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Sierra Wellington, BC Challenger

Traits: Evil, Kleptomaniac, Rebellious, Snob, Flirty

Sierra's House

Sierra and Thomas' mansion that I built

Thomas Wellington

Sierra's husband

First Name Theme Poll

I had a naming poll for this first set of 10 kids and mythological names won

28 February 2013

Chapter 42: Lonely

Francesca seemed to be getting better at controlling her bullying nature by the time she entered high school. A few weeks into the counseling sessions, she no longer harassed Jimmy. She started spending more time at the library writing stories. She shared some of her stories with me and even though they were a little on the dark side, that was fine with me because I was just glad that she was doing something positive.

Mom thinks I'm writing stories, when what I'm really doing is chatting with my dad. I found his name on my birth certificate and wanted to get to know him. He sounds like a cool guy with an exciting job. Of course, I didn't completely lie to Mom, I do like writing stories and I am working on a murder novel, some of which I've printed off and let her read. I want to go and meet Dad in person, but I know Mom will never go for it. That's why I've been keeping our correspondence to just chatting online.

It's not that I don't like Mom, I do. It's just, she's not like me, but I like that she has loose morals. I hate all those goody-two shoes at school, like that berryhole Jimmy. I would tell Mom about Dad except he tried to kill her best friend, and I don't want to hurt her again by mentioning him. I just want to know my dad, even if he's not society's idea of good. I feel like he'd understand me since I'm not society's idea of good either.

Fishing. I hadn't gone fishing in a long time. I still loved to do it, but between all the vampires, genies, RBI agents, school principals, and kids, I didn't feel like I had any free time until today. I woke up when everyone was asleep and headed out to my new favorite spot.

It was a small, secluded lake surrounded by willow trees and a low level of fog. There was a wooden bridge that looked like it would be a romantic spot for a make out session. The fog made it mysterious and a little scary at the same time. Even though it looked lonely, I was somehow comfortable whenever I was here. It was almost like the place was just as lonely as me, so I felt like it understood me. I could be alone, just me and my thoughts.. Hmm. How I wished I had someone special to take here. At that moment I caught my second red herring of the morning.

After catching two more fish, I decided I had enough to sell for a few bucks. I kept the rainbow trout in my fridge because I felt it would be the tastiest, and I wanted to make a meal with it. Later that day, I went out to the grocery store. On my way out, a bunch of people kept heckling me, booing me and calling out. Even Emerald heckled me. Seriously are they still that obsessed that I slept with that TV star? It's been months already. He's probably slept with plenty of other women by now. Get over it. I was just about ready to go home and curl into a ball when someone tapped me on the shoulder. Great, now what?

"Hi Mom! It's been a while."

My nerves were calmed when I turned around and saw Barium, who unlike everyone else, was excited to see me.

"Yes, it has. How are you?"

"I got a job as a sketch artist-"

I looked at Barium, suddenly saddened by everything that had transpired after he moved out and remembering how great he was when he was growing up. I was disappointed in myself that I hadn't kept in better touch with him. He was still as intuitive as ever, though, because he stopped talking and asked me a question.

"Mom. You look sad. What's the matter?"

"I wish I'd kept in touch with you. I'm sorry. I miss you, Barium."

Barium looked at me with the same understanding eyes that I was so grateful for. He put his arm around me and hugged me.

"Aww, Mom. Let's go get coffee. We can talk."

We decided on the Colisi Bistro for some hang out time. He drove us in his big boat of a car. When we got there, I spilled everything that had been going on. He took all the information in without judgment, even the weird parts like the vampires and genies I had encountered.

He told me that he had gotten a job as a sketch artist for the Ravenview Police Department, and that Cairo was his roommate. I told him I was pregnant again, and he was excited for me. Hours had passed and I didn't want the night to end, so Barium suggested we catch a late movie.

After the movie, I was getting sleepy, so we called it it a night. I had tears in my eyes when I felt Barium give me a tight hug.

"Mom, don't cry. Everything will be okay. Remember to call every once in a while. I'll do the same."

"Thank you for tonight, Barium."

"I love you Mom."

