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| maisy blue | September 1, 2008, 6:18 pm Post #556 |
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Skansen sounds really cool. I love places that have a variety of things to do, especially now that I have a kid. How do you know about all these places, Vanessa? You are so smart! |
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| Lucifer's Angel | September 1, 2008, 6:55 pm Post #557 |
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Thanks Maisy Chapter 144 Several days later, Shane and Natalya departed Stockholm. "We're going to Ljungby, then we're going to Copenhagen and then home", he said. She noticed the sad expression in his blue eyes. That is where his father's memorial stone is, she thought. They said nothing as they got on the train. The people around them were in a cheerful mood, most of them on their way to the warm beaches of southern Sweden. The train's whistle tooted as it left the station behind. Shane sank back on his seat, barely noticing the landscape outside. It slowly gave way from the city to dull suburbs and then to the forests and fields, occasional flashed of blue lakes peeking out from the trees. In all the times he'd gone to Sweden, he'd never seen the crash sight. This is freaky, I wonder if Dad's ghost haunts the place?, he thought. Natalya observed the play of emotions on his face. I would be wary too if that were my father, I hope Mr. Burton is at peace, that was an awful way to die, she mused. She had seen pictures of Cliff and was astounded at how Shane resembled his father. Both Cliff and his son were tall and slim, with wavy auburn hair and when he smiled, they could be twins. The only thing he'd inherited from his mother were his blue eyes, a bright azure with only a hint of green. Today in his Misfits shirt and jeans, he resembled his father even more. I wonder what Mr. Burton would say if he could see Shane now, she wondered. The train arrived at the small town of Ljungby in southwestern Sweden a few hours later. It was a pretty little town surrounded by the vivid yellow blooms of the rapeseed fields, hemmed in by green grass. The town itself was neat and orderly, tidy little brick and wooden house surrounded by neat flower gardens. They checked into the local hotel in the middle of town. "We're going to see the memorial, Natalya", he said. She nodded and reached into her purse. "Take this", she said, handing him a rosary. It was made of silver, each bead made of shiny red glass and the crucifix made of polished creamy ivory. "It was my mother's it may come in handy", she said, placing it around his neck. "Thanks, baby doll. Adh Mor Ort, Dia Duit", he said, crossing himself. They left the hotel and hailed a cab. "The memorial stone, please", he said. The driver nodded and started the engine. He almost did a double take when he saw Shane. "By the gods, you look just like the young man from the stone", he said, fear in his voice. "That was my dad, Cliff Burton. I've come to see him", he whispered. "I thought you were a ghost. You look just like him, I can really see the resemblance", he said. "People say that all the time. I'm Shane Alexander Burton, and this is my girlfriend Natalya Stankowski", he said. "Very glad to meet you. It was such a tragedy, your father seemed like a nice young man", he said, as they arrived at the sight. The driver shook his head when he tried to pay him. "No, it is your father", he said. Shane nodded and helped her out of the cab. Several people were gathered around the stone, solemn expressions on their faces. They sensed his presence and looked up, their eyes widening in shock. "Helvete, are you a ghost?", asked a young man. "No, I'm Shane Burton, Cliff's son", he whispered. "Really? We did hear about a son, we knew he had a daughter", said another young man. "He died before I was born", he replied. Shane and Natalya gazed down at the stone. It had a picture of Cliff, his birth and death dates and the lyrics to To Live Is To Die. Shane felt tears form in his eyes, the salty drops stinging his eyes. He slumped to his knees as the tears ran freely down his cheeks. "Dad", he croaked. Natalya embraced him as he sobbed like a baby. He'd known about his father since he was old enough to comprehend, but now it finally sunk in. He took a deep breath and got to his feet. "Damn, Cliff Burton really is your father. It sucked how he died, we are so sorry", said the first young man. "Don't sweat it, dude. It's finally sunk in", he murmured. "We will go back to the hotel and rest for a bit, Shane", said Natalya gently. "Thanks, lalka", he whispered, the sadness still lingering in his eyes. |
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| maisy blue | September 1, 2008, 7:29 pm Post #558 |
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God, this chapter is SO heartbreaking and sad. Poor Shane. I'm sure Cliff can see him from above and is incredibly proud of him and what a good man he has become. It was so generous and kind for Natalya to give Shane her mother's rosary. I know how important personal rosary strands are, so for her to give him that means she cares VERY deeply about him.
