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11: Steel-Klein – ‘Emergency’

Clark Klein (Vampire), Morrigan Hemlock (Vampire), Asha Steel (Vampire), Emma Steel (Teen), Julian Steel (Teen)

Paula Novak walked briskly through the sodden backyard of the Steel-Klein household, leaves sticking to the bottom of her boots. It was a typical autumn day in Aperture. A rainy morning had left a dense fog hanging long into the afternoon, giving everything an unseemly sheen of moisture. It was like walking through soup.

Paula was determined to make the best of her situation. She wasn’t going to allow Stefan to rot in jail and she sure as hell wasn’t going to let Lola lord over here like a puppet master. Paula had hoped that if she appealed to the crime syndicate’s leader and come forward with the information, he would be apt to make a deal.

Unfortunately, Paula couldn’t get past his vampire bodyguard, Morrigan. She continually refused to allow Paula an audience with Clark, even under these desperate circumstances. Paula was getting tired of the run around.

“Look, I’m done with this, okay?” Paula snapped, too angry to care that she was staring down the barrel of a figurative gun. “I’m not letting anyone jerk me around. I’ll figure something out on my own.”

Paula turned to leave, a small prickle of fear running up her spine as she did so. It was gutsy to turn your back on a vampire, but Paula was beyond the point of caring.

“Wait,” Morrigan called out, causing Paula to stop just before the door.

What happened next was still misty in Paula’s mind. She remembered turning around to face Morrigan, only to get lost in the vampire’s steely gaze. It came back to her in bits and pieces in dreams and faint recollections. It would be months before she’d completely remember what had happened to her.

Vampires were shifty creatures, especially ones as old as Morrigan. She had her own plans for Paula.

It was a success, of course. Morrigan didn’t have any doubts. Paula might have been stubborn, but she was still just a mortal and therefore, weak. Her mind was putty in Morrigan’s able hands. She smiled to herself as she watched Paula look dazed and confused before her. She was waiting for Morrigan’s command.

“Oh, Paula,” Morrigan began with a slight sneer, “you really aren’t the brains, are you? Such a shame. But you’ll suit my purposes nicely…”

Morrigan explained her plans to the dazed Paula, who took it all in like a sponge. It was the perfect reversal. Morrigan hadn’t made it this far for this long by being the lapdog of someone else. She was better than that, more skilled than that.

She’d bid her time long enough. It was time for her to retake what was hers.

Meanwhile, Emma was still trying to adjust to the changes in her mother. It was difficult to watch her now. She just seemed so lifeless–almost like a husk.

There wasn’t a whole lot of time to mull over it, however. Emma had other issues. Her closest friend had decided to travel down the foolish path of young love, leaving her to deal with this all alone. She certainly wasn’t happy about it. She’d taken to avoiding Rhys and Bettina entirely now. She was fed up with it all.

“Did you take care of the girl?” Clark asked, taking a seat in his chair.

“Yes,” Morrigan replied without a hint of regret. “We shouldn’t have anymore worries about her ‘informing’ on us.”

“Good,” Clark sighed, leaning back and closing his eyes. “You can never underestimate blind determination. It makes even the weakest person capable of incredible feats.”

Emma was handling her lack of friends by hanging out more with her younger brother, Julian. He wasn’t always the best of company, but they’d always gotten on well enough. Lately, though, he’d been acting like a real prat–which was saying something, as Julian was always kind of a jerk.

Nothing phased him. Not even simple pranks would rouse him out of his stupor. It was his infatuation with the ‘supernatural’ and this idea that these hugely amazing things existed out there. Sure, there were vampires, but that didn’t mean there was anything else. As far as Emma was concerned, Julian was hoping for something to change what he saw as his ‘weaknesses.’

“You’ve got to stop looking for unicorns behind every freaking cloud, Julian!” Emma lectured him, tired of watching Julian put his hope in something so flimsy. “There’s nothing wrong with being normal.”

“You just don’t get it, Em,” he sighed. He was amazing at pulling what their mother had dubbed ‘puppy eyes.’ “There’s nothing wrong with you. If you wanted, you could just walk up to someone and take them on. It’s not the same for me.”

Emma snorted derisively, “you are such a tool! Grass is always greener on the other side. Most people can’t stand me because I ‘intimidate’ them. Whatever. The point is, there’s nothing wrong with being you.”

“Easy for you to say,” Julian mumbled, wandering off.

It was pure chance that Julian stepped in on Paula and Morrigan. It took him a moment to realize what was happening. Morrigan was screeching loudly and the sound was almost deafening. He stared at Paula, at her hands, which had quickly tucked something into her coat. She regarded him carefully, never moving, but her eyes always on him.

They stared at one another for almost a minute before Morrigan’s mournful cries and writhing body on the ground called them back into the present.

Julian watched as Morrigan became nothing more than a pile of ash on the floor. He blinked rapidly, but the scene never changed. Morrigan was dead. He’d just seen a vampire die and at the hands of a mortal, no less.

