"I Am Creeping Death" Part I

The finale to "Sir and His Little One"

Written by Laurel, Karre, and Kaye

This story is a work of pure fiction. The authors do not advocate any of the 
illegal or immoral activities of this story. This portion of the story contains 
some violence, so if you are too young to be reading such material, please do not read it.

Background information:
Clarissa Wolf's parts were written by Laurel. 
Muni Hauser's parts were written by Karre.
Mimi has been explained previously.
Twy and Vincent will be written by Kaye.
There are lots of other characters running around in this part of the story; they
are members of Clarissa's family who have come to Germany to save her. To best 
understand it, we'll begin at the beginning. Pine and Roland (both Laurel's) were
a couple, she had his twins, Clarissa and Enic (Laurel's). Then they broke up.
Pine met Vincent (Kaye's), and they got married and had children, including
Willow (Kaye's). Pine's brother had kids, including Dagger (Laurel's). So Enic is
Clarissa's brother, Willow is her half-sister, Vincent is her step-father (though
she thinks of him as her Daddy), Pine is her mother, and Roland is her natural
father (though she thinks of him as sort of a step-father). Dagger is still her
cousin, as explained previously. Morgan (Laurel's) is one of the big bosses at SOPI 
who has come to lead the rescue mission. Twy is Enic's girlfriend. I think that's
about everybody.

"Creeping Death" is the title of a song by Metallica.

The story will be told in e-mail/role-playing post style, simply because that's 
how it was written.

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Fri, 27 August 1999 09:05 PM EDT
From: Laurel

::The house where Clarissa was being held was a three story mansion in a
quiet, well-to-do neighborhood. It was surrounded on all sides by a black
wrought-iron fence, the kind with spikes on top. There was a gate in the
front part of that fence. For all intents and purposes, it looked like a
regular home.::

::Morgan's team prepared to move in. The group had been placed across the
street, in the home of the Hamburr's, who had a very big front window. They
were more than willing to cooperate with SOPI as the Hauser brothers made
scary neighbors.::

(Morgan) You guys watch out the window, but keep the curtains closed,
alright? We're moving out...

::Pine nodded, and peeked through the curtains.::

{{Before I do anything else, I want to give Karre a chance to describe the
house and its security system.}}

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Fri, 27 August 1999 09:56 PM EDT
From: Kaye

<<::Pine nodded, and peeked through the curtains.::>>

::Willow was right beside her mom.  In a whisper that only her mother could
hear:: "Do you see anything?"

::Twy looked around the house::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 28 August 1999 03:32 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>::Willow was right beside her mom.  In a whisper that only her mother could
>hear::"Do you see anything?"

::Pine just shook her head, then hugged Willow to her side, stroking her
hair.::

>::Twy looked around the house::

::Rotund old Mrs. Hamburr smiled at her.:: You police too? ::she asked in
broken English::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 28 August 1999 07:51 AM EDT
From: Kaye

<<::Pine just shook her head, then hugged Willow to her side, stroking her
hair.::>>

::Vincent noticed his wife and youngest daughter.  He came up behind them and
put an arm around each of their shoulders.  He peered at the house next door
as he kissed the top of Pine's head::

<<You police too? ::she asked in broken English::>>

::Twy let out a giggle and blushed a bit:: "Um, no, just a worried
friend." ::she had never been mistaken for police before, infact, before
tonight, she had avoided them at all costs::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sun, 29 August 1999 12:44 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>::Vincent noticed his wife and youngest daughter.  He came up behind them and
>put an arm around each of their shoulders.

::Pine was grateful for that, but did not avert her eyes from the house
across the street where her other daughter was.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Mon, 30 August 1999 02:42 AM EDT
From: Karre

((Describing the Hauser mansion...))
((I imagine they have a very loyal cadre of central staff.  Most of which are
pretty mean; they'd have to be, to accept Muni's kind of playing.  They'd have
to either not mind or enjoy death and blood.  Muni can get quite messy, and
he does not clean up after himself at home.  The butler in particular I like;
I imagine a short, compact, mid-40's man who is a sadist and likes to watch
Muni work.  Sometimes Muni leaves the butler leftovers to finish off. 
 I'm sure some of the staff could fight but I believe the majority would be
more trained in gadgets/weaponry/defense than have any physical prowess.

Tell me what you think:  The ground floor would be the 'public' area; where
basic parties, get-togethers, meetings, etc are held.   A large main receiving
room, a large dining room and kitchen, a ballroom,  a smaller 'smoking' room,
assorted bathrooms.  Decor is masculine yet tasteful, and very German.
Biergarten [beer garden] and pool.

Second level--guest quarters, gym, servant's quarters, security room, weapons
room.

Third level--the Hauser boy's quarters, along with specialized rooms for
Muni's private 'guests.'   Some are tiled like a locker room,  with chains
from the ceiling and walls.  Others have enough accomodations to be quite
comfortable, but there is no way out and nothing inside which may be used as
a weapon or to damage oneself [for instance, instead of chairs, just bean
bags, or large, sturdy couches which cannot be broken].   Almost all of these
rooms have 2-way shatterproof 'mirrors' and monitoring equipment in them.
There is a large, walk-in closet of Muni's favorite 'toys.'

Doors are like the ones at Nigel's place; 'locked' and only opened by certain
people's thumbprints.

As far as security, there are the usual monitoring devices.  If it's not too
cliche, rottweilers patrolling the grounds, trained to attack on sight.  Muni
would say, "Not that they're very effective against real weaponry, it's just
that people *expect* attack dogs when they see a mansion."  Electrified areas
of the home, like stairs, dumbwaiter, certain spots on the floor.  Gas.
Tranq guns.  Most of the defenses are not set up to kill so much as
stun/knock out.  This is so they could capture, and Muni would be able to
have fun with the intruder/s at his leisure.   Basic weaponry like automatic
guns.  Anything Kristoph could dream up.  What do you think?)

{{Works for Laurel! :D I'll add some robotic security that Kristoph has
created as we go along. And Mimi is on the ground floor.}}

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Mon, 30 August 1999 05:41 AM EDT
From: Laurel

{{Oh yeah, I'd also like to add that the doors to Kristoph's and Muni's
personal bedrooms and the third floor bathrooms would probably be regular
doors with knobs and regular locks, if that's okay with Karre. Just the
special, secret, personal rooms that Muni and Kristoph use to do their bad
work in would have the no-knob thumblock doors.
On one side of the third floor is Muni's quarters, and on the other side are
Kristoph's quarters. Kristoph's quarters contain his bedroom, very clean and
well kept--he doesn't do anything nasty here; can't stand nastiness where he
sleeps. Then there's a lab where he does his experiments in various Factory
technologies and sciences. The lab has a thumb lock.
Between the two sections of the upstairs is a hallway, with a large stained
glass window at each end. There is a little bit of renovation going on in a
side hallway that leads to Kristoph's bathroom; he's having an arched ceiling
and a hot tub put in.
Okay, I think that about covers it. ^_^ }}

::Morgan watched out the other front window as a child walked by the Hauser's
front gate, taking her poodle for walkies. A band of frothing rottweilers ran
up to the fence to bark and foam at her and her little dog. She picked up the
dog and ran past the house.::

Those dogs could be a problem... We need a distraction. Allright, my team,
move out. Stay low. Weapons holstered until we get close. ::Morgan and the
two guards he had brought left the house.::

::They circled around the neighboring houses until they were on the side of
the Hauser home, hidden from view. Morgan could see no other way to take care
of the dogs but to provide a distraction for them, so they could get over the
fence without getting torn up. Then, if the dogs came after them, they could
use their taser guns on them. He hoped this distraction would not be heard
inside the house.::
::Morgan swiftly picked up a trash can from the neighbor's yard and tossed it
up against the fence on the side of the house. The rottweiler's sprang up,
running to the fence to bark at the offending, loud noise. His team moved to
the back of the house as quietly as possible, moving between cars and
swingsets, and climbed over the fence with practiced speed. Not knowing if
they had been spotted, hoping they hadn't.::

::The SOPI team moved toward a back door. For the first time ever, Morgan
wished they could call an entire SWAT team out to help, but knew they
couldn't, because regular police meant possible discoveries of delicate
classified information, aka a certain fluffy appendage sticking out of
Clarissa's back. He tried the back door carefully.::

::It was unlocked.::

::Morgan hardly breathed.:: Either this means they are careless... or they
know we're here... and they're welcoming us in. ::What choice did he have? He
and the two guards quietly entered the home.::

::Back in the German family's home across the street, Enic noticed that
Dagger had disappeared from the front room. He didn't want to wander around
this nice family's home, but he didn't want Dagger doing anything foolish
either, so he casually went down the hallway and peeped into each room.::

::He found Dagger in the bathroom, the door open a crack. She had her mirror
talisman necklace laid out on the bathroom counter, and she was staring,
concentrating, on her own reflection in it. Chanting.::

Dagger, what are you doing? ::Enic whispered.::

::Dagger did not answer, because she was doing a spell that her guardian had
taught her, one that was to be used only in absolute emergencies. It was
dangerous. But she was determined to go in that house, and teach that
horrible brute who had kidnapped her cousin her special kind of lesson.::
::As Enic watched, Dagger's physical body began to sparkle, then disappear.
Each sparkle became a tiny point of light that floated into the mirror
necklace.::

(Enic) Dagger, what the hell are you doing?!

