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At Every Turn	By : peachesalways2007 Category: M through R > Power Rangers Views: 7728 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jones Residence

Malibu, California

April 4th, 2003

Lighting the last candle on the coffee table, Victoria was putting the finishing touches on what will turn out to be Christopher's last night here on earth. She has been waiting, plotting and looking forward to doing away with her father for quite some time and, after finally killing her biological father a few weeks ago, she was anxiously ready for the next step in her quest in getting Jason back in her clutches. With one person out, she only has two more people standing in her way.

However, it won't be long before Christopher and Trini will be out of her life...for good.

After lighting the last candle, she surveyed her surroundings. She didn't know what she was thinking turning her living room into an aura of romance, but, if that's what it takes to take care of another problem that's been kicking her up in the ass, then so be it.

Just then, the doorbell began to ring. Smirking evilly, she smoothed out the wrinkles of her skin tight black dress and proceeded to head towards the front door. Upon opening it, she checked herself in the mirror; brushing the the strands of her dark hair away from her face and making sure that everything else was in place. Satisfied with her appearance, she took a deep breath and finally opened the door.

There he was, the devil himself, her soon-to-be-dead stepfather, Christopher Martin Jones, was standing right before her in the flesh, looking devilishly handsome in his dark blue Armani suit and smirking smugly at her.

"You look good, little girl. Too bad I can't stay for long. I have a big charity event to attend to in a little while," he said as he stepped right inside. He went right into the living room, with her trailing close behind, smiling evilly behind his back because in a few minutes, he does have someplace to attend to: six feet under.

"I thought that we could have a glass of wine and spend some time together. With my mother gone, I'm feeling a little bit lonely," she said, batting her eyelashes playfully as they sat down on the sofa.

"Oh, really? Well, what about that Scott boy? You're not trying to get him back again, are you?" he asked, arching his eyebrow up in suspicion.

Smiling tightly at him, Victoria picked up two glasses of red wine and handed one over to him. "But, of course, father. However, I have one little problem: his meddling girlfriend is standing in my way. I have to find some way to get rid of her so he could come back to me."

"Little girl, you're wasting your time. Jason doesn't want you back. You ruined any chance of a reconciliation when he caught you with that guy you ending up killing; not to mention, our own little tryst in Las Vegas that resulted in you being pregnant with my child," he reminded her as he took a sip of his wine, which caused her to become stiff at the mention of the child she lost.

"You just had to mention my baby, didn't you?" she asked in a condescending tone.

Christopher just rolled his eyes. "It's been over a year since you lost that baby, Victoria. Isn't it about time you get over it and move on?"

"Have you, father?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him, anger boiling in her veins.

"Of course I got over it, child. I mean, did you really think you were gonna let that Scott boy raise a child that turned out to be a mistake? If you think about it, losing that baby was the best thing that ever happened to us. I would've been under so much scrutiny for raising my stepdaughter's baby," he said nonchalantly.

You son of a bitch!

"Well, it doesn't matter, anyway. I can't have any children of my own, I can't adopt thanks to you ruining my reputation and soiling my good name and I can't even use a surrogate. I'm still determined to get Jason back and I'm not gonna let anyone stand in my way," Victoria said, determination laced in her voice.

He just shook his head and continued drinking his wine, not realizing that tonight will mark his final appearance on this planet earth. She just started at the man she loathed more than anything for a few more seconds before setting her glass of wine down on the table and got up from the sofa.

She walked over by the fireplace mantle and picked up a poker off the floor, then she proceeded to around the living room until she stood right behind her stepfather, who was still drinking his wine and was completely unaware that in just a few moments, his life will come to an tragic end.

Gripping the poker in her hands tightly, she slowly raised her arms up over her head and closed her eyes; silently asking God to forgive her for what she's about to do.

I'm sorry, Christopher, but it's time for you to go, she thought as she took a deep breath and, after hesitation for a second, finally drilled the poker down in the back of his head.

Christopher let out a blood curling scream as he dropped the glass of wine he was drinking down on the hardwood floor and he tried to protect himself from the bone crushing blows to the back of his head by using his hands to cover himself, but Victoria was just getting started. She kept bashing his head with the poker, satisfied to see the blood splatter all over the sofa, the floor and even on the walls. All the pain, frustration and anger she had been harboring for the man who had raised her was finally unleashed and she has no plans of stopping anytime soon.