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| Lucifer's Angel | September 2, 2008, 9:31 am Post #559 |
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I hope this chapter isn't too creepy or sad :wacko: Chapter 145 Shane tossed and turned in his sleep. The memorial stone had unnerved him, making him break down and cry like a child. I know my dad is dead, it's just now that it's sunk in. Wow, he thought. He rolled over and saw Natalya sleeping peacefully. In her white slip and long blond hair surrounding her face, she resembled an angel sleeping. I hope I'm not disturbing her, he thought guiltily. Suddenly, Shane felt a chill in the air. He clutched the blanket tightly around him, his eyes widening in shock as a mist appeared before him. The mist slowly took on human form, his eyes wide and his jaw almost dropping to the floor when he saw who it was. "Dad?", he whispered. "The one and only", chuckled Cliff. Natalya heard voices and slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes flew open as she hastily crossed herself. "Kurwa! Kito tesamy?", she asked, reaching for the rosary. "I am Clifford Lee Burton, Miss Natalya. I'm glad that you've made my son happy, it looks like we both got an eye for the Polish chicks, eh?", he cracked. "Dad, what are you doing here?", asked Shane, trying to sound calm. Cliff sat down on the bed and faced his son. The pictures didn't lie, Shane could have been Cliff's twin. Both men were tall and slender, wavy auburn hair falling past their shoulders, and they even wore identical Misfits shirts. "Moj Bog, the pictures do not lie. Shane, you look just like your father", she murmured. "I know, those Burton genes are strong. Shane, you've grown into a fine young man, your Mom should be proud. And I bet you're proud of Kitty", he said. Natalya noticed the odd gleam in his eyes, as though was hesitant to say something. Cliff put a hand on his shoulders. It was surprisingly warm, not icy cold like he'd expected. "Shane, there's something going on with Kitty. That Andrew guy, I thought he was a good kid at first, but there's something wrong with him. And there's another guy there, she loves him more than Andrew", he said. "What? If Andrew hurts Kitty, I will kill him", he growled, his blue eyes flashing with anger. "You are definetly a Burton, Shane. But watch out for her, I don't want things to turn ugly", said Cliff. "Can you see everything?", she asked curiously. "Yeah, us dead folk can see everything, Natalya. Shane, I've told your mother I want her to start dating again. Why hasn't she?", he asked. "Mom says she's busy, that she doesn't have any time. And she thinks it's disloyal. I think she intends to stay a widow forever", he replied. Cliff sighed. "My wife can be so stubborn. Sorry kids if I can't linger. Take care, and say hello to your mom and sister for me", he said, as he slowly dissolved. |
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| maisy blue | September 2, 2008, 4:46 pm Post #560 |
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WOW- that was awesome. It must mean so much for Shane and Avery to still have contact with Cliff. And the news about Kitty, Andrew, and Dave!! I am so excited to see what happens now! I know that Ashley will be just as excited as I am when she reads this. This story is so amazing!! Great job, Vanessa!!!!