::Her eyes turned toward him.:: I'm going in. ::Dagger's voice answered, and
she was gone, inside the mirror.::

::With a worried sigh, Enic picked up the mirror necklace, determined to see
it protected until his sister and Dagger came out of that house.::

::Inside Mirror World, Dagger found her physical body subject to the
limitations of this World. Her legs and arm were in the awful condition in
which Muni had left her, though now wrapped up. Her face was still marked up,
though healing. Dagger would be like this for at least 6 mortal weeks, until
her bones healed. But she would only be like this in Mirror World. Once she
got herself out of here, Dagger would be okay again.::
::She raised her head.:: Show me the way into the Hauser home. ::One of the
openings that was a mirror back into the Real World lit up with golden light,
showing her the way. This mirror was a full length in Kristoph Hauser's
bedroom, standing near his dresser. Dagger began dragging her beaten body
across the grass to get to that mirror.:: Save Rissa... save Rissa... ::she
said through gritted teeth.::

{{The details of what Muni did to Dagger earlier in the story would be too
complicated to put here because there's so much story surrounding them, but I
will summarize them: Dagger was in her Mirror World. A robotic probe planted
on her by the Factory tapped into her brain (without her consent, of course)
and gave Nigel/Angel S and Muni a virtual reality way into Mirror World. They
went in and challenged Dagger, they fought, and eventually Muni overcame Dagger
and beat her up really bad, breaking bones. Of course these bones were not broken
in the real world, since only an extension of Dagger's mind can usually enter
Mirror World. The injuries only happened to that extension of her mind, so they
would only affect her in that world. Eventually Dagger was incapacitated enough
for Muni to mess with her without her being able to stop him, so he tortured her
by touching her sexually, which she of course hated. Some friends of Dagger's
came into Mirror World and defended her until the probe could be removed from her
head, severing Nigel and Muni's link to the world.
During that attack, one of the natives of Mirror World, a kerflopple, came
running up; it is an alarm clock (the kind with bells on the top) with little
legs and arms. Muni smashed it with a rock. That's about what you need to know
for the rest of the story.}}

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Mon, 30 August 1999 08:37 PM EDT
From: Kaye

::Back in the living room, Twy sat down on a couch, a bit nervous.  As
Vincent and Willow still stared at the house::

::Willow's bottom lip started to quiver a bit, tears were on the edge of
getting the best of her, again.  She kept trying to push the image of her
sister being dead out of her mind, but it kept creeping back into her
thoughts.  She wished the thought would just go away, but she knew that until
she saw Rissa alive with her own eyes that it would be there.  Tears did over
come her, they started to come down her cheeks, slowly.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Tue, 31 August 1999 03:22 AM EDT
From: Karre

::Muni emerged from his shower, toweling himself dry.  He felt invigorated
from his earlier activities.  The groundskeeper, one of his most trusted
employees, had laid hands on Clarissa.  Muni spent the morning punishing him,
much to the glee of the butler Friedrich.  It would be interesting to see
Clarissa, now that she had time to calm down.  As Muni pulled his black
drawstring sweats on, he heard the dogs fussing.  None of the silent alarms
were going off, and no one was contacting him.  Since the dogs often fussed at
things, Muni ignored them and padded to Clarissa's room, thumbing the lock.::

"Hello, Little One.   Rolf has been chastized.  But, you know about that,
ja?"  ::Muni looked at one of the many large two-way mirrors in Clarissa's
room, currently transparent.  It looked into a small, tiled room, with what
remained of Rolf hanging from a chain.  Various parts of Rolf the gardener
were strewn about.   Muni touched a thumbprint-sensitive contol and the
window was a mirror again.  Muni spoke into a small meshed grid.::  "Berta,
please see that Rolf is disposed of."

::Muni walked about the room, speaking absently to Clarissa.::  "Rolf knew
better than to touch you.  You are *my* Little One.   I should have suspected
when he volunteered to bring your breakfast.  He was always so grabby.
Sometimes it was amusing,  but,  he was warned.  Ahh, he's been the
groundkeeper for over 10 years.  How shall we ever replace him?  Poor
Friedrich."  ::Muni chuckled.::  "He was so upset!   I did not take my time.
But, I was swift, as a favor to you.  Friedrich shall pout for a week."   
::The big blond german spoke as if he were discussing taking the allowance away from an
errant child, rather than taking the life away from a close employee.::

"So.  How are you this fine day, my Little One?"  ::He looked at her
appraisingly.  Although she had every possible comfort, Clarissa was still
not provided with any clothing other than his shirts.  Muni liked seeing his
Little One in his shirts.  So sweet and innocent, her bare legs and feet peeking
out from the shirt-tails, the collar loose about her throat and collar bone.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Tue, 31 August 1999 04:30 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>Since the dogs often fussed at things, Muni ignored them and padded to
>Clarissa's room, thumbing the lock.::

::Clarissa was curled up in a little ball on the futon mattress, still
shaking. She jumped as if startled when Muni entered.::

>"Hello, Little One.   Rolf has been chastized.  But, you know about that,
>ja?"  ::Muni looked at one of the many large two-way mirrors in Clarissa's
>room, currently transparent.  It looked into a small, tiled room, with what
>remained of Rolf hanging from a chain.

::Clarissa was turned away from that wall. She did not want to see it
anymore, it was horrible. Without saying a word, she just nodded to his
question.::

>Muni spoke into a small meshed grid.::  "Berta, please
>see that Rolf is disposed of."

Of course, Sir Hauser. ::came the reply over the intercom.::

>::Muni walked about the room, speaking absently to Clarissa.::  "Rolf knew
>better than to touch you.  You are *my* Little One.   I should have suspected
>when he volunteered to bring your breakfast.  He was always so grabby. 

He touched my shoulder, and told me I was pretty. I remember. ::Clarissa
replied with no emotion. No, better not show how disgusted she was with
Muni's inhuman behavior. If only he hadn't seen... the poor man didn't
deserve to die for such a simple thing.::

>Ahh, he's been the groundkeeper for over 10 years.  How shall we ever replace
>him?  Poor Friedrich."  ::Muni chuckled.::  "He was so upset!   I did not
>take my time.  But, I was
>swift, as a favor to you.  Friedrich shall pout for a week."

I'm sorry that the butler is disappointed. Thank you for making it swift. I
don't like to watch death as much as your staff does. ::Clarissa replied
quietly.::

>"So.  How are you this fine day, my Little One?"  ::He looked at her
>appraisingly.

I'm alright. Maybe later, I'll be able to keep some lunch down. You know how
the blood upsets my stomach. ::She kept her eyes on the floor.::

::There was a quiet, polite knock on the door.:: Sir? May I speak to you for
a minute? We seem to have some intruders in the home.

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Tue, 31 August 1999 04:37 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>She wished the thought would just go away, but she knew that until she saw
>Rissa alive with her own eyes that it would be there.  Tears did over come
>her, they started to come down her cheeks, slowly.::

::Pine just kept hugging her daughter and watching the house, saying
comforting spiritual phrases to herself in her head.::

::Enic stood near the hallway. He wrestled with the idea that Dagger had gone
in that house; he wanted to be in there too, doing what he could. But what
was the right thing to do?::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Wed, 01 September 1999 02:05 AM EDT
From: Karre

> ::Clarissa was curled up in a little ball on the futon mattress, still 
> shaking. She jumped as if startled when Muni entered.::

::Muni smiled a friendly greeting to her, his whole manner as if nothing out
of the ordinary had happened (for him, it hadn't).  Clarissa looked so sweet,
curled up like a child.::

> He touched my shoulder, and told me I was pretty. I remember. ::Clarissa
> replied with no emotion.

::Muni cocked his head, taking her lack of expression as sympathy for the
recently departed Rolf.::  "If you knew of Rolf's tastes, you would not be so
swift to mourn him.   I must tell you how he became our groundskeeper some
day."

