’re a fine writer and take chances. That should be respected.
UH OH you did the ultimate no no on here you strayed from the norm……GOOD FOR YOU. I like it keep it up. Can’t wait for the next installment
I love it :D Even if it’s not about Bette and Tina :D
oooooh *rubs hands together in an evil Mr Burns kinda way*, Is it bad of me to like this Dana a tad more than the “real” one?? Cant wait for the next installment!
Calm down ladies!, I’m a big danish fan and it was painful read this, but wildtouch is right this is fanfiction. Anyway it could be possible that the gun was empty :P
oaky….continue….this is a very different side to the dana from the show…but that’s why it’s called fanfiction…continue and i will read….
Our dear sweet Dana a mobster? and she shoot Alice. Tinta we dont mind but Alice. sicko Let see some more before we throw rock at you for hurting Alice. thanks
definately a side to dana we havent seen! keep goin if you wanna! there’s nothin wrong with your writing just some ppl obviously object to the subject. dont listen! i think its a funny twist.
OMG…IT’S DANA ANGELINA FAIRBANKS….I HAPPEN TO LIKE THIS TWIST VERY MUCH….I THINK THE NEGATIVE COMMENTERS COULD HAVE BEEN ALOT LESS CRUDE….IT IS POSSIBLE TO LEAVE A NEGATIVE COMMENT WITHOUT ALL OF THE SLASHIN….
Hey I like reading different things…you can’t read the same B&T, A&D stuff all day, so keep going if that’s what you want to do…as for the ignorant comments? fuck them, they didn’t have the balls to use their real names
Ok i just read your story.. WHY OH WHY are there so many rude comments? Well i really want to know where this is going.. please continue.. i mean i’ll go on to your second chapter now…