The New and Improved Twisted and Completely Out There Story

Adam you did it again! when i read that my grandma thought i was having a seizure or something i was laughing so hard!

"What were you really doing?" Sara asked.

"Going to the bathroom."

"Really?"

"Why don't you trust me?"

"Hm... lets see, because you took over my body, tried to kill me and Greg, joined Peter, the list goes on and on."

Hannah rose silently, and said immitating her voice perfectly, "with good reason, I may hate Peter but I hate you more." She struck out at Sara. She flew across the room and smacked into the wall.

She didn't even try recovering before attacking Hannah. She flew across the bar and was knocked out. Greg lept down from the top of the stairs.

"What happened?" He asked.

"We were right about hannah, we can't trust her."

Across the room Hannah stood up and shouted, "Greg get away from her! She's Hannah!"

"I think I know my own Fiancee," Greg said.

"Do you now." In a sudden Whirl the Rom was filled with Saras or were they Hannahs? Each had the same clothes. All looking exactly the same. "Which of us in your one true love?"

"The hell!" Greg said looking at all the duplicates. Only one of them was Sara...But which one?

"Greg," they both said at the same time, in the same tone with the same look in their eyes. They both walked up to him and held their left hands to his shoulder. Only one had the green cladagh ring on it. Sara, but they had been in a fight, was it really Sara?

Sara was still wearing the claddagh ring, she knew he knew. Quickly she pressed a kiss to his lips. He knew for sure now.

"WHere's the one place Peter would never expect us to go?" Greg said quietly.
"His house..." Alexx muttered. "Your house Hannah. Where you and he used to live before..."
"That's brilliant," she grabbed all of their hands and the weapon and they all concentrated. "I can't take all of us and the weapon. Someone needs to stay behind and go after the rest of us, with the weapon."
"I will," Alexx volunteered immediatly. "I'm the best with mental things like that, next to Hannah."
"But...the baby," Sara argued.
"I'll be fine. I won't wait long after you, just enough for you to get out of the way," Alexx assured her. Just as she prepared to leave, Peter appeared at the top of the hole again.
"Oh little sister," he said in an annoying sing-song voice. "We can't have you leaving with my new toy, can we?" he jumped down, but Alexx was fast enough to get the weapon gone. She didn't have enough strength to get herself with the weapon, and Peter had a hold of her hair before she could have escaped. The weapon was ogne. "Where'd you send it?" Peter snapped, pulling hard on Alexx's hair.
"If I wanted you to know, I would have left in the god forsaken hole you dirty...ah," he yanked her hair again, cutting off her sentence in an agonizing scream.
"Fine, I guess you'll just come with me," he decided, teleporting them yet again.

"I hope you don't mind me stopping for a little "fun"?" Peter asked.
"You wouldn't!"
"And why would you think I wouldn't kill some one? I do it all the time smart one." Peter through Alexx into the back of the van, turning off her power. "Hope you two get along." Peter slammed the door shut.
"So...you're the savior? My son's half sister."
"Yep...that's me. Here let me get that blade out of you." She pulled the ski out of Peter's father's chest.
"Thanks. He'd never take it out."
"What did you do to make him mad?"
"I...I.."
"You don't have-"
"No. I need to tell you. Your mother as you know has the power to fly and I have the power to never die. Peter got his mother's but...he also got another power. He could take other's powers. I called him a coward but it wasn't his fault. it was mine. My power and your mother's power combined created his. I'm sorry I created the beast that he is." The man cried.
"It's okay.."
"No it isn't. Do you know where we are right now?"
"Where?"
"Your parents house. He's going to kill your entire family."

Sorry about how screwed up my post is, it didn't post wehn it was supposed to. Either that or I accidently didn't read everyhting...anywho. I'm just gonna continue from where Mad left off, because I wasn't playing a huge role in the other part anyways. Once again, sorry! Also, that one line in alice's post, the part with the old and the new and the borrowed and the blue, that's from a radio commercail!!! I remember.

"My entire family...but that's his family too."
"Do you really think he cares?" Peter's dad was right, but Alexx wasn't exactly all there...she wanted to kill Peter. She would kill Peter. He killed Owen, she wouldn't just stand by. "He didn't really kill Owen," Peter's dad said as if reading her mind. "Owen's in limbo, like Sara and Peter once wre. That is ten times worse than actual death. You can save him, but Peter will have to die first."
"Sister, dear, do come out of that vehicle." Alexx carefully opened the door and stepped out. They were outside her house. He grabbed her hair again, dragging her towards the door. "Knock," he said to her, pulling her hair slighlty. She knocked.
"Alexx, Peter, what a...pleasant surprise!" Their mother said, tyring to look happy. "This is very unnexpected." Peter shot his mother backwards with his power, knocking her through 2 walls into the kitchen.
"Stop it Peter!" Alexx shouted, using her own powers to knock him flat.
"You little-" he tried to stand, but Alexx was having a power surge. She was so mad, so unbelievably furious, that she was going into auto-pilot; this was bad for Peter, because in auto-pilot her powers were at least ten times stronger, and she was relentless.
"You killed Owen. You just shot my mother through 2 walls. You have killed thousands and I will not stand by and watch any longer!" her voice shook the house and she shot a ball of blue light at Peter, followed by another and another.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~back at the bar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Alexx needs us," Sara said suddenly from where she sat.
"What?" Greg asked.
"The time has come, we finally have the power to stop Peter, and Alexx has started, but now we must go and help. Come on!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~side note type thing-thing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All around the world, the powers that were left, that Peter had not yet killed, had an apifony(?). They all had the same sudden realization, the sudden urge to go to the same place, which just happened to be Alexx's parents home town, where Peter was. What they didn't realize was that this could end in chaos. This one realization could end the world, if it wasn't timed just right. If the wrong Power ignored his apifony and stayed home, it could ruin everything. If Peter gained all of their powers, it could ruin everything. If even the smallest thing was out of place, the world as they knew it could be over.