He couldn’t speak. He couldn’t even look at Paula, who was more physically imposing than his own sister. Was she going to hurt him too?

Asha was the first one to arrive and she wasted no time coming to Julian’s aid.

“Calm down,” Paula said finally, her voice calm. “I’m not going to hurt anyone else.”

Asha stared her down, “I’d like to see you try.”

Paula sighed. “Look, I know this looks really bad, but… I did you all a favor.”

Clark and Emma were the last to arrive. They came in through the bathroom just in time to hear Paula say:

“I just saved your lives.”

“W-what?” Julian’s voice was barely above a whisper. Asha hushed him quickly, but before she could speak, Paula broke in.

“Morrigan was going to have me kill you. Or, well, she was going to have me help. She did something to my brain, but it didn’t stick. Not like it should have.”

“M-mom?” Julian stuttered uncertainly, looking at Asha.

Emma let out a sigh from behind him. “Stupid vampires…”

Clark stood between the three of them and Paula. He only remained there because Asha had kept her hand on his shoulder, holding him back. She believed Paula–she had never truly trusted Morrigan and lately, she’d noticed her acting oddly.

“I believe you,” Asha said finally, looking at Clark. “But that’s not going to help you.”

Clark wasted no time closing the distance between himself and Paula. To her credit, Paula didn’t back down. She had just killed a vampire much older than Clark. She wasn’t going to flinch just because he came at her. His anger was understandable. She’d just murdered his accomplice and was a threat to his family.

“Are you some sort of vampire slayer?” Clark snapped angrily, unable to hold back his rage. “Was that whole thing about your brother a lie?!”

“No!” Paula shot back. “I wanted to meet with you, but Morrigan wouldn’t let me! She told me you weren’t interested in anything I had to say. That you didn’t care about Lola!”

“Why should I believe you, of all people?”

“Because I haven’t tried to kill you yet,” Paula said pleadingly. “And I won’t, because I need your help!”

“And why would I help you?!”

“A favor for a favor,” Paula remarked, trying to keep herself calm. “I saved your life, so I want you to save my brother’s.”

Clark shook his head and laughed. It was low and bitter. “Are you trying to blackmail me now? What next? Will you try to threaten us?”

“No! I don’t want to threaten anyone!” Paula growled in frustration. “I just want your help and I thought that if I helped you, you’d be more willing to help me! I don’t want any part of this–I don’t care about your stupid criminal empire or any of it. I just want my brother back and Lola dead for what she did.”

Clark’s gaze burned through her, but Paula didn’t back down. She stared right back at him, shoulders back, and her entire demeanor that of confidence. She hadn’t come this far to back down now. She was going to get what she came for.

“This is not the place for such discussions. Come. Let my family in peace.”

Julian was the one hit hardest by Morrigan’s passing. He moped around the house and refused to speak. It wasn’t until Emma got so fed up she couldn’t take it anymore that she decided to do something about it. She gripped his arms and forced him to meet her eyes.

“It’s… it’s just not fair. Vampires are supposed to be… these creatures of ridiculous power,” Julian began mournfully, “but they die, just like everyone else. I saw it with my own eyes. She just died and that was it. What’s the point?”

“Julian,” Emma sighed, squeezing his arms, “I know this is hard for you, but it’s not that bad. It just means that they’re just like us. They live, they bleed, and they die… just like we do. They’re not anymore special than me or you.”

Emma pulled him into a reassuring hug. “It’s okay to be normal, Julian. In fact, it’s probably the best thing of all. Don’t you understand? We’re all a lot stronger than we think–especially you. It’s just rough right now, but it’ll get better. I promise.”

Julian gave her a small smile as she pulled away. “I know you’re full of it, but right now, I guess I’ll let that slide.”

“Good,” Emma smiled back. “And don’t worry. I’m always here. I don’t need to be a vampire or a werewolf to kick some serious ass. Anyone messes with you, they mess with me… as long as you promise to keep doing my history homework.”

Julian laughed. “I guess that’s not a bad deal…”

“…in our house, Clark!” Asha’s palms drug across her face as she tried to calm herself down. Ever since the incident with Paula, she’d been on edge. What if Paula had intended to hurt them? Poor Julian could have been seriously hurt. “It’s just not safe here anymore. I need to move the kids. Maybe they can stay with Dominic–”

“No,” Clark said firmly, cutting off her tirade, “do you honestly think he’s a better option? I can fix this, Asha. One mistake does not undo an entire system.”

“But it does. How are we ever supposed to feel safe here again? How long until you bring another bloodthirsty vampire into our lives… or something worse?”

“Just let me take care of this,” Clark assured her gently. “This is my issue, Asha, not yours. I know that you’re frightened and I understand that, but there’s a solution and it’s not packing up and leaving.”

“This about more than your criminal empire, Clark. I won’t let this hurt my children! I won’t put them in that position!”

“Nothing is going to happen to Emma or Julian, I promise. Just let me deal with this. I’ll fix it.”