> I'm sorry that the butler is disappointed. Thank you for making it swift. I
> don't like to watch death as much as your staff does. ::Clarissa replied
> quietly.::

::Muni waved a hand, dismissing the thanks.::  "You are welcome.  Why spend
time entertaining Friedrich,  when I could be spending time with my Little
One?"  ::He did not mention that Friedrich also derived entertainment by
watching Muni with Clarissa, via the many 2-way mirrors in the room.::

> I'm alright. Maybe later, I'll be able to keep some lunch down. You know how
> the blood upsets my stomach. ::She kept her eyes on the floor.::

"Ah, yes.  My Little One has delicate sensibilities."  ::Muni smiled fondly
as he sat down next to her.::  "But what shall we do before lunch, hmmm?"
::He ran a hand along the back of her neck, posing the questions he so
enjoyed asking.::  "What do you want, hmmm?  Who do you belong to?"

> ::There was a quiet, polite knock on the door.:: Sir? May I speak to you for
> a minute? We seem to have some intruders in the home.

::Muni glared at the door before replacing the scowl with his normal pleasant
expression.  If it was very important, intruders to be reckoned with, then he
needed to be informed.  If it was a determined salesperson or charity
collector, then the proper people needed to be punished for disturbing his
time with his Little One.  Leaving Clarissa, he thumbed the lock and left the
room.::  "Tell me."

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Wed, 01 September 1999 02:57 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>"If you knew of Rolf's tastes, you would not be so swift to mourn him.   I
>must tell you how he became our groundskeeper some day."

::Clarissa shuddered in response.:: I still do not like seeing it.

>::Muni smiled fondly as he sat down next to her.::  "But what shall we do
>before lunch, hmmm?"   ::He ran a hand along the back of her neck, posing the
>questions he so enjoyed asking.::  "What do you want, hmmm?  Who do you
>belong to?"

::How would she ever get out of this now? She was locked up in the man's
house. Was there any hope? And her birth control pills were back in Japan...
Clarissa held back a scream.:: I'm still feeling really sick. May we just sit
here for a little while? If it pleases you to do so, Sir, since I do belong
to you. I'll cuddle with you if that would make you happy. ::Give the baby
his bottle, maybe you can stall...::

>Leaving Clarissa, he thumbed the lock and left the room.::  "Tell me."

::Friedrich stood there with his usual excruciatingly calm expression on his
face.:: Sir, three fellows in what looks to be SWAT outfits have entered the
residence. They are armed.

::Clarissa crept up to the door to listen. She could barely hear what was
being said.::

(Friedrich) Their bulletproof vests are marked with the insignia S-O-P-I.
Gunter is doing a background check on such an organization. But we can safely
assume they have probably come for Little One.

::Inside the room, Clarissa put her hand to her mouth to stifle hysterical
laughter. They had come for her! They were going to rescue her! She was
getting out of this hell hole and going home!!!! Her mind almost overloaded
with the news.::

(Friedrich) Mimi has a bead on them, and she is not worried. But there might
be some gun play. I thought you would want to know, in case one of them gets
past her...or in case you'd like to... play... with them. ::An evil smile
spread across his face.::

::In the room, Clarissa ran and grabbed up the tray that her breakfast had
been brought to her on. When that blonde meatcake came back in, she was going
to clobber him over the head, then run like hell until she found her saviors.
They had come to save her!! Clarissa stood to one side of the door and waited
with a very hysterical, madly happy smile on her face.::

::In Kristoph's room, the full length mirror began to shake as sparkles of
light filtered out of it and onto the floor. They soon formed Dagger's body.
She laid there for a minute, catching her breath. The feeling had come back
into her legs and arm. Had the spell worked? Was she really inside Hauser's
home?::
::Dagger took another minute to get her bearings, and figure out whose voice
she was hearing out in the hall.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Fri, 03 September 1999 03:24 PM EDT
From: Karre

> ::Clarissa shuddered in response.:: I still do not like seeing it.

::Muni shrugged.::  "You knew the rules, as well.  But you let Rolf touch
you.  Watching his punishment was also your punishment."  ::His manner was
that he was explaining the obvious.::

> :: Clarissa held back a scream.:: I'm still feeling really sick. May we just sit
> here for a little while? If it pleases you to do so, Sir, since I do belong
> to you. I'll cuddle with you if that would make you happy.

"Cuddling is a nice beginning.  We shall start with cuddling."   ::Muni took
Clarissa on his lap, enveloping her slight frame with his.  It was obvious he
would not be satisifed with a mere cuddle.  The large German was very
familiar with Clarissa's body by now, well versed in which areas to work on
to prompt a response he wanted.   Large,  aggressive hands roamed with firm
familiarity as he nuzzled her neck.::

> ::Friedrich stood there with his usual excruciatingly calm expression on his
> face.:: Sir, three fellows in what looks to be SWAT outfits have entered the
> residence. They are armed.

::Muni grunted.  This was more serious than he expected.  He wondered if they
were espionage agents out to steal his brother's plans or blueprints on any
one of a dozen projects.  Maybe even Mimi herself.::

> (Friedrich) Their bulletproof vests are marked with the insignia S-O-P-I.
> Gunter is doing a background check on such an organization. But we can safely
> assume they have probably come for Little One.

::A frowned creased Muni's face.::  "You are correct.  This is a rescue
mission."

> (Friedrich) Mimi has a bead on them, and she is not worried. But there might
> be some gun play. I thought you would want to know, in case one of them gets
> past her...or in case you'd like to... play... with them. ::An evil smile
> spread across his face.::

"Ja, good work."  ::Muni nodded.  Ordinarily he would enjoy the exercise, but
he was concerned with the threat to his happinesss with his Little One.::
"Friedrich, do not permit the silly men to go further.   Kill them if they
cannot be captured.   I can always play at my leisure with any who survive.
Let us not take chances where the Little One is concerned, ja?"

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Fri, 03 September 1999 04:22 PM EDT
From: Laurel

>::Muni shrugged.::  "You knew the rules, as well.  But you let Rolf touch
>you.  Watching his punishment was also your punishment."

::Clarissa was near tears within seconds.:: I couldn't help it if he touched
my shoulder! I wasn't even looking; I was looking at the food he had brought.
It wasn't my fault. I was good.

>"Cuddling is a nice beginning.  We shall start with cuddling."   ::Muni took
>Clarissa on his lap, enveloping her slight frame with his.

::The more time that went by in this man's clutches, the more desperate
things became to Clarissa. She did not want to risk being impregnated by
him... but what choice did she have? He wouldn't let her go and he wouldn't
get her more birth control pills and he wouldn't take no for an answer. He
was a huge strong horrible mean person and sitting on his lap made Clarissa
shake with fear.::

>The large German was very familiar with Clarissa's body by now, well versed
>in which areas to work on to prompt a response he wanted.   Large,
>aggressive hands roamed with firm familiarity as he nuzzled her neck.::

::The shaking of Clarissa's body became more intense as she began to cry.::
Please stop. I just need some time to rest...

>"Friedrich, do not permit the silly men to go further.   Kill them if they
>cannot be captured.   I can always play at my leisure with any who survive.
>Let us not take chances where the Little One is concerned, ja?"

Of course, Sir. ::Friedrich replied. He bowed respectfully, then headed for
the stairs.::

::As he was walking down the stairs, several gun shots rang out from the
ground floor, then a man screamed in pain.:: Ah, Mimi is at work...

::In Kristoph's room, Dagger heard the shots, and the scream. She began to
ready herself for what she was prepared to do.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 11 September 1999 01:49 AM EDT
From: Karre

> ::Clarissa was near tears within seconds.:: I couldn't help it if he touched
> my shoulder! I wasn't even looking; I was looking at the food he had brought.
> It wasn't my fault. I was good.

"Shhh-shhh."  ::Muni stroked Clarissa's face.::  "No tears.  You and I both
know that you did not have to let Rolf get so close as to touch you.  I did
not see you move away from his hand.  No, you stood silently under his
touch."  ::Muni's pleasant expression clouded over.  He put his large hand on
Clarissa's shoulder, as if to wipe away any taint Rolf had put there.::  "It
is sad that you are not sorry.  I wonder...  I wonder if there were other
times that Rolf has touched you..."  ::Muni's eyes narrowed at that
thought.::

> :: He
> was a huge strong horrible mean person and sitting on his lap made Clarissa
> shake with fear.::

::Muni enjoyed her shivering,  It was very endearing to him.  Muni also
enjoyed making her shivers change from fear to desire.::

> ::The shaking of Clarissa's body became more intense as she began to cry.::
> Please stop. I just need some time to rest...

"This will relax you."  ::Muni's hands continued to explore under her shirt
as he nuzzled her neck.  He kissed her gently on her jawline.::  "You are
mine.  You will always be my Little One.  Tell me who you belong to."
::Although he preferred to pretend it wasn't there, Muni reached for
Clarissa's small fluffy tail.  He stroked it gently, knowing the calming
sensation it caused.::

> (Friedrich) ::As he was walking down the stairs, several gun shots rang out from the
> ground floor, then a man screamed in pain.:: Ah, Mimi is at work...