"Love you too."

I sat in my backyard on the patio furniture, staring at my table sized tiki torch. I watched the flame as it flickered back and forth, some of it orange, other parts of it yellow, white, and occasionally, blue. It was mesmerizing me. I was aware in the back of my mind that it was 1:30 in the morning, but I didn't care. I didn't want to go to bed even though I was exhausted and I was starting to feel the familiar aches and pains in my lower back. I didn't want to be reminded of how alone I was. I liked my big bed, but I was tired of the other side of it being empty.

I rolled my eyes and threw my hands up in the air. I can't do this anymore. I don't want to. Being this lonely sucks a lot. Ugh. I continued to stare at the flame from the tiki torch, annoyed at everything in my life. I was having another breakdown. My head filled with memories of Austin and his warm breath on my skin, how soft his touch was, how good his tongue felt in my mouth and in other places, and how much I loved him. If I was ever going to see him again, I needed to keep going. The only problem was I didn't know how to anymore.

I got up, still feeling frustrated as all hell, and went inside to watch some television. Mmm-mm. One of the movies starring my favorite actor was on, which brought a smile to my face. He was so handsome. I fantasized doing all sorts of naughty things to him. In my dreams, he was my man. I watched his lips move as he spoke his lines and imagined what it would be like to kiss him, most definitely French kiss him. His voice was deep and sensual. I'd touch him in all the appropriate spots to turn him on and we'd go all night pleasuring each other. Then we'd snuggle together forever. Aah, fantasies are so nice.

The end credits roll and I'm still happily engrossed in my fantasy. This is the perfect time to go to bed, Sicily. My thoughts are right and I head to the bedroom. My head hits the pillow and I have very sweet dreams.

26 February 2013

Chapter 41: School Visit

"Mommy, why are some people bad?"

Francesca looked up at me with her pale green eyes. I'm not quite sure why she was thinking about such things.

"It's because they choose to be. Is someone being mean to you, sweetie?"

"No. I'm the one being mean."

I was a little taken aback by the innocent way my daughter had said her last statement. She was always nice to her brothers but perhaps it was because they were bigger than her.

"How are you being mean?"

"I stole his candy and it made me happy. The next day I made him fall and he spilled his milk on the floor and I laughed. The teacher put me in time out."

"Francesca, sweetie, why did that make you happy?"

"I felt powerful."

Hmm.. she wanted to feel powerful? I was slightly concerned for Francesca considering Delano was her father, but I did not believe at all that evil could be inherited. Cairo was a shining example of that. His father was a criminal and he turned out just fine. She clearly knew the concept of good and evil because she was talking about bad people and being mean. Now I just had to convince her that there were good things she could do to feel powerful.

"Francesca, what are you interested in, besides stealing this boy's candy and making him fall? Do you like books, painting, things like that?"

"Mmm, I like computers."

"What do you like to do with computers? Games? Typing?"

I was searching my mind trying to figure out a way that a computer could make her feel powerful so that she could get her kicks from that rather than bullying. Francesca thought about my question for a while before coming up with an answer.

"Typing. I want to write a story."

I took Francesca to the library and let her go play with the computer. I hoped this would curb her need to be mean and channel it into something positive.

"Miss Zenteri, this is Principal Arrid Woods calling from Ravenview Elementary. Francesca has been repeatedly stealing Jimmy's lunch money. I am concerned about her behavior. I need you to come to the school and have a talk with me."

Clearly Francesca's problems went deeper than her needing a new hobby.

"All right, I'll be there."

Principal Woods was surprisingly more attractive than I had originally pictured. I imagined a fat, balding man in a cheap suit. Instead I was greeted by a handsome man with cute, tousled hair and nice eyes. I found myself staring at his arms, which were very well defined. I walked into his office and shook his hand.

"You're much younger than your job title suggests."

"You meet a lot of principals, Miss Zenteri?"

I laughed. "No."

Principal Woods sat down in his chair and interlaced his fingers together.

"Now. About Francesca. She is always picking on a boy in her class named Jimmy. She's been in here multiple times and every time I ask her why she does it she says it makes her feel powerful. Have you been experiencing trouble from her at home?"