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| Lucifer's Angel | September 3, 2008, 10:22 am Post #561 |
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I do hope Ashley and her husband are all right, everyone Chapter 147 6 Months Later "One last picture, and then you can go to your dressing rooms", said the photographer. Catriona chuckled and rolled her eyes, everyone getting into position. The photographer got behind his camera and took several quick shots, nodding in approval. "Good, you're done", he said, dismissing them with a wave. "Finally, my face is starting to itch", said Catriona, rubbing a finger against her cheek and feeling the heavy foundation there. "Don't do that, kiska. You are going to leave behind a smudge", chided Andrew, as she scowled. Beren's Dream were doing the publicity for their album, Under a Black Velvet Sky. They had wrapped up recording barely a week before and were now doing publicity stuff. At least we get two weeks off from this madness, we deserve it. And I can't wait until the album comes out, I think it's better than our debut, she mused, entering her dressing room. Catriona sat down in front of the mirror and removed her makeup. Her lovely face was revealed under the makeup she wore for the photoshoot, her hazel eyes bright and lively. She wore an elegant maroon velvet gown with a lace-up front, the full skirt almost brushing the floor to reveal her black patent leather boots. Her auburn hair was loose to her waist, the light catching the dark brown and golden highlights in the russet mass. She changed to a HIM t-shirt and jeans, pulling her hair into a ponytail. I'm nervous about the whole album thing, and Andrew's been acting weird, she mused. Andrew had been acting distant since the recording began. He was polite to her, but spend as little time with her as possible, claiming he was busy and whenever she called or sent a text, she got his voicemail. Something weird is going on, I hope he's all right. Or maybe it's his Russian artistic temperament. Anyway, Dave's back in San Diego, I'll see if I can see him, she thought, a smile forming on her lips. Catriona grabbed her purse and left the dressing room. She passed by Andrew's dressing room and heard a strange sound. Concerned, she opened the door and got the shock of her life. A girl in a bikini top and a miniskirt was on her hands and knees, giving him a blow job. Andrew groaned with lust, cursing in Russian as he thrust into the girl's mouth. Catriona quickly shut the door behind her, stifling a sob. I can't believe it, that's the third time I've caught him fucking some groupie. It's over, she thought, tears filling her eyes. She got in the car and slammed the door, tears falling down her cheeks. Stop that, he's not worth your tears, she reminded herself. Catriona took a deep breath and started the engine, as the black Mustang came to life. She had bought the car with her first royalty check, spotting the sporty car at a dealership. Shane had helped her pick it out, sighing enviously that all he had was his pickup. She drove mindlessly towards her grandparent's house, not wanting to go home and face her mother and Shane. If I tell Mom, my uncles are going to kill him, I don't want them in jail, she thought sardonically. |
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| maisy blue | September 3, 2008, 12:15 pm Post #562 |
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Fuckhead! OMG. What the hell happened with Andrew?!I am really excited to check in on Kitty and the band, though. I hope she can now focus on her relationship with Dave. I'm excited for that. |
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| Verity | September 3, 2008, 10:09 pm Post #563 |
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Dude. I come back to some really kick ass stuff going down with this story. I thought Cliff's visit to Shane was very sweet and emotional. You wrote it absolutely perfectly. Though I do have to wonder if Cliff saw all of Kitty's um...sexual escapades. I so can't wait to find out the scoop on Andrew. I've been a Davetriona shipper anyway. Kitty deserves someone who is better than Andrew and doesn't bang cheap, disease laden, groupies. I LOVED all the twists and turns that this story has taken. I'm going to miss it when I go back to the dark ages on Friday. My husband and I really appreciate all the concern. I have some friends that I have known forever who have not bothered to call or email to see how we are, and yet here at Metchicks I have friends I haven't even met in person before showing more concern. Thank you!! You girls really are amazing people. |
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| Lucifer's Angel | September 4, 2008, 8:45 am Post #564 |