::Muni heard the gunshots as well.  He frowned with concern.  Perhaps he
should join Mimi.  But then that would leave his Little One alone.  He did
not dare take her downstairs with him;  the big German did not want her to be
harmed, or taken from him.  Yet he could not bear to leave her.   Surely he
was overreacting, but he could not take chances with his Little One.  After
an agonized moment of deliberation, Muni decided to stay upstairs with
Clarissa.  He could arm himself with what he and his brother Kristoph kept on
their floor.  He thumbed the lock to Clarissa's room and entered.::  "Little
One,  we must--"  ::Clarissa was not on the bed.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 11 September 1999 03:29 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>You and I both know that you did not have to let Rolf get so close as to
>touch you.  I did not see you move away from his hand.  No, you stood
>silently under his touch."

(Clarissa) I thought maybe you sent him in, that you allowed it. I thought I
was being good. ::Clarissa told him with desperation. To be out of this man's
favor could be a horror.::

>"It is sad that you are not sorry.  I wonder...  I wonder if there were other
>times that Rolf has touched you..."  ::Muni's eyes narrowed at that
>thought.::

No! He never has! When he brought the breakfast in, that was the first time I
ever saw him! ::Clarissa offered, sounding even more desperate.::

>"This will relax you."  ::Muni's hands continued to explore under her shirt
>as he nuzzled her neck.

::The thought that there was no safety net anymore, that she could get
pregnant from this brute's attentions, made Clarissa continue to sob and
squirm on his lap.:: I'm so tired... please let me lay down...

>"You are mine.  You will always be my Little One.  Tell me who you belong
>to."  ::Although he preferred to pretend it wasn't there, Muni reached for
>Clarissa's small fluffy tail.  He stroked it gently, knowing the calming
>sensation it caused.::

::Clarissa badly wanted to beat the man to a pulp at that moment. He knew how
to get the reaction he wanted; the soothing feelings a good tail-stroking
caused were completely involuntary. Clarissa did not want to be calm! She
wanted to get away! Muni was so cruel.::
::But it was working the way he wanted it to. Clarissa's shaking calmed a
bit. She relaxed noticeably, and told him what he wanted to hear. If she said
anything else, he would punish her.:: I belong to you. I am your Little One.

::This is when Friedrich knocked on the door.::

>He thumbed the lock to Clarissa's room and entered.::  "Little One,  we
>must--"  ::Clarissa was not on the bed.::

::The breakfast tray came down on Muni's head. It dented like an aluminum pie
plate. CLANG!:: Take that you-- ::Clarissa started to scream, then she
realized the tray was flimsy compared to Muni's hard, large head. She hadn't
expected that. Why couldn't they have expensive iron trays in this house?
This one was like a thin cookie sheet.::
::Clarissa stood there, only mere seconds had passed, but she felt like she
was standing at the base of a volcano waiting for it to explode. Her face
could not have been more surprised, or horrified. The dented tray hung from
her hands like an albatross. It screamed she did it! She really did strike
you!::

::Clarissa started to open her mouth to bumble through a string of extreme
apologies, realizing that her plan had failed, but she was interrupted. As
the door was still open, an object sailed through the air and bonked Muni in
the back of the head. It clattered to the floor by his feet.::
::It was a little clock with feet and arms. An alarm clock with a broken
face.::

::Across the street, the group watched through the windows as one of the SOPI
guards that had gone in the house came running out the front door of the
Hauser home. He was screaming:: She's a monster! Monster! The bullets don't
take her down! ARRRRRRRGH!

::The pack of guard dogs took off after him. He ran out the front gate
screaming, with many rottweilers tailing after him.::

(Enic) If he's running out of the house like a raving maniac, then things
can't be going well in there! That's it.
::He charged to the family's refrigerator, and found a big chunk of ground
beef thawing in there. That would take care of any guard dogs that might come
after him.:: I'm sorry to take your dinner, but I've got to do something.
::Enic opened the front door and ran out.:: I'm coming Stinkyheeeeeeead!

(Roland) Enic, wait! They'll kill you!

::Pine lunged after the boy.:: ENIC! Come back!

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 11 September 1999 05:13 AM EDT
From: Karre

> (Clarissa) I thought maybe you sent him in, that you allowed it. I thought I
> was being good. ::Clarissa told him with desperation. To be out of this man's
> favor could be a horror.::

::Muni shook his head sadly.::  "Nono.  Do not.  The rules are, no man shall
touch you.  What makes you think I would change that?  Do not answer, you are
disappointing me."  ::Muni said sternly.::

> No! He never has! When he brought the breakfast in, that was the first time I
> ever saw him! ::Clarissa offered, sounding even more desperate.::

"You are quick to deny it."  ::Muni said suspiciously.::

> ::The thought that there was no safety net anymore, that she could get 
> pregnant from this brute's attentions, made Clarissa continue to sob and
> squirm on his lap.:: I'm so tired... please let me lay down...

"Of course."  ::Muni murmured into her neck, lying down with her.::  "This is
nice, ja?"

> ::The breakfast tray came down on Muni's head. It dented like an aluminum pie
> plate. CLANG!:: Take that you-- ::Clarissa started to scream, then she 
> realized the tray was flimsy compared to Muni's hard, large head. She hadn't
> expected that. Why couldn't they have expensive iron trays in this house?
> This one was like a thin cookie sheet.::

::Muni stood still for a short, shocked moment.  Had his Little One really
tried to harm him?  After all his efforts to keep her safe?   Fists clenched,
blue eyes narrowed into slits, he slowly turned just his head to glare at
her, his face flushed with rage.::

> ::Clarissa stood there, only mere seconds had passed, but she felt like she
> was standing at the base of a volcano waiting for it to explode. Her face
> could not have been more surprised, or horrified. The dented tray hung from
> her hands like an albatross. It screamed she did it! She really did strike
> you!::

::Muni saw the surprised, horrified look on Clarissa's face, and the woefully
dented tray hanging limply in her hand.   His red face quivered.   A strange
tremor passed through his features.  With a sudden snort, Muni started to
laugh.  Such a look on her face!   He had never seen such a look!  And she
had thought she could hurt him, with that little tray!  Oh, she was
priceless!  Yes, she would be taken to task for her disobediance,  but later.

For now it was enough to laugh at this ridiculous scene.  Muni wiped a tear
from his eye.::

> ::Clarissa started to open her mouth to bumble through a string of extreme
> apologies, realizing that her plan had failed, but she was interrupted. As
> the door was still open, an object sailed through the air and bonked Muni in
> the back of the head. It clattered to the floor by his feet.::
> ::It was a little clock with feet and arms. An alarm clock with a broken
> face.::

::Still chuckling, Muni looked to the ground.  What else had the Little One
in store for him?::  "Huh?"  ::It was a little broken alarm clock.  Muni
looked at it for a confused second before smiling broadly and picking it
up.::  "Look, Little One!  I remember this little clock, or one like it.  It
was running around in little circles, crying out--"  ::Muni chortled,
remembering.::  "I threw the girls' panties on it... that was your cousin, the one
used as a model for Mimi.  This must be from Mimi,  I told Kristoph about the
funny little clock.  But no, she is downstairs..."   ::Muni snapped out of
his reverie and looked down the hall.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 11 September 1999 08:55 AM EDT
From: Kaye

<<I'm coming Stinkyheeeeeeead!>>

::As soon as Enic screamed it, Twy was hot on his heels:: "ENIC!!!
NOOOOOOOO!!!"::she ran after him::

<<(Roland) Enic, wait! They'll kill you!>>

<<::Pine lunged after the boy.:: ENIC! Come back!>>

::Willow saw her chance and took off after Enic and Twy::

::Vincent pulled Pine close to him to stop her from going out there
too:: "Roland will get them back!" ::He knew that if Roland didn't, him and
Pine were going after them!::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 11 September 1999 09:41 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>::Muni shook his head sadly.::  "Nono.  Do not.  The rules are, no man shall
>touch you.  What makes you think I would change that?  Do not answer, you are
>disappointing me."  ::Muni said sternly.::

But you never told me that... I never heard you say that... I thought it was
okay, I really did. ::Clarissa's eyes were full of fear, but she was not
lying. It showed in her eyes.::

>"You are quick to deny it."  ::Muni said suspiciously.::

It's because I am terrified of you. But I'm telling the truth. ::whimper::

>::Muni murmured into her neck, lying down with her.::  "This is nice, ja?"

Um... yeah... may I take a nap?

>Fists clenched, blue eyes narrowed into slits, he slowly turned just his head
>to glare at her, his face flushed with rage.::

::Recoiling, Clarissa whimpered:: I'm sorry.

>His red face quivered.   A strange tremor passed through his features.

