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Date Posted: 21:59:07 09/30/00 Sat
Author: Trace VanReardon
Subject: Peace Of Mind… (Damm, Storm, Bock, Martinez, Cage, and Fury) Featuring: Trisha VanReardon, Stephanie Connor, Kevin O’Neil, and Alexandria Kane










“The Game of Life…”

“Some of us win… some of us lose… some of us even quit before the game is finished. For those who live on the edge and ride life like it was some sort of lightning bolt from the heavens… each moment is brought sharply into focus. For those who sit on the fence… each moment is so excruciatingly slow and painful, it’s like a knife cutting into your chest. Stephanie Connor rode the lightning bolt… she rode it for all it was worth and for reasons that were her own… she saw fit to cross several others who rode their own bolts of lightning. Chris Damm… Johnny Storm… Sebastian Bock… and even Jimmy Martinez. In the end… she was knocked off and fell to the ground. Her ride temporarily interrupted… but hers wasn’t the only one to come to an abrupt halt… my own brother chose to discard his own chance to continue his accent through The GWA to be by her side. For Connor… she would have to heal her body and her mind before she could jump back into the fight… but for Trace… he would settle for nothing more than cold hard revenge against the person or persons responsible for Connor’s downfall…”

“Alek Cage had felt the wraith… Trace had been bloodthirsty and he had indeed tried to kill the man… but that was not to be. Some thought it was over… but in fact… it had only just begun…”



1:30 PM… 30 September, 2000
GWA Headquarters Building



Stephanie Connor sat behind her desk and settled into the high backed leather chair. Being an executive had never entered her mind, but President Ali had made her an offer she couldn't refuse. Stephanie settled back and looked around at the papers on her desk... where to start? But something else was nagging her. Stephanie looked up at Trace as he sat on the couch across the room staring at her intently. Stephanie breathed out with a long sigh as she shook her head. Trace had not left her side since his match with Cage, just as he had promised and it had been a sweet gesture at first... but now... it was becoming a bit unsettling...

Stephanie: Uh... Trace? You don't have to be here. I'm pretty sure that I'll be okay in the headquarters building...

Trace looked at Stephanie for a long while, then leaned back on the couch and put his feet on her lounge table...

Trace: It's okay sweetheart.... I don't mind. Besides... I enjoy watching you. It's become my favorite thing to do as of late...

Trace settled into the warm leather of the chair as he watched Connor watch him. A subtle change registered on his face... hardly noticeable. Trace had not told the entire truth. Merely watching Stephanie was a joy... but thinking of Cage, Bock, Storm, and even Damm seemed to occupy quite a bit of his time. Trace had confronted Cage... but he hadn't been satisfied with what he gained. Cage was the middleman... and someone else was even more directly responsible for what had happened to Stephanie. All of the others had motives... and Trace would find the one that nearly killed Stephanie…

Stephanie looked back up at Trace, removing her eyes from the paper she was reading. Something was different about him. His eyes once playful and filled with joy, now seemed distant, cold, and full of anger. It was almost like looking into a mirror. Those were the same things she saw in herself. Cage. That's who he was probably thinking about. The man that almost took her life. As she thought about it. She had no feelings. No anger, or hatred towards him. She couldn't understand that part. But her mind focused back at Trace. She needed to do something to get his mind off things. And as much as she loved and cared about him his constant presence was getting to her. She needed an hour to herself just to relax. Trace shrugged his shoulders and picked up a magazine, flipping absently through the pages and tossing it back down, leaving it unread. Trace looked up at her after a few moments...

Stephanie: Trace... When was the last time you saw Trisha Or even talked to her? I'm pretty sure she is worried about you.

Trace: She always worried about this, that, or the other thing. She's worst than my mother! I'm sure a few more weeks of not hearing from her baby brother won't kill her.

Trace looked around for something else to occupy him and soon he was thumbing through the same magazine for a second time. Stephanie got up and walked across the room and sat down beside him as she put her hand on his leg…

Stephanie: Look here… it’s really nice that you look after me now… I love it… it’s really very sweet…

Stephanie frowns a bit…

Stephanie: Well… except for when you follow me into the ladies room… that gets kinda creepy… and it does weird the other ladies out somewhat.

Stephanie leans against Trace…

Stephanie: But it’s time to take a step back and let me be on my own for a bit… you have a life to… and I don’t want you ruining it because you’re afraid to leave me alone. I’m part of The GWA staff now… Fury will deal with anyone who even considers touching me! You can focus on what you have to do now… okay?

Trace thought for a moment… she was right… being on The GWA staff would afford her some level of protection now… but she was still missing the point. Out there… one of the employees of this company had ordered that Alek Cage electrocute her. Was it Storm? He was the most likely candidate. Was it Bock? He had made his intentions perfectly clear and he didn’t seem to be backing down either. Was it Damm? He had motives… and while it seemed remote… it was not something that Trace could merely ignore. Stephanie was right… he would have to go on… but not for himself has she had said… he would have to confront these men… each and every last one of them… eye to eye… man to man. Trace touched the side of Stephanie’s head as he started to stroke her hair… as was his favorite thing to do… but this time he saw her flinch just slightly as she grabbed her temple. A look of concern washed over him and she grabbed his shoulder as he started to stand…

Stephanie: It’s okay! I’m fine… it’s just a headache… the doctor said I’d have them for a while. It’s completely normal…

Trace withdrew his hand and pounded his fist on the armrest as he gritted his teeth. Stephanie could see that he was torn between two courses of action now. If she didn’t assure him that she’d be okay… he’d never leave her… he’d never eat or even sleep if he thought that some harm would come to her. Stephanie would have to show him that she was going to fine on her own. She reached over and pulled him close to her and kissed him passionately on the lips. Trace was ridged at first… almost afraid to touch her… but he slowly warmed up to her touch. Stephanie sighed as she tried to enjoy the moment… but her head still throbbed. She put up a brave front as she squeezed him tightly… the very act of doing so sending waves of pain shooting into her brain like tiny explosions. She grimaced and hoped that Trace couldn’t feel the change. She felt relieved as she drew away from him and he sat back smiling at her…

Trace: So… you’re sure that you’re fine?