"No, not at all. She's always very well behaved at home. The other day she asked me why some people are bad, then she told me she was the one being mean. I tried to find her a hobby, but I see now that hasn't helped."

"Miss Zenteri, if it's all right with you, I'd like to suggest Francesca visit once a week with our school counselor. Perhaps if she has someone to talk to at school as well as at home, she'll change her behavior."

"Yes, that's fine. I would prefer it if she didn't have to switch schools."

Principal Woods smiled at me. Wow, he was gorgeous. I stared at him for a while, following his body as he got up from his chair.

"Thank you for being so cooperative, Miss Zenteri. Together we can help Francesca."

He reached out his hand to shake mine again, but I had other plans. I grabbed his wrist gently, and traced my finger up and down his arm. He smiled at me and put his arms around my waist.

"Principal Woods! Shouldn't you be punishing me for my inappropriate behavior?"

"Does the naughty girl want a spanking?"

I was busy laughing when Principal Woods kissed me. He moved his hand down and tapped me gently on the butt. Then he squeezed it. He was making me so hot.

We didn't talk much after that. He walked towards the door and locked it, then turned around and gave me a come hither look. I unbuttoned his vest, but before I did anything else, I took his head in my hands and asked him, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

All he did was smile and start rubbing my back, which I was perfectly okay with. I really wanted him after that. The massage he gave me relaxed my muscles so much I wondered why he was a principal and not a masseuse.

We stood close and pressed our bodies against each other. After much touching and kissing, we made our way to his chair. I sat on his lap while we kissed. He picked me up and put me on his desk, running his hands gently up and down my body.

"What does the naughty girl like?"

Principal Woods put his mouth close to my ear, stroking my hair. I didn't answer his question, instead choosing to undo the belt on his pants. He smiled and kissed me again, touching my legs. He pulled me closer to him and we moved our hips together. It was the most fun I'd ever had in a school building.

Guest Starring: Arrid Woods by KinztheSim

25 February 2013

Chapter 40: Questioning

I ran away from Sicily's house satisfied. I did exactly what the Sorceress had requested of me. Maybe she would release me from this genie hell. I never should have stolen that money from her. I would be free right now.

A lot of times my greed gets the best of me. That was the side effect of me growing up in the system. I learned to fend for myself, even if it meant being selfish. I ran away from my last foster home because they kept trying to change me. I've always been kind of mean and rebellious. My last foster family was way too square for me, always telling me to sit up straight, do good in school, be nice to their kids, blah blah, blah. I lived on the streets for a while till a local crime lord took me in.

He liked my personality and I fit in with his group quite well. At first I did small things like muggings. As I proved myself and my skills to the group, I got sent out on robberies and complicated heists. The first time I murdered a guy I was fifteen. The boss loved me since most of the other young ones were too wimpy to do it. Now I'm a hit man, one of the boss's best. On my last job, I tried to take some extra money from the hit, and was caught by this lady who turned me into a genie. Now I'm stuck. She said she'd free me if I did some stuff to this Sicily Zenteri chick. I'm excited because I'll finally be free again.

I took the photo from Agent Skylstud. His finger brushed my hand as he gave me the picture. I noticed that his hand felt rough. He was wearing a fancy Armani suit, an equally fancy shirt, and sunglasses. I wished he would take them off so I could see his eyes. He had purple hair that fell across his face in gentle layers. A soft breeze came by and blew some of his hair around. He was so gorgeous. I looked at the photo. I was curious as to why Delano wasn't wearing his genie outfit as well as why the RBI would be looking for him. I knew he was a berryhole, but to have a government agency after you screamed really bad berryhole.

"Yes, Agent. I have seen this man before. He stayed with me for a few days. At some point, he left, I am unsure of when. I had a few problems that happened over the course of his stay so I was a little distracted. Why are you looking for him?"

"He's a wanted hit man in four cities, including Ravenview. He's been jumping towns, but I tracked a cell phone call he made the other day to your house."

I was shocked. I had let a hit man into my house? He'd definitely fooled me. He'd even made me feel sorry for him.

