Endings and Beginnings

Authors: J. LoPresti

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1: Endings and Beginnings

ENDINGS AND BEGINNINGS
(Based on the characters from Friday the 13th the Series)
J. LoPresti

Prologue:
"Lewis Vendredi made a deal with the devil, to sell cursed antiques. But he
broke pact, and it cost him his soul. His niece Micki and her cousin Ryan
have inherited the store, and with it, the curse. Now they must get
everything back, and the real terror begins."


The last faint rays of light disappeared over the horizon. Micki walked
up to the front door, locked it, and flipped the sign to CLOSED. She turned
to Jack who had just come from the basement.

"Is the lipstick case in the vault?" she asked.

"Yes," he said with a sigh. " 'So foul and fair a day...' "

Tired, he slumped into a chair. He reached over to the only object on the
desk, an old worn out book. Opening it, he scanned the page for a moment
then taking a pen he crossed off one more item.

"That leaves six objects," said Micki. She stood behind him now. With
her hand on his shoulder, she leaned over slightly and let her eyes wander
over the pages of the manifest.

Jack looked up at her then turned back to the book. "We've spent a great
deal of time trying to track down these last few objects and come up with
nothing. We've done our best. There is not much more we can do."

"Jack, we can't just let those objects remain out there, hurting people."

"I'm not saying that we do. But, I think it is time that you get on with
your life. It has been over two years now. I'm sure that you had plans for
your life. You certainly never expected it to go on as long as it did."

"Plans?" Micki laughed a little. "Yes, I could have been the wife of a big
city lawyer."

"Circumstances got in the way of your relationship with Lloyd."

"Oh please Jack, it never would have worked anyway," Micki looked
away. Somehow she did not feel as certain in those words as she would
have like to.

"I do not know whether or not you two could work things out. That is
not what I am trying to say. You need to leave this store behind, go back
home, and make a new life for yourself. Your girlfriend Katherine, the
designer, has been asking you for months to become her business partner."

"It's a wonderful offer. Did you know I studied for two years at the City
School for the Arts? That is where Katherine and I meet." There was a
faint smile on Micki's face as she remembered her college days. Her
expression turned serious as she spoke again. "But Jack, what about those
items in the manifest?"

"Don't worry about them. Rashid and I will keep an eye on the
newspapers. I have friends in Europe and on the coast who can let me
know if they hear about anything out of the ordinary."

"I can't just leave you."

"Yes you can," he said with a smile. "But I will be very disappointed if
you do not come for a visit from time to time."

"Oh Jack, I just don't know." She pulled up a chair beside him and took
the manifest from his hands. She turned the pages slowly. "I remember the
day we found this book. We had no idea what we were getting into. It was
all a game to Ryan in the beginning. I remember how he use to drive me
crazy." She smiled a little then it changed to sadness. In almost a whisper
she said, "I miss him."
"I miss him too."
"Look here," she said as she pointed to a page in the old book. "The
quill pen. Remember how you made me dress up as a monk to get that
thing back?"

Jack pointed to another page, "The cape. I remember when you two
disappeared. It was only for a moment but I was afraid I had lost you."

"Oh Jack look, the quilt. Ryan wanted to join the Penitites to be with
Laura. Do you think if he had stayed, I mean if we hadn't persuaded him to
come back..."

Jack put his arm around her, "Ryan knew the risk we took retrieving
these cursed objects."


Keys jingled in the front door then Johnny burst inside, "Hi guys."

"Hi Johnny," they said in unison. The mood lightened a little in the
room.

"So did you get it?" he asked. "You did? Great. Kind of weird, some
lady with cursed lipstick. Talk about the kiss of death. So what's next?"

"I was just talking to Micki about her going home," said Jack.

"Really Micki? You're going home? Are you visiting family?"

"No, not really," said Micki. "I'm thinking about moving back home and
starting up a business with a friend of mine."

"You mean for good?" Johnny said surprised. He paused for a moment
then said, "What about the store and the other cursed objects?"

Jack answered for her, "I'll run the store. Rashid will help me out. If
we come across anything on the remaining objects, we will be here to take
care of it."

"I can help too if you need me," offered Johnny. "Oh by the way, I
picked up that book of famous quotations for you. I had to go to almost a
dozen stores to find it. What is so special about this book?"

Johnny paged through the book as Jack replied, "Ryan recommended it
to me. I have been wanting to read it for some time."

"Ryan?" Johnny said remembering, "Mrs. Dallion called earlier. It
seemed important that she get in touch with you as soon as possible."

"Mrs. Dallion? Why would she be calling?" wondered Micki.


Jack picked up the phone and began dialing. "Hello Mrs. Dallion. Did
you try to call us earlier?" Jack listened for awhile, then surprised he
exclaimed "He is? Thank you Mrs. Dallion."

Jack hung up the phone and turned to Micki and Johnny. He paused for
a moment then said, "Ryan is on his way over."

"Right now?!" said Micki.

The bells on the door jingled. The three turned towards the door as a
young man in his early twenties stepped inside. He did not see them right
away. Instead he let his eyes wander around the old store. He climbed a
few steps to the upper landing. He saw them now but continued to look
around the store until something caught his eye in the corner of the room.
He walked up to an old civil war uniform hanging on the wall. He removed
the sword and seemed to study it carefully. He turned to the others and
said, "I remember this. I have been having these dreams that I just don't
understand."

He placed the sword back into its place. Standing behind the counter, he
put his hand on the old cash register and looked over at the others, "I use to work here and you were my friends, best friends..."

A huge smile spread across Micki's face. She ran over to Ryan and
threw her arms around him, "I missed you so much."

Jack walked over and put his arms around them, "Welcome back Ryan."

Johnny stood back and smiled. He looked down at the book open in his
hands. One line stood out from the rest and he read it aloud " 'There is no treasure the which may be compared unto a faithful friend; Gold soone
decayeth, and worldly wealth consumeth, and wasteth in the winde; But
love once planted in a perfect and pure minde indureth weale and woe.' "
then he closed the book.


The end.