Like uber holy hell that's so bad. Luckily for you guys, I'm a genius

Greg shot up from his bed. Sara was still sound a sleep. Hannah seemed to have made a run for it when they found her out but nothing would ruin tomorrow.

Their wedding day. But that dream...Greg sat in the darkness. He knew what it was. A vision. Peter was ready to do something. He was ready to get revenge on Alexx. With Owen gone he had a clear shot for the Baby.

What does the baby have? thought Greg, What power does it have that he wants so badly. He already has so much...What could it be?

Greg got up silently and wrote a quick note and left it on the pillow:

My Sweet Sara,

I'll be at the Bar ready to marry you.

Love,
Greg

He slipped on some jeans and a shirt and went into town. He had to figure it out. He had to stop Peter.

I think that should set us straight. We really need to get together sometime and figure it out. Or at least the three of you do and tell me later.

Yeah bells next time you go to the library call me and mad so we can discuss this a little bit, because just me and adam plotting doesn't seem to be working. And yes adam we are lucky you're a genius

Sara rolled over hoping to find Greg. There was a space where his arm should be. What the hell? She opened her eyes, he wasn't there. She waited for a few minutes to see if he was just in the bathroom.

Finally a little anxious she stood up and walked to the counter. She found his note. "Oh god," she said out loud. "Greg what are you doing?"

"He's not here is he?" Hannah's voice said from the other side. Sara looked up and saw her. She was dressed very differently from the last time they had met. Her Long black boots were gone and replaced with short heels, a mini skirt, and a spegetti strap blouse. In her right hand she had a green apple and on the left she had a calladgh ring, Sara's ring.

Sara glanced at her hand and glared at hannah, "give it back and i will be civil." The ring appeared on Sara's hand. "Now what do you mean?"

"I mean he's not here is he?"

"Where is he?"

"You really have so little faith for him don't you?"

"I love Greg more than life itself, if he died or captured-"

"Do you think Peter cares that much about him? Or you for that matter? You can omit that second thought sister, if Peter gets a hold of Greg there is no second option. He's dead."

"You hate everyone don't you?"

"Everyone and everything"

"Is there nothing on this Earth that you care for?"

Hannah's gaze lowered. "I loved once, twice actually seeing as i'm a part of you. I loved Greg while I was you and Peter after. I do not blame Greg for the way I am, I changed because of Peter. I never trusted him, but thats just how it goes on our side of the sepectrum, but I did love him."

"Why?" Sara was beginning to feel more like a sister to Hannah every day. That thought should have repulsed her, but she was strangely comfortable with it.

"Why do you love Greg? Its the same kind of question, how do we pick who we love?"

"We don't, we can't really control it." She looked at Hannah, "you still love him don't you."

"Which him?"

"Peter, you still love him don't you?"

Hannah looked down ashamed, "yes I do still love him."

"Then tell him," tell him? What the hell? She shouldn't be thinking of Peter as human.

"You try telling a sosiopathic demonic bastard that you love him, espically after he tried to kill you."

Sara laughed, "what do you intend to do then?"

"Help you, I love Peter but he's out of his league."

"Are you sure you want to help us?"

"I'm sure."

"Then help me find Greg."

"Try meditating, just to see what he's doing first."

She had a point, and she didn't mind going into a trance around Hannah anymore.

"Damnit!" Sara cursed as she came out of her trance. She couldn't see Greg or what he was doing.

"I know what you need," Hannah said, "it won't help you find Greg but it'll calm you down."

"What would that be?"

"A martini."

"Bad idea, yet I'd love one." Hannah went around the bar and made two large martinis."

They sat drinking and talking for hours, within the first two hours they were so drunk that standing up would be one of the worst ideas yet.

They were sitting on the bar laughing their asses off when Greg and Alexx came in.yes i am aware of what's going on i'm just cutting out the middle part

"Hey honey!" Sara said trying not to laugh. "Where've you been?"

"Long story," he looked at her in the way he might look at an insane person. Maybe she was going insane, there she was drunk the day before her wedding having martinis with someone who sevral hours ago she hated, and a sosiopathic lunitic was on the lose. "Sara why's she here?"

"Um..." she looked at her, "didn't we talk about this?"

"I think so no wait... we discussed why I'm staying, but not why I came."

"Maybe when we sober up we should talk about it." Sara swung her legs over the edge of the bar and slid off. She stumbled but Greg caught her before she fell. "I'm okay," she said as she gathered herself on her feet. As she went to take a step she lost her balence, once again Greg was there to catch her as she fell. "I'm fine," she protested.

"Sure you are sweetie, come on lets get you upstairs." With Greg supporting her it was much easier to walk. He walked her upstairs and onto the couch. As he went to leave she grabbed his arm, not wanting him to go again.

"Greg," she murmered on the verge of passing out.

"What honey."

"Will you be here when I wake up?"

"Yes, honey, I will be."

"Will you leave again?"

"Only to get my tux on."

"Good." Her grip relaxed and she passed out.

Greg couldn't find Peter. He had no clue where he might be. Maybe they should get the weapon...just in case.

Then he remembered. That was part of his dream. They had to do this without it. Hopefully they could.

Hopefully her hangover wouldn't be to bad before their wedding.

"ugh, what else can go wrong today?"