"He's not here any longer, then?"


I didn't want Agent Skylstud to leave yet, so I invited him in for a cup of coffee. He accepted, and we sat down at the breakfast bar.

"If I may ask, how did you meet Delano?"

"I found him in a genie lamp in the junkyard."

"Hm. That's curious. A genie, you say?"

"What, you don't believe me?"

"I do. It's just that the first time I came in contact with Delano, he wasn't a genie. I'm not surprised he became one considering his rap sheet."

"I'm not sure I understand. People can become genies?"

"Yes, if they cross the wrong people who have the power to do so, they can be turned into a genie as punishment."

I laughed a little, and Agent Skylstud looked over at me, annoyed at my behavior. He peered over the rims of his sunglasses, and I finally got to see his eyes. They were bright red, the same color as his shirt. He looked even sexier when he was angry.

"What's so funny?"

"I didn't know that an RBI agent would know so much about genies. Aren't you feds supposed to stick to the facts and be realistic? Why would you even consider the possibility of supernatural activity?"

"The RBI deals with supernatural crimes and criminals on a regular basis, Miss Zenteri. We have for a while. This doesn't mean we ignore facts. We are aware and acknowledge the presence of supernatural beings in this world. Just because we don't understand them fully doesn't mean that we are closed minded."

"Aww, I'm sorry, Agent. Did I piss you off? Let me make it up to you."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean..."

I leaned close to him and nibbled on his earlobe. His earring was cold on my lips.

"Miss Zenteri. I have more to tell you."

His statement caught me by surprise. I looked at him with inquisitive eyes.

"I think that Delano may have been assigned to kill your father."

I sat down on the chair again and looked at the counter, not knowing how to respond to this news.

"What happened to him? Why would someone want to murder him? He wasn't a bad man, was he?"

"No, he wasn't a bad man, but he had a jealous ex-wife. She couldn't deal with their divorce and resorted to stalking him constantly. He had a restraining order against her. She confessed to hiring a hit man to kill him. If she couldn't have him, she didn't want anyone else to either."

"Why isn't Delano in jail?"

"Delano was still underage during the time. He was too young to be tried as an adult and the case against him didn't hold up well in court. That's why I am looking for him now. He's still a very active criminal and I'm hoping I can catch him and lock him up."

A wave of emotion crept up on me. Before I knew what I was doing, I hugged Agent Skylstud. I didn't know what to think. I wonder if my mom had known about this. Agent Skylstud patted my back, comforting me.

"It's all right, Miss Zenteri. I needed to follow this lead in case Delano was here."

"I hope you catch him. I don't know much about my father and I just recently found out he was murdered. Finding out someone actually wanted to murder him rather than it just being a random act of violence hurts more."

"I'm sorry about your father. I can't arrest Delano for his murder, but I can look into the old case file and let you know more about your father, if you want."

"Aren't you busy with more important things? More recent things?"

Agent Skylstud put his hands on my shoulders and looked at me with concern in his eyes.

"Finding justice is important to me. If I can help you find a sense of justice, then you are important to me."

"Catch that berryhole. If not for my father's murder, then for his next crime."

"I am working on it. I don't want him out there killing any more than you do. I should go though. Here is my card."

Agent Skylstud handed me his business card. I smiled at him, thanking him with my eyes. He smiled back and walked out the door.

23 February 2013

Chapter 39: Murder

***NOTE: There is one picture in this chapter that's a little bloody. ~LateKnightSimmer***

I woke up feeling refreshed. The headache that had been ravaging me was completely gone. My father had shown me what happened and I was grateful for how brave and resilient Sicily had been in taking care of me. I can only imagine how difficult it must have been for her. I was glad to see that she had listened to me and understood what was at stake. I was more than convinced that she could fix her family problem.

Tennan sat down on the couch next to me. He seemed like his old self again. I was relieved that he was still here and that I hadn't screwed things up.

"Tennan, I met a really creepy vampire. He made me feel really weird."

"Weird, how?"

"Well, he kept addressing me as 'human.' Like I didn't have a name, like I was just this thing."