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Thanks Ashley for catching up, hope you get your power back, no power sucks Chapter 148 Catriona arrived at her grandparents house in Castro Valley an hour later. The Burtons still lived in the same house they did when Cliff was a child. It was a pleasant, two-story brick house with a black tile roof and white wooden shutters over the windows, a wide green lawn out front. She parked the Mustang in the driveway and rang the doorbell. Jan opened the door, her eyes wide and a smile forming on her face when she saw her granddaughter. "Kitty, come in. I'm making meatloaf, you're perfectly welcome to stay for dinner", she said, leading her inside. Ray was watching the news on TV when he noticed his granddaughter. "Howdy, Kitty. Glad you could drop on by, how's it going?", he asked, getting up from the couch and embracing her. "I'm okay, Grandpa", she murmured. "Dinner won't be ready for a bit, just relax", said Jan, going into the kitchen. Catriona nodded and took her laptop out of her briefcase. She set it up on the kitchen table and turned it on, waiting for it to load. "So how's the recording going?", asked Jan, checking on the food. "We finished recording last week, Andrew and the producer are going to mix it. And we're done with the publicity crap, we got two weeks off", she replied, going to her email account. Jan raised an eyebrow at the cool tone in her voice when she mentioned Andrew. Is there something going on between them?, she wondered. She and Ray hand never liked Andrew. He had always come off as conceited and aloof, his manner cool and distant. The Russians I know are warm, cheerful people, but Andrew is so cold. He's handsome and talented, but surely Kitty can find someone better, she mused. Catriona had checked her email and was writing a message to Dave: Luthien97@yahoo.com- Dave, I've had it with Andrew. I caught him fucking some groupie in his dressing room, he didnt' even look up. I'm not sure if I should tell Mom and have Shane kick his ass or tell my uncles and have them kick his ass. Sorry, but I needed to vent. Kocham ty, Miss Kitty. She then hit send and went back to check on the band's website. There were a few messages from fans, which she read and responded to. Those guys are going to be thrilled, she giggled. "Kitty, dinner's almost ready. Help me set the table", said Jan. She nodded and closed the laptop, putting it back in the briefcase and helped her grandmother set the table. Jan took the meatloaf out of the oven and carried it over to the table. It was moist and brown with a crust of tomato sauce baked on top, tempting aromas coming from it. She served everyone mashed potatoes and vegetables while Ray sliced up the meatloaf and handed everyone a piece. They sat down and began to eat. The conversation was casual, much to her relief. I do hope that Dave got the message, and that he doesn't kill Andrew. I can't believe he did that, she thought, hastily taking a bite of meatloaf. "Let me help with the dishes", said Catriona. "No, I'll do it, just relax", said Jan, carrying the dishes to the sink. Catriona took out her laptop and opened it. She checked her email and was surprised to see a message from Dave: Megadave912@gmail.com- I can't believe my nephew did that, Kitty. When I see him, I'm going to kick his ass so hard. Come on down to San Diego, Kitty. I purchased a ticket from Priceline and you just click the link to confirm. I'm paying for it, you don't owe me. I can't wait to see you again, it's been so long. Je te amie, Dave. "Grandma, I'm going to visit a friend in San Diego, I'm staying at their place", she said, clicking the link. It was to confirm the flight, Flight#811 Delta Airlines from San Francisco International Airport to San Diego, leaving tomorrow morning. "Oh, how nice. Hope you enjoy your vacation, Kitty", said Jan. |
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| maisy blue | September 4, 2008, 11:16 am Post #565 |
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Yay! I can't wait for Kitty to get to Dave. I hope they can rekindle their romance. He always seemed so much more interested in her whole self than just her body. (on a side note, I can just see people googling "dave mustaine's email address", finding this story, and trying the email address you listed as his! I wouldn't think people were that stupid but then I go to fan websites for bands and stuff, and even though people say "I'M not ___, I'm just a fan" they still get a ton of messages from stupid people who think they are writing to the real band. I hope either no one has that address or the person who does likes Megadeth )
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| Verity | September 4, 2008, 11:44 am Post #566 |
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Wow. Dave has gmail?? Kick ass. I can't wait to read about Kitty in San Diego. She'll have a good time. I'm surprised that she doesn't have people to check her band's email for her though. I wish I had grandparents. I need to hire Jan to cook for me. This story rocks! Can't wait for more Dave action.
