A Rising Star

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Alandria sighed softtly as she sat in the recording studio, attempting to think of new songs for her highly anticipated upcoming album. There had been a lot of media focus on Alandria in the past few months, mostly due to the crazy stalker that she had obtained recently. This stalker didn't seem to mind people knowing that he/she was watching Alandria's every move. With a heavy sigh, she ripped up the piece of paper and tossed it in the waste basket. "Damnit..............I just can't focus knowing that I'm probably being watching........." She spoke outloud but mostly to herself. Of course, she had Malcolm to protect her but even that did not bring her ease right now. Malcolm was never let anyone harm her and she knew that. He had taken a bullet for her before but this stalker seemed to always be around, just watching her as if waiting for the right moment to present itself to him/her. She sighed heavily and looked around at the empty recording studio. Typically Malcolm did not leave her side but he had run out to get some coffee even though he did not want to leave her alone.

Alandria blinked slightly when the sound of someone breathing crossed her ears. "Who's there?! Tell me who you are!" She looked around some with panic in her eyes. Was that someone in the shadows over there? No, it would be impossible. Malcolm had checked the studio himself and locked it up tight. The chilling voice rang out to her, "Where is your bodyguard? There is no one here to protect you now.......They would never catch me if I did something to you." The stalker broke out into laughter as Alandria ran from the studio in a desperate attempt to find Malcolm. "Malcolm! Where are you!?" Alandria screamed throughout empty hallways.


((We still need the crazy fan. Whoever takes the role of the crazy fan gets full range on the character. Make the stalker as crazy or as not crazy as you want!!))
 
Malcolm

Malcolm was on his way back from the coffee run, not having wanted to go get it, but the session had gone overtime and he was getting a bit tired. He was just walking back up to the studio when Allendria ran out screaming for him. He ran up to her, throwing the coffee cup to the ground, and looked at her. 'What's wrong, where is he?" He had his gun out, and on total alert for any problems or enemies around them. He had placed her behind him protectively, keeping his eyes open.
 
Alandria felt a sudden surge of relief when Malcolm pushed her behind him. She near the edge of hysterics when she had found Malcolm. God only knew what the stalker would have done to her if Malcolm had not shown. But how in the world had the stalker gotten into the recording studio? It just wasn't possible. "He was in the studio Malcolm. I swear to you! He spoke and everything!" She looked up at him with fear written all over her face. Never before had the stalker been in the same room as her, well not that she was aware of. He had mostly sent her crazy letters and a few dead animals but this was crossing the line into dangerous territory. Why had he pin-pointed her? He had never asked for any money, so she knew he wasn't looking to get money for blackmail. She quivered slightly and made her way towards the studio.
 
Tee leaped from teh studio doorway. "BOO!" He cried laughing and staring at her was a crazy stare. He ignored the bodyguard next to her, like he was unconcerned with the man standing next to his dream girl. "Why do you keep running from me? Alandria? Why!? You know you can't fight our love."

Slowly for the first time his eyes went to the bodyguard. "Grab her." He said simply. "You've done good Malcolm." The guy said, his left eye twitching slightly.
 
Malcolm

OOC: Funny thing is Kane, I had just recommended that she PM you for the part before you took it.

IC: Malcolm raised an eyebrow at the crazy man and shook his head. "You are to leave her alone, and not bother her anymore. As it is, you are going to be going to jail right now, now that we have you." He walked up to him, and grabbed him by the arm, twisting it behind his back, and pulled out his Cell phone, tossing it to Alendria telling her to call the police.
 
Alandria caught Malcolm's cell phone and stared at the stalker while she spoke with the police, "Yeah, Sergeant Johnson? It's Alandria. We got the stalker, well Malcolm does at least. Alright, we'll be waiting." She hung up the cell phone and took a few steps closer to the stalker with a disgusted look on her face. He really was creepy looking but she was safe now. Her eyes went to Malcolm, "Sergeant Johnson is on the way to get him." Alandria looked back to the stalker with a raised eyebrow. He had been stalking her for so long but now he had gotten caught, almost willingfully. Something was definitely off about this guy......
 
"You betray me!?" The man hissed in outrage. He yanked and twisted, jerking himself free and toward the star now trying to dial the cell phone. With a yip of glee he pulled his pocket knife and grabbed a handful of the woman's hair. He pressed the knife to her neck and laughed.