::She had never seen such a look; what would he do next?!::

>With a sudden snort, Muni started to laugh.  Such a look on her face!

::Out of intense fear, Clarissa began to laugh in response, hysterically. She
felt her legs going all wobbly underneath her.::

>::Still chuckling, Muni looked to the ground.  What else had the Little One
>in store for him?::  "Huh?"

::Clarissa stared at the broken alarm clock with absolutely no recognition.
How many times had she gone into Mirror World with Dagger, maybe twice? It
wasn't something she had ever seen, with those little arms and legs.::

>"Look, Little One!  I remember this little clock, or one like it.  It was
>running around in little circles, crying out--"  ::Muni chortled,
>remembering.::

::When Muni turned to her with the clock in his hand, she cringed, ready to
be struck or worse.:: Gah! Uh... wh-where did it c-come from?

>"I threw the girls' panties on it...that was your cousin, the one
>used as a model for Mimi.

Dagger? ::She had not been told exactly what Muni had done to Dagger, but she
knew he had attacked her in some way.:: This came from Dagger?

>This must be from Mimi,  I told Kristoph about the funny little clock.  But
>no, she is downstairs..."   ::Muni snapped out of his reverie and looked down
>the hall.::

::It suddenly occurred to Clarissa that this could mean that Dagger was here!
Who else could bring a little walking clock into the real world? It must be
from Mirror World.
She looked down the hall.:: Dagger! Dagger? What is that... ::Clarissa backed
up two steps.::

::Dagger was, indeed, down the hall. She was standing outside Kristoph's
door, walking slowly toward Muni's side of the floor. But Dagger seemed quite
different than she had when Muni attacked her before. Her brown irises had
turned black. An icy cold wind began to fill the hallway. She was surrounded
by a black mist that was seeping out of the walls of his home. The mist grew
in size and darkness by every second.::
::Faces swirled in the mist. Faces that could be familiar to Muni. They
swirled in and out of shape, and they began to whisper.:: Murderer. What
would your mother say if she knew you killed me?

::Dagger's face was a mask of intensity. She was whispering too, to
herself.:: Time for you to end your quest, time for you to find your rest,
time for your order to come unhinged, time for the wronged to have revenge.
::Her eyes locked with Muni's.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 11 September 1999 09:55 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>::Vincent pulled Pine close to him to stop her from going out there too::

::Pine fought him.:: NO! My babies! They can't go in there!

>"Roland will get them back!"

::As he was saying this, Roland was running out the door and nearly tackling
Willow, getting her around the waist.:: Willow, no! Come back in the house!
You have no weapons against those people.

::Enic ran into the front yard of the Hauser home. There were a few
rottweilers still there; they jumped to their feet. Without stopping, Enic
threw the ground beef at them. The dogs followed their instincts and went for
the meat first.::
::He made it to the back door of the house. That was when he saw Twyla
running along right after him.:: Twyla! What are you doing here?! This is
dangerous!

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sat, 11 September 1999 11:56 AM EDT
From: Kaye

<<::Pine fought him.:: NO! My babies! They can't go in there!>>

::Tears finally took the best of him, he couldn't decide what to do, let Pine
run into danger, or let Pine save all their children::

<<::As he was saying this, Roland was running out the door and nearly
tackling Willow, getting her around the waist.:: Willow, no! Come back in the
house!  You have no weapons against those people.>>

::When Roland almost tackled Willow, her tears got the best of her and she
collapsed into his arms, crying:: "But...my...sister...Rissa....Enic...."

<<Twyla! What are you doing here?! This is dangerous!>>

::As Twy came to a halt, almost running into Enic...she noticed where she
was, the backyard.  Think quick, Twy!  Those damn dogs won't stay gone
forever!  That's when she had it!:: "Enic...that other guy this evening, that
was escorted into police custody... the one with the brown hair, that was this
bad dude's brother, right?"

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sun, 12 September 1999 12:33 AM EDT
From: Karre

> But you never told me that... I never heard you say that... I thought it was
> okay, I really did. ::Clarissa's eyes were full of fear, but she was not
> lying. It showed in her eyes.::

"Be silent."  ::Muni snapped.  The Little One always pushed, taking advantage
of his fondness for her.::  "You need to learn that I am not always so
indulgent.  You should not take advantage of your special treatment."

> >"You are quick to deny it."  ::Muni said suspiciously.::
>
> It's because I am terrified of you. But I'm telling the truth. ::whimper::

::Muni nodded, somewhat placated.  It was good that she was smart enough to
fear him.::  "That is good.   Although I shall not punish you like I did
Rolf,  I can chastise you in other ways.  You should not forget that."

> Um... yeah... may I take a nap?

"Later..."  ::Muni said, his hands busy.::

> ::Out of intense fear, Clarissa began to laugh in response, hysterically. She
> felt her legs going all wobbly underneath her.::

::This prompted more laughter from Muni.::  "Oh, you have been so bad!  What
a silly Little One!"

> Dagger? ::She had not been told exactly what Muni had done to Dagger, but she
> knew he had attacked her in some way.:: This came from Dagger?

"Aahhh yes, Dagger."  ::Muni remembered with great satisfaction his
experience in the Mirror World, how he had beaten Dagger, feeling her body
break under his hands.  Even though is wasn't real, it had been a vivid
experience.   More important than the beating,  he remembered how Dagger had
taught him how mere carresses could terrify more than a blow.  Muni had never
thought to combine sex with violence before Dagger.::  "It is because of
Dagger that I have you, Little One."

> ::It suddenly occurred to Clarissa that this could mean that Dagger was here!
> Who else could bring a little walking clock into the real world? It must be
> from Mirror World.
> She looked down the hall.:: Dagger! Dagger? What is that... ::Clarissa backed
> up two steps.::

::Muni grabbed Clarissa's small shoulders, pulling her behind him.   He did
not want her hurt or taken from him.::

> ::Dagger was, indeed, down the hall. She was standing outside Kristoph's
> door, walking slowly toward Muni's side of the floor. But Dagger seemed quite
> different than she had when Muni attacked her before. Her brown irises had
> turned black. An icy cold wind began to fill the hallway. She was surrounded
> by a black mist that was seeping out of the walls of his home. The mist grew
> in size and darkness by every second.::

::Muni paid less attention to the mist than to Dagger herself.  What was she
doing here?  How had she gotten past Mimi unscathed?  Perhaps she has slipped
by the fighting unnoticed.  Muni was outraged at the intrusion.   His face,
which held a pleasant expression even when mad, flushed red.  He openly
scowled at Dagger, revealing how angered he was.::  "Little miss, you are
unwise to be here alone.  You have made a sad day for the Little One.  She will
miss her cousin."

> ::Faces swirled in the mist. Faces that could be familiar to Muni. They
> swirled in and out of shape, and they began to whisper.:: Murderer. What
> would your mother say if she knew you killed me?

::Muni's rage was rapidly increasing.  He intended to make Dagger's death as
long, painful, and drawn out as possible.  At first the whispering irritated
him.  Then he realized the sounds were not coming from Dagger, but around
her.  Too angry to realize what it meant, he glared at the faces in the
mist.::  "Clever.  Little Miss is so very clever.   So clever she faces me by
herself."  ::He snatched the dented tray from Clarissa's hand and flung it
at Dagger, intending to disorient her more than hit her.::

> ::Dagger's face was a mask of intensity. She was whispering too, to
> herself.:: Time for you to end your quest, time for you to find your rest,
> time for your order to come unhinged, time for the wronged to have revenge.
> ::Her eyes locked with Muni's.::

::Muni decided Dagger must be addled.  No one would come at him in his home
by herself otherwise.  This was going to be so easy.   He smiled a cruel
sneer.::  "Say good-bye to your cousin, Little One."

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sun, 12 September 1999 01:27 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>"Be silent."  ::Muni snapped.

::Clarissa gave one last whimper before shutting up.::

>Although I shall not punish you like I did Rolf,  I can chastise you in other
>ways.  You should not forget that."

I will try not to forget. ::she asserted in a frightened voice::

>::This prompted more laughter from Muni.::  "Oh, you have been so bad!  What
>a silly Little One!"

::Clarissa's hysterical laughter turned into terrified tears.:: Please don't
hurt me.

>"It is because of Dagger that
>I have you, Little One."

Huh? ::Clarissa did not, and could not, understand that comment. But at this
point it did not matter anymore.::

>::Muni grabbed Clarissa's small shoulders, pulling her behind him.

::She was frightened of everything going on around her. Clarissa knew that
Dagger and her family were Magic users for many years, but she had never seen
Dagger do anything like this. Still, she'd rather be with Dagger than Muni.
Clarissa tried to wiggle out of his grasp.::

>"Little miss, you are unwise to be he alone.  You have made a sad day for the
>Little One.  She will
>miss her cousin."