"Victoria, what are you doing?! Please stop!" he pleaded as he fell off the sofa and landed on the floor. Shaking her head, she came from around the sofa and continued beating him relentlessly with the poker, this time, she demolished him from head to toe. Before long, his breathing became shallow and he was losing consciousness, which tells her that she needs to end this.

Raising her arms up over her head again, she screamed loudly as she drilled the pointed edge of the poker right through his chest, slicing right through his black heart and watching with satisfaction as the light in his eyes finally went out and he finally succumbed to the injuries he sustained. With blood gushing out of his mouth, she knew she got the job done.

Christopher Jones, ruthless congressman and businessman, was dead. Finally.

Breathing heavily, Victoria pulled the poker right out of his chest and stepped to survey the damage she caused.

Good riddance, you bastard! May God have mercy on your soul, but I surely don't have any mercy for you! Now, there's one more person I need to get rid of and soon, very soon, Jason Lee Scott will be mine...again!

Laughing sadistically, she dropped the poker on the floor and began to formulate her next plan of action: how to get rid of the body without looking suspicious...

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Rollins Reality

Malibu, California

April 6th, 2003

It was turning out to be a slow day at the office and Jason would've loved to just stay home and sleep a little bit longer (or, at least, making an unannounced visit to Trini's law office for a little 'afternoon delight'), however, sometimes in life, things don't always work out that way. So he's been sitting in his office all day, mulling over paperwork, nursing several cups of coffee and trying his best to not fall asleep at his desk. The original red ranger even found himself yawning on several different occasions, which meant that he was bored as hell.

He decided to take a break, so after mulling over another pointless document one more time, he sat his pen down on the desk and cut his desktop computer on. Jason decided to check his e-mail to see if anyone tried to contact him when he noticed an unknown address popping up on the screen. Growing curious, he clicked on it to see who would send him anything.

He'd come to regret that decision.

He was stunned to see provocative photos of a woman wearing some skimpy lingerie and posing salaciously on a king sized bed. And there was even more photos of that same woman in another pair of skimpy lingerie in different positions on the bed that made his blood boil.

Upon closer inspection, however, he immediately recognized the woman's face and that made the back ends of his short brown hair stand up.

The woman was none other than his deranged ex-girlfriend, Victoria Jones!

I can't believe she would e-mail me those photos! I thought I made it clear that I didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore, but she clearly haven't got the message! If she keeps up, I'm gonna have to get the police involved, but what good would that do? I have to stop this once and for all!

Picking up the phone, he hastily dialed her number and pressed the phone to his ear. After only two rings, he heard the phone click, which meant that she picked up.

"Hey, stranger. Long time, no see. Or rather long time, no hear," she answered, purring seductively.

"Victoria, I want you to listen to me and listen to me very carefully: I want you to stop sending me photos of yourself to my e-mail. I thought I made it clear that I never wanted to see you again, but you clearly haven't got the message loud and clear. Leave me alone and get on with your fucking life!" he hissed lowly.

She just chuckled softly, which caused him to roll his eyes. "Oh, Jason, haven't you learn anything? No one breaks up with me and lives. You belong to me. We're meant to be together. My father's out of my life for good, so now nothing will stand in my way in getting you back. I just have your so-called girlfriend to contend with, but she won't be a factor for much longer. So I suggest that you get rid of Trini and come back where you truly belong: with me."

"You must be out your damn mind if I even consider leaving the best thing that ever happened to me for you. I'm sorry, but, I would never lower myself to get back together with someone who lied, cheated, manipulated and even became possessive and jealous on any woman I talked to. And, you know what? I'm starting to wonder why I ever gave you the time of day in the first place!"

"No, no, you don't mean that, Jason. Please tell me you don't mean that," she said, her voice cracking with emotion.

"You know what? It doesn't matter because anything I say will go in one ear and out the other when it comes to you. Now, I'm gonna say this for the last time: LEAVE ME AND TRIN THE HELL ALONE OR ELSE YOU'LL BE SORRY YOU EVER MESSED WITH ME!" Jason said before he slammed the phone down, ending the conversation abruptly.