"Sorry to do this to you my love, but things aren't going quite as planned." He said, glaring at the bodyguard. "Now big man. WE had a deal...you help me get my penis inside of her and I give you a turn. But it seems you don't want to cooperate so I'm going to asked the lovely Alandria what she wants." He licked the starlets chick. "What do you say lover? You want to have some sex or do you want to have a slit throat?" He asked.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm didn't know what the hell he was talking about. But he had to take out this mad man now, or else. He pulled his gun out, and pointed it at the mans leg. He pulled back the trigger loudly and said in a cold voice. "Let her go or else."
 
Alandria screamed as the stalker pressed the knife to her throat. "No! Please don't do this................." Her eyes stared at Malcolm, waiting for him to save her. There was no way she was having sex with this stalker but if worst came to worst, she would be forced too. She looked back at the stalker then suddenly mule kicked him in the crotch with all the force she could gather. When the stalker doubled over in pain, the knife cut her throat slightly. The cut from the knife was not severe enough to raise any medical emergency flag but she was bleeding a little. As soon as the stalker hit the floor, Alandria went running for Malcolm as fast as she could
 
"BAAAHRRRHHGHGSOOJSMVLASONOFABITCH!" He cried as he fell. He kicked himself against for not using a cup. Damn, that was stupid. Well shit this looked completely screw for him. Slowly he climbed to his feet, ignoring the gun pointed at him. "Why are you making this so difficult? Alandria? Don't you know how much pleasure I can give you." He zipped his pants open and yanked out a nice 9 inch cock. "Think about this for a second!" He insisted.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm was proud of her. "Good thinking Allandria, he won't get at you again. Are you ok?" He looked at her through the corner of his eye, hoping that she wasn't hurt. "I'm glad you don't believe him, I didn't and never would betray you or your trust like that."
 
Alandria nodded slightly, "Yeah I know you wouldn't Malcolm. I trust you." She smiled at him then glanced back to stalker only to notice that he had pulled out his cock. She shook her head slightly then covered her eyes and heard the sounds of sirens in the distance. "Make him put that thing away please Malcolm." She uncovered her eyes to see that the stalker still had not put his cock away. "Put that away you disgusting man! Thats disgusting!"
 
He put a hand to his chest, taken aback. "It is not! It's a perfect tool of pleasure!" He insisted. He stepped toward them raising his hand. "Come on, I know you want it. Why would you send me away when you know you want me." He stared right at her as if Malcolm wasn't even there. "Please! Let me show you!"
 
Alandria stepped behind Malcolm and clung to him tightly as she watched the stalker. "I don't want you! I want you to leave me alone and stop bothering me! Thats what I want! I hate you! I hate you will every inch of me!" She stared at the stalker then glanced to the officers who were entering the recording studio and making their way to where the three of them stood. "I hope you rot in jail!"
 
He grinned and grabbed his cock wagging it at her like a piece of robe. "You don't know what you're missing. But mark my words, your curiosity will get the better of you!" He tucked himself away and spun toward the cops. "Hey guys, can I get you a beer?" With that he darted into a nearby room and launched himself through the window. Two stories was a decent fall but he rolled and took off around the corner before the cops knew he was gone.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm was swearing in 3 different languages when the stalker took off. He looked at the officers who still had their guns out and then remembered that he had his own gun out and cocked. He slowly pointed it at the ceiling, and uncocked it. "It's ok guys, I'm liscensed to carry it, and I was trying to protect her." he placed it back into his holster, and pulled out his wallet to show them his CWP and then when things were settled in that, he put his wallet away. "You OK now Allendria? We will get out of here as soon as we can and hopefully we won't have to deal with him again."
 
Alandria smiled and looked at Malcolm then kissed his cheek softly. "Thanks for always being by my side. It means more to me than you know." She smiled happily and surpressed the feeling to reach out and hug him tightly. He was her bodyguard, not her boyfriend. She looked around some, the recording studio was now swarming with cops and detectives who were processing the crime scene.

Detective Johnson walked up to Alandria and told her that she was free to go and that he would get their statements tomorrow regarding the stalker. She nodded and smiled then looked to Malcolm, "Can you go into the studio and get my notebook please? Then I want to get out of here." This stalker was really taking a toll on Alandria.
 
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