“You’d better,” Asha said icily, meeting his eyes. “Or I will.”

Morrigan’s attempt at a coup hadn’t been unexpected–just unplanned. Clark had grown too complacent. He’d allowed himself the comfort of believing everything was running smoothly. There was no such thing, he knew that now. He would have to be on his guard twenty-four-seven and leave no opportunity for anyone to try and succeed where Morrigan had failed.

He’d also have to figure out a way to get rid of a very connected agent without kicking up too much of a fuss. Clark didn’t feel like he owed Paula, but he did know that she was dangerous. He’d tried to warn Morrigan, but she’d been too narcissistic to believe that a mortal could best her.

Clark wasn’t that foolish. He also wasn’t dumb enough to think he could pull this off without incurring some damage. It was going to be risky, but it was a risk he’d have to take.


Holy crap, you guys, I did NOT intend for Morrigan to die! First off, I played two days into the round and Fraps decided to NOT take any pictures. So I had to try and get back the pictures that I’d lost.

While I was focusing elsewhere, I guess Paula wandered upstairs and was talking to Morrigan. I heard a strange noise and when I went to investigate, I caught that first picture you saw, with Morrigan in her death throes! She turned to ash not seconds later, with Julian running into the room just as it happened. I was in complete shock. I’m amazed that I even managed to take pictures. My jaw was on the FLOOR.

So, that changed the story considerably. Hm. I kind of like this, though. Things are getting dangerous! It also takes care of my issue of having too many immortal sims. I’m always happy when they can die to random chance, too. Of course, there’ still my crime death rolls. Poor Clark. He’s hefting a heavy weight right now.

Also, Paula is a bad ass. In case you didn’t realize that already. Yeah.

Title is Paramore – ‘Emergency.’

6 comments to 11: Steel-Klein – ‘Emergency’

  • I sort of forget Paula’s a badass sometimes, actually! I guess because she comes off as not particularly bright at times. Maybe that works in her favour, because people underestimate her. When I got to the part about Morrigan dying, I almost thought everyone was going to turn to Paula only for her to go “oops! Didn’t meant to do that!” She’s such an interesting sim.

    I can’t believe Morrigan’s death was unplanned! You’re so good at writing in all these random game occurrences. That’s really going to throw a spanner in the works for Clark now. I can’t wait to see what his next move is.

    • Mao

      Paula isn’t the smartest, but what she lacks in intelligence, she more than makes up for it with dedication and strength. You’re right, people underestimate her. Big mistake!

      I still am in shock over the whole thing. I wish I know WHY Morrigan died. I’m at a loss. I’m glad the randomness isn’t jarring–it can be really hard to make it work convincingly sometimes.

  • Josh

    I can’t BREATHE. I love how you wrote it, because I didn’t see that coming at all. I thought you loved Morgan! How did she die?

    Why doesn’t Emma have any friends? I thought a smart, pretty girl like her would be slaying and she’s being overtaken in fierceness by others.

    As they say, sh* just got real.

    • Mao

      Thanks, Josh! I was completely surprised, too. I really did enjoy Morrigan… :( She was bound to betray them at some point, though. I have NO idea how she died. She had the ‘too long in the sun’ moodlet, but she was INSIDE! I honestly am at a loss…

      Emma is very intimidating and her family is quite well-known. With Rhys running off with his girlfriend, she’s kind of at a loss. When she becomes a YA, I’m sure people will appreciate her fierceness more. ;)

      Hahahaha! So true!

  • Whoa! I did NOT see that coming!!! That is crazy! Glad that Clark didn’t go ape and kill Paula! I adore that girl, she really is a bad ass, I think her and Emma might get a long better when Emma is older. I can’t see Paula being interested in hanging out with her now, but they sort of have that same attitude.

    I wonder what Asha would really do, she seems to really not be doing well with her choice to be a vampire. Makes me sad for her. I don’t think you have one family with normal teenagers in it, all these adults are full of drama, that their kids are just left to sort of fend for themselves.

    Man… I just can’t believe that Morrigan died, I wonder how it happened! That would drive me bonkers if it was my game, all the questions on how and why. She was awful though, I really didn’t care for her at all, I could just tell she was bad news for Clark and Asha.

    • Mao

      I was so shocked, too! I can see Clark being on the edge of rage, but having the presence of mind to not go totally insane. Paula is amazing. I really enjoy her quite a bit. And you’re right, you know. I hadn’t even considered how similar Paula and Emma are… though Emma is a bit smarter, just lazy about it.

      Asha is really overwhelmed. I think she’s taken on more than she can handle and it’s only going to get worse. She’ll either buckle under the pressure… or harden. Only time will tell! Only normal teens are the Ryders, but they’re stuck in a love triangle, lol! That’s kind of normal for teens, though.

      The only thing I can figure is, once her ‘too much sun moodlet’ disappeared, the game killed her. Morrigan was always a loose cannon…

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