Stephanie smiled… and gave him a slight wink…

Stephanie: I’m right as rain… but I’ll be even better after I’m sure that you’re not playing babysitter anymore.

Trace reached out and touched her temple again… but this time Stephanie intercepted his touch with her own hand and brought it to her soft lips…

Stephanie: Run along… I’ve got work to do. Pick me up later for dinner… I’m sure I’ll be starved.

Stephanie got up and walked back to her desk as Trace stood and walked to the door. He paused in the doorway and Stephanie’s heart skipped a beat. Had he noticed that she was not really 100%? Had he somehow seen through her attempted deception? Stephanie breathed a sigh of relief as Trace looks up and heads out the door. Stephanie sits behind her desk and puts her head in her hands…


*** *** ***



Trace stood outside Stephanie’s door for a long while as he ran his hands through his hair. Trace had felt the change… he had felt it through his own skin… he had seen it when she opted to kiss his hand instead of allow him to touch her as he had done a hundred times before. Trace was tempted to go back into her office and confront her… to go back in there and sit with all the resolve he had when he first saw her in that hospital room days ago… but that would accomplish nothing. She would never forgive him for that… he would have to take matters into his own hands. She would not let him coddle her… but she could not protect herself… not right now. Trace would never trust Fury with such a task… especially when he allowed MJ to have her way… and she cared for little other than her own success. There was one person that Trace could turn to… only one…


4:45 PM… 30 September, 2000
CTN Towers, New York City, New York



Trace walked into the building and passed Kevin O’Neil. Kevin chased after Trace as he passed him…





Kevin: HEY TRACE! WHERE IN THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!! I’VE BEEN LOOKING ALL OVER FOR YOU!!

Trace stopped and looked back at Kevin…

Kevin: Bro! There are all kind of people wanting to do interviews with you and sh*t! Man! The damn gravy train is passing us the f*ck by! We need to get on this sh*t dog!

Trace shook his head and waved Kevin off as he turned away and walked on, leaving Kevin behind. Kevin ran behind Trace to catch up with him, but as he passed one of the monitors which constantly run CTN promos, he stopped dead in his tracks and stared in disbelief…


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The announcers electronic voice is suddenly cut off as Trace kicks the monitor over and it shatters on the floor sending sparks and pieces of electronics flying in all directions…

Kevin: HEY MAN!! WHAT TH F*CK ARE YOU DOING!!! THAT SH*T COSTS…

Trace grabs Kevin and shoves him against the wall…

Trace: THAT SH*T IS ABOUT TO COST YOU YOUR DAMN LIFE!! I WANT IT PULLED… NOW!!! BEFORE STEPHANIE SEES IT!

Kevin tries to explain…

Kevin: Look man!! I can’t do that!!! If I do… you’re f*cked!!

Trace rears back to punch Kevin and he covers his face…

Kevin: ALL RIGHT!! ALL RIGHT!! I’LL PULL IT!! I’LL PULL IT!!! BUT DON’T SAY I DIDN’T WARN YOU!!!

Trace lets Kevin go and he storms down the hallway as Kevin adjusts his suit. Kevin looks around at the ruined monitor as Alex Kane walks up to him. She scratches her head as she looks at the smashed monitor…





Alex: It seems that someone here doesn’t appreciate my eye for camera work…

Kevin shakes his head…

Kevin: I knew he’d be pissed… but I didn’t think he’d be that goddamn pissed! He wants me to pull th mothaf*cken flick! If I do that sh*t… Adia and Tate are gonna come down on his ass like a damn pimp on an ungrateful hoe! He just don’t get it! I’m not pullin the flick… it’s for his own good!

Alex stands there for a while as Kevin weighs his options. A devious smile crosses Alex’s face as she grabs Kevin…

Alex: Pull it! Do what he said and pull the damn thing!

Kevin looks at her as if she were insane…

Kevin: B*tch! Is you crazy!! If I do that…

Suddenly Kevin’s expression changes as he realizes what Alex is getting at. A smile crosses his face as he looks back at Alex with a laugh…

Kevin: If I do that sh*t… Trace and Stephanie are as good as broken up!

Alex smiles sadistically…

Alex: Yes… yes they are.

Kevin shakes his head…

Kevin: Woman… I think I love you!

Alex: Well save that love for later… I’ve got a lot of work to do! I need to get down to the studio and set everything up for Uncovered… I’ve got an exclusive interview with someone and I can’t wait to see the look on Stephanie Connor’s face when I air it!

Alex walks off as Kevin strokes his goatee and watches her intently…

Kevin: Damn! She’s fine…


*** *** ***



Trace walked past the CEO’s secretary and came to the door of the CTN President and paused there for a moment. He took a breath and thought for a moment. His mind kept replaying the pained look on Stephanie Connor’s face over and over. Trace would never have a piece of mind so long as he felt that she was so vulnerable. Fury could only do so much… but perhaps the person behind this door could do more. Trace grabbed the door handle and pushed his way into the office as the scene faded…






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