Placing his head in his hands, he was pretty much at the end of his rope. He seriously hated his ex-girlfriend, which was big for him considering that he doesn't condone hating anyone. However, after that heated phone conversation with Victoria, he decided that he could make one exception.

Meanwhile, Victoria was holding her cell phone in her hand and just stared at it for a while. She was so happy to hear from Jason again, but the tone of his voice wasn't happy or elation. Instead, based on their conversation, not only does he have no intention of leaving that meddling girlfriend of his, he also had the audacity to threaten her.

Guess it's time for me to turn up the heat. I can't let him get away form me that easily. He'll be back with me soon enough. I know exactly what to do.

Putting her phone down on the coffee table, she got up from her newly cleaned sofa and headed towards the kitchen to get a glass of wine.

With a new plan formulating in her delusional mind...

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Victoria's Secret

Rodeo Drive

Los Angeles, California

April 10th, 2003

"I'm so glad you girls came out with me. I needed a break, especially after the hellish week I had at the office," Trini said as she gripped her bags tightly as they walked out of the lingerie store.

"Oh, tell me about it. Between running my gymnastics studio and decorating my new home, what better than to relieve your stress than a good ol' shopping trip with my girls," Kimberly said, wiping her forehead with her hand and laughing softly.

The weekends were always the best time for the ladies because they didn't have to work and as much as they loved the men in their lives, they needed to just spend to some time with one another. After all, it's very rare to the female rangers spend some quality time without the guys running interference.

"So, Trini, how are things between you and Jason? Everything's okay, right?" Aisha asked as they were about to cross the street.

Trini smiled brightly. "Other than having to deal with Victoria's crazy ass, everything's great between me and Jason. I'm just so sick and tired of her messing with us all the time. In fact, he called me the other day and told me that she sent provocative photos of herself in some skimpy lingerie to his e-mail address. He gave her hell for it when he called on her cell phone and do you know she had the gall to threaten him?! I mean, really, who would do something like that?"

"Apparently, her. Really, though, what did Jason ever see in her in the first place?" Kat asked, shaking her head in disbelief.

"I don't know and really, I don't really wanna know. He broke up with her after she cheated on him and it has been nothing but hell ever since," Trini said as she watched the crosswalk sign go from 'stop' to 'walk'. Just as she was heading across the street, a car came out of nowhere and came straight at her. With her quicking thinking, Trini managed to move out of the way with just seconds to spare. As the car sped away, the original yellow ranger managed to get the license plate number as she backed up towards the corner.

"Trini, my God! Are you okay?!" Kimberly asked frantically as she ran over to her best friend.

Placing her hand on her forehead, Trini sighed deeply as she felt her heart racing. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm not hurt."

"What the hell was that about?" Aisha asked, shaking her head in disbelief.

Trini sighed deeply as anger boiled in her veins. "I don't know, but you best believe whoever was driving that car won't be getting away with it. Good thing I was able to the license plate number as he or she was driving away."

"So, what happens now?" Kat asked as they quickly crossed the street and headed towards a local Italian restaurant.

"Like I said before, whoever drives that car will have to answer to me...and the police. But, let's not worry about that right now. Let's get some Italian," Trini declared as she headed inside the restaurant, with Kim, Kat and Aisha trailing close behind.

Meanwhile, the car stopped in front of the Beverly Hills hotel and the woman driving it was frustrated because she didn't succeed in her mission in running over Trini. Slapping her hands harshly against the steering wheel, now she has to come up with yet another plan of getting rid of that meddlesome bitch.

Turns out, Trini was much tougher than she thought.

It doesn't matter to Victoria because with now both of her fathers out of her life permanently, she just needs to up the ante in getting Jason back. And she knows exactly how she's gonna do it.

Once he sees me in his favorite pair of lingerie, he won't be able to resist me. And when that bitch comes in and catches us, well, she'll have no other choice than to break up with him; leaving the door open for me to comfort him. He'll just have to take me back. He'll just have to.

Smiling evilly, Victoria revved the engine to her car again and took off down the street; the excitement of getting Jason back lulling in her veins...

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