::Clarissa struggled a little harder to get him to let go of her.:: No! I
won't let you kill her! Please don't kill her... ::she sobbed with fright::

::Dagger spoke in a voice that was not her own, and still, her own female
voice went right on chanting as the deeper voice spoke.:: We are no longer
afraid of you, Muni Hauser.

>"Clever.  Little Miss is so very clever.   So clever she faces me by
>herself."

I am not alone. ::Dagger said in her own voice. And even as she said these
words, her chanting continued. The whispering coming out of the mist became
just a little louder.::

>::He snatched the dented tray from Clarissa's hand and flung it
>at Dagger, intending to disorient her more than hit her.::

::A skeletal black hand made of mist, ten times larger than a normal human
hand, sprang out of the mist and knocked the tray to one side before it could
strike Dagger. Clarissa yelped in surprise.::

>He smiled a cruel sneer.::  "Say good-bye to your cousin, Little One."

No! ::Clarissa sobbed. She openly tried to wrench her body from his grasp.::
I won't let you kill her! She came here to save me.

::A mischievous smile spread slowly across Dagger's face. She again spoke in
her own voice, while the chanting continued, and the whispering became even
more intrusive on Muni's thoughts.:: You have much negative power here, Muni
Hauser. That happens when you make your home a human slaughterhouse. But what
you don't know is that others can tap into that power as well as you. They
can use it against you.
I have a message from someone you know.
::Dagger's eyes instantly turned bright green as her posture became straight
and proper. The look on her face would be very familiar to Muni.:: Muni
Hauser! ::she bellowed in his own father's voice:: You did not alphabetize
the canned goods correctly! B-R comes before B-U! You will not be father's
good boy until you fix it! ::spoken in perfect German, although Dagger did
not know a word of it::

::Clarissa muttered:: Oh my God...

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sun, 12 September 1999 01:42 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>::When Roland almost tackled Willow, her tears got the best of her and she
>collapsed into his arms, crying:: "But...my...sister...Rissa....Enic...."

::Roland walked her back into the house, stroking her hair.:: It's allright,
they'll be okay. They will get out of there okay. There isn't anything you
can do; you have no weapons. Stay with your mom so she won't go in the house.
You have to keep your mom from going in there, okay?
::Ro thought that if he could get the girls calmed down, he could go into the
house and tap into a part of himself that had laid dormant for many years.
Whatever it took to get the kids out of that house.::

::Pine was still struggling to get out of Vincent's arms. Her struggling was
not aggressive, though, because she refused to hurt him in the process.::
Vincent, they'll be helpless in there. ::She saw Ro bringing Willow back.
Pine immediately began sobbing.:: Willow! ::She opened her arms.::

>::As Twy came to a halt, almost running into Enic...she noticed where she
>was, the backyard.  Think quick, Twy!  Those damn dogs won't stay gone
>forever! 

::Around the other side of the house, the dogs began fighting over the ground
meat, causing even more dogs to join the fighting to defend the instinctual
rank of the first dogs.::

{{Karre told me lotsa neat stuff about dog behavior. :) }}

>"Enic...that other guy this evening, that was escorted into police
>custody...the one with the brown hair, that was this bad dude's brother,
>right?"

(Enic) The brown-haired dude with the fancy cane? Yeah, he was this guy's
brother. But what does that have to do with anything?! Do you know what
they'll do to you if you go in there?!

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Sun, 12 September 1999 01:53 AM EDT
From: Kaye

<<Stay with your mom so she won't go in the house. You have to keep your mom
from going in there, okay?>>

::All Willow could do at this point was nod her head between sobs.  She
wanted so much to be with Rissa!  Her sister!  She missed her so much... the
ice cream that they were going to go and get this evening... chatting over
things...she just wanted her sister back!::

<<Willow! ::She opened her arms.::>>

::Willow ran into her mother's arms:: "I'm sorry, mommy!  I won't run again!
I promise!"

<<But what does that have to do with anything?! Do you know what they'll do
to you if you go in there?!>>

::Twy closed her eyes and concentrated on Kristoph's face.  Then his
body... shortly, after a few seconds, she had shape-shifted into a perfect
image of Kristoph.  As she spoke, she even had his accent down:: "As you were
saying???  But, there is one drawback...well, more than one.  One, I don't
know how this guy talks, you know, like does he call his brother bro or Muni?
And, another thing... when those dogs get back, they can sense that I am not
Kristoph.  Oh, and one last thing, Enic, if I do this for too long... I'll
start to shapeshift parts of me with parts of Kristoph till I pass out.  That
about covers it."

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Mon, 13 September 1999 06:57 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>::Willow ran into her mother's arms::"I'm sorry, mommy!  I won't run again!
>I promise!"

::Pine kissed Willow on the head repeatedly, hugging her.:: Mwa! That boy of
*mwa* mine! How could *mwa* he do that? *mwa* He doesn't *mwa* have any
weapons! *mwa*
It's okay Willow, it's okay. *mwa* Just don't you go running in there too.
*mwa*

::Roland looked out the window again. He spotted a man in one of the windows,
trying to hide behind a curtain, and holding a very large gun.:: Cripes.
They're onto us. We can't go in that front yard now; there's a guy in a front
window with a gun. The kids will have to take care of themselves. If we ran
over there now, we'd just be picked off, and that won't help the kids.
They've got good instincts... and so does Morgan. I think they'll make it.

::Pine nodded, rocking her daughter in her arms.:: They'll be okay. They'll
be okay. *mwa*

::The nice German couple brought them some tissues. They both wondered if
they should call the German police; things didn't seem to be going well.::

>::Twy closed her eyes and conentrated on Kristoph's face.  Then his
>body...shortly after a few seconds, she had shape shifted into a perfect
>image of Kristoph.

GAH! ::Enic covered his mouth.:: How'd you do that?! ::he asked in a quieter
voice::

>One, I don't know how this guy talks, you know, like does he call his
brother
>bro or Muni? 

Try Muni. It can't be wrong; his name *is* Muni. ::helpless shrug, he hoped
that would work::

>Oh, and one last thing, Enic, if I do this for too long...I'll start to
>shapeshift parts of me with parts of Kristoph till I pass out.  That about
>covers it."

Then let's hurry. You pretend to be Kristoph, and you've caught me intruding
on the property. Tell them you want to see Clarissa Wolf. Maybe we can fool
Muni long enough to get her out of the house.

::The back door suddenly opened. A thin stone-faced German man with a gun was
standing there.:: Master Kristoph! I did not see you arrive at home. We saw
two intruders run into the yard on the outer cameras. You have caught the
male intruder! Your brother will be happy to see you; we've had a busy
afternoon.

::Enic played like he was going to run away.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Tue, 14 September 1999 02:46 AM EDT
From: Karre

> I will try not to forget. ::she asserted in a frightened voice::

::This seemed to mollify the big German and he returned to his habitual
pleasant expression.::

> ::Clarissa's hysterical laughter turned into terrified tears.:: Please don't
> hurt me.

::Muni continued laughing.  Clarissa was so funny!  His German accent became
thicker as he tried to speak in between gasps for breath.::  "Vas, did you
sink I vould revard your impertinance?   Oh so silly!  Of course you shall be
punished.  Not now.  Later."

> Clarissa tried to wiggle out of his grasp.::

::This only prompted Muni to hold her shoulders tighter.::

> ::Clarissa struggled a little harder to get him to let go of her.:: No! I
> won't let you kill her! Please don't kill her... ::she sobbed with fright::

"Little One, if she did not wish to be killed, she would not be here."
::Muni explained patiently, trying to hlep Clarissa understand.::

> ::Dagger spoke in a voice that was not her own, and still, her own female
> voice went right on chanting as the deeper voice spoke.:: We are no longer
> afraid of you, Muni Hauser.

"That is nice.   You shall die all the same."  ::Muni spat at her.  He then
did a double-take, wondering if he were hearing correctly.  There was
something odd about her voice.::

> I am not alone. ::Dagger said in her own voice. And even as she said these
> words, her chanting continued. The whispering coming out of the mist became
> just a little louder.::

::Muni slitted his eyes.  She did not have time to set up projectors, so the
mist was not from holograms.  Perhaps she was using a special smoke bomb.   She
had come to take his Little One, so he doubted Dagger would use something that
would damage her.  So the smoke was either misdirection or cover for others
behind her.  From her cryptic comment Muni was ready to believe the latter.::

> ::A skeletal black hand made of mist, ten times larger than a normal human
> hand, sprang out of the mist and knocked the tray to one side before it could
> strike Dagger. Clarissa yelped in surprise.::

::Muni glared at Dagger.  He almost asked her how she had done that, but
caught himself.  He would find out about her little tricks later.  For now he
had to deal with this impertinant intruder and her helpers.::

> No! ::Clarissa sobbed. She openly tried to wrench her body from his grasp.::
> I won't let you kill her! She came here to save me.