"Some vampires enjoy flaunting their power over humans, as if they think they're better because they're different."

"That burning desire crept up on me again, but it was like he was controlling me, even though I wanted him too. I'm sorry, I feel like I'm not making any sense."

Even though I knew Tennan would understand, I was getting frustrated just thinking about it again and I felt like I was babbling.

"Did you feel frozen, almost paralyzed?"

I was relieved that he didn't think I was rambling. My frustrations disappeared and I felt calm.


"It sounds like he hypnotized you. Some vampires look at humans as prey, things they can screw around with, usually for sex or if they want to drink. Hypnotizing is a very cruel way of doing this. It renders the human 100% vulnerable, unable to do anything other than think."

"I think he read my mind too. Every time I'd think something, he would speak it out loud to me. I felt naked and helpless."

"It sounds like you met the worst kind of vampire, one who uses humans as toys. Combining hypnotism and mind reading is even more demeaning than using one or the other. It annoys me that there are vampires out there that are such jerks. I don't understand why they have to be so immature."

Skip Broke's face flashed through my mind. He used his celebrity status to get women into bed. I can imagine if he was a vampire, he would be one of the immature ones.

"Tennan, I'm glad you're okay."

"Thank you, Sicily, for not taking advantage of me."

Tennan smiled. Mm-mm.. he was so gorgeous. How in the berry did I not give in yesterday?

Bleah. I was interrupted from my thoughts when I threw up a little in my mouth. Ew.

"Excuse me, Tennan."

I bolted from the couch to the bathroom. It came as no big surprise to me that I was once again pregnant. 

When I went back out to the living room, Tennan was gone. I laid down on the couch to watch a movie.

Valos gets up and secures a knife from the drawer. The intruder stands over Albany, satisfied that he has knocked her out. He turns around and runs at Valos, who holds the knife out in front of him.

The intruder is skilled, grabbing Valos' arm, banging it repeatedly against the wall. The knife falls to the floor and the intruder picks it up. 

Valos runs away from the intruder, hoping to call 911 once he is in the backyard. 

He has his phone out and has just dialed 9-1, when the intruder shoves him hard and he falls into the pool. 

The intruder jumps in after him and holds his head underwater. Valos starts choking and taking in water. He manages to pull the intruder off of him and gets out of the pool when he feels a sharp pain in his back. He looks down and sees the tip of the knife poking out of his stomach. 

He groans when the intruder pulls the knife out with one quick movement. Valos falls on the grass grabbing his stomach. 

Valos crawls toward his cell phone and almost manages to grab it when the intruder stabs him in the hand. Valos cries out in pain and the intruder laughs. He pulls the knife out of Valos' hand and is ready to stab him again when he spots Albany out of the corner of his eye running towards Valos. 

Albany struggles with the intruder for a little while until he overpowers her. She screams as he jumps on her. They fight for a little bit. He gets the advantage, knocks her down, and runs away. Albany crawls toward Valos who is laying motionless in the grass. She is crying uncontrollably.

"Albany... I - love- you.."

"I love you too! Oh my berry, Valos! Don't talk. I'm going to call an ambulance, you'll be okay."

Her hands shake as she puts his head in her lap and tries to dial 911.

"Albany... it's too- la..."

"Oh my berry, Valos! Please, hold on. Valos, don't leave me!"

Albany holds his head in her arms, her tears falling on his clothes and face. Valos sputters as he tries to breathe. Blood is trickling out of his mouth. His hand and stomach wounds are gushing blood, soaking into his shirt and spilling on the ground. He looks at her one last time before his heart stops beating and he lays lifeless in her arms. 

I woke up and realized I had been crying. The living room was still empty with the sound of the television in the background. I almost jumped out of my skin when the doorbell rang.


I grabbed a tissue and wiped my face before going to open the door. I saw a handsome man in an expensive suit and sunglasses standing outside.

"Hello, Miss Zenteri, so sorry to bother you. I am Agent Skylstud with the Ravenview Bureau of Investigation. Have you seen this man?"

Agent Skylstud handed me a picture of a green haired, purple skinned Sim. It was a picture of Delano.