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| Lucifer's Angel | September 5, 2008, 8:47 am Post #567 |
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Congratulations Ashley for your award , and I hope you and your husband are doing all right.Chapter 149[U/] "Kitty, I hope you get some sun down there and have a good time", said Shane, embracing her. "Tak, San Diego sounds so lovely. Have a good time", said Natalya. "We're going to Yosemite over the weekend, I think we're both going to have kick ass vacations, right baby doll?", he chuckled, as Natalya giggled. "I hope you have fun, Kitty. And be careful", said Avery. "I know, Mom. And Shane, I can't tan, you know us redheads don't tan", she teased, getting in the car. Catriona started the car and drove off. She put on an Iron Maiden CD, The Trooper blaring from the speakers. That's Dave's favorite song, I can't wait to see him again, she thought, cranking it up. She arrived at the airport and parked the car in the long-term lot, taking her bags out of the trunk. Catriona stood in line to check the bags, glad she came two hours early. The line moved ahead quickly as she checked her bags, the clerk typing in her information and handing her the ticket. Since the flight didn't leave for an hour, she decided to get something to eat. Catriona sat down at a stool near the counter and studied the menu on the wall. "Are you alone, madam?", asked the man next to her, speaking with a British accent. He was dressed in a gray business suit, his graying brown hair parted to the side and his blue eyes kindly. "I'm flying to San Diego to see my boyfriend, I'm staying for two weeks", she said. "How jolly. I am Harold Gibbons, and you are?", he asked. "I'm Catriona Burton, nice to meet you, Mr. Gibbons", she said, as the waitress set the food in front of her. "Glad to meet you, Miss Burton. I'm on my way back to London, I take a flight to New York, and I transfer to another flight to Heathrow. My wife and children are waiting for me, my daughter is about your age", he said. "Awesome. I went to London with my band, Beren's Dream, we were on Gigantour with Megadeth, Lamb of God, and Children of Bodom, it was great, the crowds were awesome and we saw a lot of stuff. My favorite were the Imperial War Museum and Tolkien's grave", she said, taking a bite of her burger. "Lovely, Miss Burton. I've not heard of these bands, I'm a big band person myself, I'm fond of Jack Teagarden if I do say so myself. It was nice conversing with you, Miss Burton. I do hope you and your boyfriend have a marvelous holiday", he said, picking up his briefcase and newspaper and leaving the cafe'. Catriona finished eating and paid for her meal, leaving the cafe'. She stopped at a bookstore near the terminal and looked for something to read on the flight. Her eye caught on a book featuring a woman wielding a sword and fighting a dragon. She picked it up and turned it over, reading the summary. "Not bad, I could use a good fantasy novel", she mused aloud, taking the book to the counter and paying for it. Catriona glanced down at her watch and walked towards the terminal. "Flight #811 to San Diego now boarding", said the voice over the loudspeakers. When her seat number was called, Catriona walked up to the counter and showed her boarding pass. The clerk nodded and let her go through the gate. She could hear the rumble of the engine as it purred beneath her feet, the long corridor leading to the plane itself. The pretty blond flight attendant smiled at her in greeting, as she walked into the belly of the plane. Catriona found her seat and sat down, placing her bag in front of her. She fastened her seatbelt and idly scanned the airplane magazine, flipping through the glossy pages as the plane slowly filled with passengers. "Welcome aboard Flight #181 for San Diego. The flight should take about two hours, just relax and enjoy your flight on Delta Airlines. Please fasten your seatbelts, we will be taking off shortly", said the pilot over the intercom. Several minutes later, the plane moved away from the gate and taxied down the runway. When it got the signal, it slowly picked up speed, accelerating down the runway before taking off. Dave, I can't wait, she thought, taking a deep breath and lying back in the chair. |
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| Battery | September 5, 2008, 9:47 am Post #568 |
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Nice to read about Kitty again, though Shane and Natalya part rocked too. I loved the bit with Cliff appearing and Shane seeing his memorial stone, it was wonderfully written. but damn... What happened to Andrew?! That sucks.. But Kitty is right, she shouldn't waste her time on him... Good thing she has Dave! As always, awesome chapters, sorry I'm commenting so little but my life became little hectic :wacko: |
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| Verity | September 5, 2008, 11:15 am Post #569 |
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I won an award??? For what??? Bitching a lot?This chapter was fun. First of all, Jack Teagarden is a motherfucking badass!! I smiled at that part. I can't wait for Kitty to get to San Diego either. I can understand her excitement. That Mr. Gibbons dude seemed really really nice. I love old people like that. Rock on!! |
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| maisy blue | September 5, 2008, 7:54 pm Post #570 |
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I'm envious that Kitty is able to relax at the airport. I always get all anxious- too many people around and I keep thinking I might miss my flight if I do anything but sit at the gate and stare at the door to the plane. I liked this chapter- I can't wait until Kitty sees Dave. I hope she tells him what happened with Andrew so I can try and figure out why the hell he suddenly turned into such a huge douchebag! |
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Though I do have to wonder if Cliff saw all of Kitty's um...sexual escapades.
You girls really are amazing people.
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I love old people like that. 
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