::Muni still held her firmly in his hands, giving her a very patient look.::
"Then don't you see?  I *must* kill her.   I must kill anyone who would try
to take my Little One away."  ::He considered something.::  "You are not safe
here.  Back to your room..."  ::He gave a forceful push to the doorway.::

::As Dagger spoke, Muni searched the hall for possible weapons.  He cursed
himself for not being more prepared.::

> ::Dagger's eyes instantly turned bright green as her posture became straight
> and proper. The look on her face would be very familiar to Muni.:: Muni
> Hauser! ::she bellowed in his own father's voice:: You did not alphabetize
> the canned goods correctly! B-R comes before B-U! You will not be father's
> good boy until you fix it! ::spoken in perfect German, although Dagger did
> not know a word of it::

::Muni turned slowly around, a look of utter disbelief on his face.  It was
suddenly replaced by an ugly scowl.::  "Where did you hear that?  WHERE DID
YOU HEAR THAT?!"  ::Muni, in his anger, was yelling in German.  His fist were
clenched tightly, his arms shaking.::  "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!"

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Tue, 14 September 1999 03:32 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>"Little One, if she did not wish to be killed, she would not be here."
>::Muni explained patiently, trying to hlep Clarissa understand.::

No, she just came here to rescue me! ::Clarissa sobbed, as if this would make
some sort of difference.::

>::Muni still held her firmly in his hands, giving her a very patient look.::
>"Then don't you see?  I *must* kill her.   I must kill anyone who would try
>to take my Little One away."

Nooooooo! She's my cousin, I love my cousin! Don't kill Dagger! ::Clarissa
begged.::

>::He considered something.::  "You are not safe here.  Back to your room..."
>::He gave a forceful push to the doorway.::

No! ::Clarissa quickly slammed the door shut before he could push her in
there, then stood infront of the thumb lock.:: I want to go home with Dagger!

>::Muni turned slowly around, a look of utter disbelief on his face.  It was
>suddenly replaced by an ugly scowl.::  "Where did you hear that?  WHERE DID
>YOU HEAR THAT?!"  ::Muni, in his anger, was yelling in German.  His fist were
>clenched tightly, his arms shaking.::  "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!"

::Dagger's eyes narrowed. With that green cast to them, they looked just like
Muni's own father's eyes. She bellowed back at him in German.:: How dare you
talk to your father in such a tone! Muni Hauser, have you gone soft?! You
allow a scrawny little girl to rule your head?! You would jeopardize your own
life for a mutant girl with average looks?! You are not my son! Dispose of
these two girls are start acting like the Muni I raised!

::Her right hand open, a small reflective ball began to grow in it, floating
there. It looked like a marble made of mirror glass. The black mist fed it.
It grew bigger. A sound like a very quiet, building scream filled the air to
join the other sounds.::

::Clarissa was still trying to wrench her arm out of Muni's grasp. His hand
was like a vice!::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Tue, 14 September 1999 08:38 AM EDT
From: Kaye

<<It's okay Willow, it's okay. *mwa* Just don't you go running in there too.
*mwa*>>

::Willow turned her eyes towards her
mother:: "But...Enic...and...that...girl...Twy?...and...Rissa!
Got...to...save..."::she was trying hard to get the words out between her
tears, but she couldn't finish the sentence before falling into tears in her
parents arms::

<<They'll be okay. They'll be okay. *mwa*>>

::Vincent hugged Pine and Willow closer to himself.  He flashed a thank you
look at Roland for getting Willow back inside the house::

<<How'd you do that?! ::he asked in a quieter voice::>>

::Twy shifted uneasily on one foot:: "It's...um, a..."::she had always been
told by her mother that it was a curse, but now she believed it to be a gift,
a gift that may save your ass!:: "...gift, a power.  It comes from my father,
my birth father." ::Maybe I can use it for good, not evil like him::

<<Maybe we can fool Muni long enough to get her out of the house.>>

(Twy)"Should I tell them that you are her brother, or keep that part a
secret?"

<<Master Kristoph! I did not see you arrive at home.>>

::Twy almost jumped out of her skin when the man said Master.  Master of
what???  She knew he meant the house, but what else?::

<<You have caught the male intruder! Your brother will be happy to see you;
we've had a busy afternoon.>>

(Twy)"Ah, yes, the male.  I did not see where the female went to."

<<::Enic played like he was going to run away.::>>

(Twy)"Now, now!  There will be none of that, you hear?!" ::she pretended to
hold his wrists tighter:: "I would like to see my brother now.  Where is he?"

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Tue, 14 September 1999 11:41 PM EDT
From: Laurel

>::Willow turned her eyes towards her
>mother::"But...Enic...and...that...girl...Twy?...and...Rissa!
>Got...to...save..."

(Pine) Hon, you don't have any weapons. They have guns! I know you want to
help, but they'll just shoot you and I don't want my Willow shot.

>::Twy shifted uneasily on one foot::"It's...um, a..."::she had always been
>told by her mother that it was a curse, but now she beleived it to be a gift,
>a gift that may save your ass!::"...gift, a power.

(Enic) You can make yourself look like other people?! Wow, that *will* come
in handy! ::His family was peppered with psy powers; this was a surprise to
Enic, but it did not shock and horrify him like the news would have done to
some people.::

>(Twy)"Should I tell them that you are her brother, or keep that part a
>secret?"

Keep it a secret! No, wait, they'll be expecting her family to try to save
her. I don't know! Just don't say anything, and hope that they don't ask.

>(Twy)"Ah, yes, the male.  I did not see where the female went to."

(Enic) She ran away! I hope you never catch her.

::The man who had met Kristoph at the door quickly sent some guards outside
to look for Twy.::

>"I would like to see my brother now.  Where is he?"

Ah, he is upstairs with the Little One. Perhaps you should take your prisoner
upstairs and lock him up. The two of you can "take care" of him later, when
Master Muni is unoccupied. ::dark chuckle::

No no no no! You let me and Clarissa go! ::Enic pretended to struggle with
Twy/Kristoph.::

::The guard laughed again.:: So fiesty. The Masters of the house so enjoy the
ones who protest and scream. ::He led the way into the main foyer of the
house.::

::Morgan was lying unconscious near the closest wall. Blood trickled from a
wound on his head, where he had been smacked with the butt of a gun. The
guards knew how much the Masters would want to "play" with the leader of this
group of intruders, and Morgan was obviously the leader, with his lighter
colored SWAT-like uniform.:: 
::The one SOPI guard that had run away seemed to be the lucky one. Mimi was
toying with what remained of the other SOPI guard. Part of him lay on the
floor, while the other part was speared on the end of Mimi's metal claws. She
looked up when "Kristoph" entered.:: Master Kristoph! You are home!
::Dropping her toy, Mimi ran over to give "Kristoph" a hug and a kiss.::

::Enic stared in horror at what the construct had done.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Wed, 15 September 1999 05:04 AM EDT
From: Kaye

<<(Pine) Hon, you don't have any weapons. They have guns! I know you want to
help, but they'll just shoot you and I don't want my Willow shot.>>

::Willow could only nod in agreement with her mother as she watched the house
next door:: "Let them be ok." ::she silently prayed for the safe return of all
of them::

<<(Enic) You can make yourself look like other people?! Wow, that *will* come
in handy! >>

::Twy could only smile at him, she was happy that he didn't ask too many
questions about it and it seemed like he thought of it as a gift too::

<<Just don't say anything, and hope that they don't ask.>>

(Twy)"Ok, as far as I, Kristoph, knows, you haven't said who you are!"

<<The two of you can "take care" of him later, when Master Muni is
unoccupied. ::dark chuckle::>>

::Twy let out a chuckle too:: "Ah, yes, we can have *fun* with this one later.
Teach him what breaking and entering can *really* get him!"

<<No no no no! You let me and Clarissa go! ::Enic pretended to struggle with
Twy/Kristoph.::>>

::Twy only pretended to grab him tighter:: "So, you know who the Little One
is?  Who my brother has taken a fancy too?  Well, well..."

