"Sierra, I don't see why I should be here."  Mack was forced to tag along to visit The Tribe.  He was really nervous, he had no idea what he was getting himself into."You have to be here because you're involved in this whole mess now.  We need to get to the bottom of this."  She wanted to know how she couldh have had a child and not know about it.  This was the worse kind of betrayal that she could think of!"I will jus twait here for you two to ask your questions."  Xavier really didn't want to be here either but he knew that it was necessary.  He was curious to know why Sierra didn't remember but he also didn't want to be the focus of her wrath when she got her answers."Oh no you don't, you are all going to be there!  You both are being babies.  Now lets get going."  She was getting very irritated by the passing minute.Xavier finally caved in.  "Ladies go first."Sierra took the lead and a

Once Mack and Sierra arrived at the station, they were greeted by the media.  Reporters began to swarm them, some of them were accusing her of having Brent Cummings kill Dwight Bryans!  It didn't matter if it was true or not, they smelled fresh meat!"I have no comment for anybody."  Sierra said as she bulldozed her way through the mob of microphones and tape recorders.  Once she was safely inside the building, she turned to Mack.  "How could anybody possibly think that I could have somebody killed?""Anyone that has a soul knows that you wouldn't, nor couldn't have someone killed but reporters don't have souls remember.  Besides they don't rely on facts to spin their stories."  Mack said as he laid a reassuring hand on her shoulder.  "Let's get this over with, okay?"She nodded her head as they walked down the hall to the crime scene.  He couldn't help but to ask Sierra about Xavier.  "So...what's going on betwe

Xavier was watching a show on TV, but he had no idea what the name of it was or what the show was even about.  His thoughts kept drifting back to Sierra.  He loved her and didn't want to lose her, but he has also waited so long for their union that it was excruciating to let her go.  He hasn't talked to her or seen her in two days.  He's even gone as far as to block the telepathink link that they shared.  The less he has ot do with her the eaiser it will be for him.  At least that's what he kept telling himself.  He ached for her every minute of every day that he's not near her.He was dragged out of his thoughts and back to reality s a news bulletin flashed across the screen.  THERE HAS BEEN ANOTHER BODY DISCOVERED.  THE IDENTITY HAS BEEN WITHELD AT THIS TIME.  THE AUTHORITIES SAY THAT THIS MAY BE ANOTHER VICTIM OF THE GOD FO TORTURE, WHOM THEY ALREADY HAVE IN CUSTODY!That BASTARD!  Xavier had a feeling

It didn't take Xavier long to detain the second intruder and he needed to keep this one alive to question him.  After spending twenty minutes of questioning, Xavier didn't get much out of th eprisoner.  He was losing time so he decided to go another round of interrogating.  This time he would make the guy talk!  "Who is trying to hurt Sierra Ryans?""I don't know what you are talking about.  I know nothing.""Oh really?  Well we sill just have to see about that."  Xavier slowly circled aroudn his prisoner and darkness began to engulf them.  Soon all the prisoner saw was a pair fo red blazing eyes.  It was the most horrifying sight he's ever seen!"OKAY, OKAY!  It was Dwight Bryans, he had set this whole thing up.""When did he set this up?"  Xavier continued to circle the prisoner. "Mr. Bryans had come to our offices about two months ago and paid up in advance to come to this address on t

Due to over-crowding Brent was moved to the nearest federal penitentiary, which happens ot be Sparrow's Nest.  He wasn't too keen on gibing up his freedom, but what could he do?  As soon as he got off the bus and entered the front gates he knew that he'd be in a fight either on his first day or within his first week.  When he finally made it to his cell he was greeted by his cell mate.  This guy was at least 7'3", he had very broad shoulders and a glare that could burn a hole through steel."What are you in here for and who the hell are you?"  The prisoner would have been intimidating had Brent not been evil himself."Well not that it's any of your business but I'm here for serial killing and my name is Brent Cummings."  Brent answered, ready for action!"Nice to meet you Brent, I have heard so much about you.  It is an honor to have you as my cell mate!  OH, by the way my name is Michael Chaville aka Brik Wall."  He