<<::Morgan was lying unconscious near the closest wall.>>

::Twy noticed Morgan.  She wished that she could help him, but she knew that
if she did, she would blow her cover right now::

<<Master Kristoph! You are home!>>

::Twy wanted to scream, Yuk!  Get away from me!  She knew that she couldn't,
she had to play along with the game if she wanted to live, and wanted Enic to
live.  She gave Mimi a kiss back on one cheek:: "Yes, I am *home*.  And, it
feels good to be home.  I see, you have a plaything.  Maybe later on, you
would like to play with this?  After Muni and me are through with him?" ::Twy
showed Mimi Enic, but she kept him far enough away that Mimi
hopefully wouldn't get her claws into him.  God!  What have we done?  What
have we walked into here?::

<<::Enic stared in horror at what the construct had done.::>>

::Twy was also staring in horror, but she did not let it show:: "I think I
want to see Muni now.  I want to show him our *new* play thing...and if you
get your *claws* into that female that was in the yard also, you can go ahead
and do with her what you will." ::Twy hoped that this would work, with them
searching for her, and this chic who looked alot like Dagger, but with claws,
they would all be to busy to notice whatever means Enic and her had to
use to get out of the house with Clarissa in one piece::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Wed, 15 September 1999 05:56 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>"Let them be ok."::she silently prayed for the safe return of all of them::

::Pine continued holding her daughter and rocking her, refusing to let her go
because she was afraid she would run out of the house again.::
::His hand clenched into a fist, Roland kept watching out the window. He
didn't want to be a casualty or a liability, but he did want to get the kids
out of that house.::

>::Twy let out a chuckle too:: "Ah, yes, we can have *fun* with this one later.
>Teach him what breaking and entering can *really* get him!"

The hell you will! ::Enic continued to pretend he was struggling to get free
of "Kristoph," although most of it was overacting to make it look good.::

>"So, you know who the Little One is?  Who my brother has taken a fancy too?
>Well, well..."

She is my sister! My twin.

::Mimi giggled.:: He's a good one to capture, then. Good work Master! Little
One would do *anything* to keep her own twin alive! Take him upstairs and
show Master Muni! ::she hopped up and down excitedly:: He will be so pleased.

>::Twy noticed Morgan.  She wished that she could help him, but she knew that
>if she did, she would blow her cover right now::

::Enic made a mental note to help Morgan once they got Clarissa out of the
house. But how?::

>::Twy wanted to scream, Yuk!  Get away from me!

::Completely unaware that this was not Kristoph, Mimi hugged him tight and
kissed his cheek loudly.:: MWA! Oh, I should be careful not to get any blood
on my Master's suit. ::She stood back with her arms behind her, hanging on
Kristoph's every word.::

>I see, you have a plaything.  Maybe later on, you would like to play with
>this?  After Muni and me are through with him?"

Could I?! He's cute! ::Mimi tickled Enic's chin.::

::Enic recoiled with a grunt of disgust... and a bit of fear. The Dagger
look-alike obviously had the power to slice him to pieces.::

>if you get your *claws* into that female that was in the yard also, you can
>go ahead and do with her what you will."

Goodie! ::Mimi jumped up and down and clapped her hands.:: I've never killed
a woman before. Well, there was that stewardess... but Master Muni did all
the work. I can't wait to have one to play with of my very own! 

(Guard) I will send some more men out to catch the other person who came in
here, another one of these SOPI guards. He ran out screaming. Can't have a
hysterical man running the streets, now can we?
You go on upstairs, Master Kristoph. Tell your brother we about have things
under control down here.

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Wed, 15 September 1999 06:16 AM EDT
From: Kaye

<< He will be so pleased.>>

::Twy let out a chuckle:: "Ah, yes, the Little One would do anything to keep
him *alive*.  Too bad he won't stay that way."

<<MWA! Oh, I should be careful not to get any blood on my Master's suit.>>

::Twy wanted to scream out, but How can I?  If I do, I blow this whole thing
and *I* get us killed!  And, master?  This Kristoph is the *master* of that
thing???:: "That's quite alright.  A little blood never killed anyone," ::Think
again, Twy!  It might just kill you!::

<<Could I?! He's cute! >>

::Twy wanted to scream out, NO!  But, she again, stayed quiet.  She would do
what she could to get them all out of here, ALIVE::"Yes, later on, after Muni
and I have had our *fun* with him, you can have your *fun* with him!"

<<I can't wait to have one to play with of my very own! >>

::Twy thought Thank God you will never find her!  She's closer than you
think!  Twy just smiled at Mimi:: "You would like that, hm?  A female all your
own to play with?  Well, they find her, she is *yours*."

<<Can't have a hysterical man running the streets, now can we?>>

(Twy)"No, we can't.  A hysterical man on the loose?  No, can't have that."

<<You go on upstairs, Master Kristoph. Tell your brother we about have things
under control down here.>>

(Twy)"Ah, yes." ::Twy wondered just which way the stairs were!::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Wed, 15 September 1999 06:32 AM EDT
From: Laurel

>"Ah, yes, the Little One would do anything to keep him *alive*.  Too bad he
>won't stay that way."

::Enic scowled and fake-struggled some more. Twy was good at this! The evil
dudes were buying it.::

>"That's quite alright.  A little blood never killed anyone,"

Not anyone else's blood. But having your own blood on your clothes, now that
has killed some. ::Mimi joked, and giggled, looking for approval from her
Master for her quip.::

>"Yes, later on, after Muni and I have had our *fun* with him, you can have
>your *fun* with him!"

Yay! ::clapping her hands:: Don't be too hard on his face; I would like him
to still be cute when I get him. If that is allright with you, Master.

::Again, Enic looked quite horrified. Please don't let us get caught please
don't let us get caught please don't let us get caught... ::

>Twy just smiled at Mimi:: "You would like that, hm?  A female all your own to
>play with?  Well, they find her, she is *yours*."

::Mimi squealed with delight. She had been built and programmed for torture
and killing; it made her day.:: I wonder what I can do to her pretty face
before she passes out... the possibilities are endless...

>(Twy)"Ah, yes."::Twy wondered just which way the stairs were!::

{{LOL!}}

::As "Kristoph" turned to find the stairs, Mimi reached over to stroke the
back of his neck. She mooned over her beloved master. Her nose twitched.::
Master! You have been cuddling with a woman! You smell of her perfume.
::giggle:: Was she a fun time? If I am good today, will you cuddle with me
too, like we did back at the base in Japan? ::she asked quietly:: If I am
your good little Mimi, hm? ::scratching the back of his neck::

::When Mimi mentioned the perfume, Enic looked horrified for a second, as if
he was afraid they had just been caught.::

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Wed, 15 September 1999 06:58 AM EDT
From: Kaye

<< But having your own blood on your clothes, now that has killed some.
::Mimi joked, and giggled, looking for approval from her Master for her
quip.::>>

::Twy let out a chuckle, when she really wanted to scream::

<<Don't be too hard on his face; I would like him to still be cute when I get
him. If that is allright with you, Master.>>

(Twy)"Oh, yes...we can spare his face...and *other* parts."

<<I wonder what I can do to her pretty face before she passes out... the
possibilities are endless...>>

::Twy just thought Let us get out of this ALIVE!  If we don't, what that
thing will do to me!::

<<Mimi reached over to stroke the back of his neck. She mooned over her
beloved master. Her nose twitched.:: Master! You have been cuddling with a
woman! You smell of her perfume.>>

<<Was she a fun time?>>

::Twy wanted to recoil from her touch!  But, she knew she couldn't:: "Ah, yes,
I was and yes, she was *fun*!" ::Twy didn't like this dark side of her that
was shining through right now, Where is this coming from?::

<<If I am good today, will you cuddle with me too, like we did back at the
base in Japan?>>

::Twy thought Oh MY GOD!!!  She wants to have sex with me???  Oh shit!:: "Um,
yes...we may have time for that."

<<If I am your good little Mimi, hm? ::scratching the back of his neck::>>

::Twy wanted to run screaming out into the streets and join that man who did
that, but she knew that she had to stay focused.  Finally, I know her
name!:: "Ah, yes, Mimi, we might have time for all of that."

Subject: Re: SOPI 2290: The Factory
Date: Wed, 15 September 1999 10:31 PM EDT
From: Laurel

>(Twy)"Oh, yes...we can spare his face...and *other* parts."

::Mimi let out a naughty giggle as she eyed Enic up and down.:: Thank you
Master. I will be a very good Mimi so I may receive my reward.

::At that moment Enic thanked his lucky stars that this *wasn't* really
Kristoph with him.::

>"Ah, yes, Mimi, we might have time for all of that."

::It seemed like Master Kristoph was being distant. This did not bother Mimi
at all, because she knew he detested dirtiness. He did not want to show her
affection while she was still splattered with blood.:: Allright Master. I
will be your *clean* Mimi after the work is done. ::she smiled brightly::

::They needed to get Clarissa out of here! These people were absolutely
psychotic! Where was Dagger? How could they get Morgan out of here? Enic
tried to calm himself down; he had to think. First things first--where are
the stairs?::
::Enic started to yell and struggle, pulling "Kristoph" toward the large main
hallway. He was actually looking for the stairs. A peek around the wall and
he had found them.:: No, no, don't take me up those stairs! Those stairs
right there! Right there on the other side of this wall...

::Mimi waved.:: See you later, darling.

to be continued...