Mrs. Parr's Desperate Rescue

"You live in a wealthy family in a nice house and wealthy enough to hire a maid to do most of the housework. She's kind, obedient, pleasant. When your parents are around that is.." Dad: Hey Jannette, my wife and I will be out for the evening and won't be home till way past late. While were gone we expect you to finish cleaning the bedrooms and put the next load in the washer. And make sure Bubulubu finished his damn homework. We cant have him behind again. "Janette politely bows" Janette: Yes master. The tasks will be completed before you return. I will take special care with Young master to make sure he's well focused. Dad: Good. You are good to us Jannette. We love the great work you do. "Your parents wave at you as they make the way out of the front door"

"Helen's eyes dart around the room, assessing the situation. She spots a large mirror on the wall and makes her way towards it, her body elongating with each step until she's able to peer around the corner into the main chamber." Mark, I know you're in there somewhere, "she calls out, her voice quavering slightly with a mix of determination and apprehension." You may have my husband captive, but you'll never take him alive. Release him, and I might let you walk out of here with your life. "She braces herself, preparing for a fight she knows she can't win. But she's willing to try anything to get Bob back safely. Even if it means putting her own body on the line..."

"Helen's jaw clenches, a flicker of frustration and anger crossing her face. She knows Mark is bluffing, that he has no idea what he's in for when she comes for him. But she can't let him know that." You're playing a dangerous game, Mark, "she says, her voice low and menacing." You have no idea what I'm capable of. What I'm willing to do. "She takes a step back, her body coiling like a spring. She's decided to take a risk, to push Mark's buttons and see if she can get him to make a crucial mistake. Because she knows that the longer this standoff goes on, the more likely it is that her children will find out what's happened." So why don't you just give up now, before things get any worse? Let me walk out of here with Bob, and we can all pretend this never happened.

"Helen's eyebrows rise, a mix of curiosity and apprehension on her face. She hadn't expected Mark to have a card up his sleeve, and the thought both intrigues and unnerves her." A surprise, huh? Well, why don't you enlighten me, then? "she says, her tone a blend of sarcasm and genuine interest." What could you possibly have that's worse than keeping my husband locked up in your lair? "She takes another step back, her body tensing in anticipation. She knows she's taking a risk, but she also knows she can't afford to back down now. Bob's life is on the line, and she'll do whatever it takes to get him back safely." So come on, Mark. Show me what you've got. I'm listening.

"Helen's eyes widen, a cold sensation settling in the pit of her stomach. She hadn't considered the possibility that Mark had something more personal to throw into the mix, and the sudden realization makes her blood run cold." Someone? "she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper." What the hell are you talking about, Mark? What have you done with my children? "Her mind races, trying to process the implications of Mark's words. The thought of her kids being held hostage, of being in the clutches of this maniacal villain... it's too much to bear." You don't get to use them as pawns in this sick game of yours, "she hisses, her fists clenching at her sides." Let them go, Mark. Now. Or so help me, I'll make you regret the day you were born. "She braces herself, preparing for the worst. Because she knows that Mark is the kind of man who would do anything to get what he wants, and if that meant using her children as leverage... she shudders to think of the consequences." You have five seconds to start talking, Mark. Or I swear, I'll come in there and rip you apart limb by limb.

"Helen's heart sinks, the weight of Mark's words crushing her like a vice. She can't even begin to fathom the idea of her children being used as pawns in this twisted game, and the thought of some unknown person wanting to meet her... it's too much to process." You're bluffing, "she says, her voice shaking with a mix of rage and fear." There's no one else here. You're alone, Mark. So stop playing games and let my kids go, or I swear I'll- "She cuts herself off, realizing that she's already played her hand. Mark knows she's bluffing, and the knowledge that he has something more up his sleeve fills her with a growing sense of dread." Fine, "she says, her voice barely above a whisper." You want to play games? Let's play games. Bring on your special guest, Mark. But if I find out that any of my children are in danger... I'll end you. "She turns away from the mirror, her body trembling with a mix of adrenaline and fear. She knows she's in over her head, that she's in no position to be making threats. But she can't give up, not now, not when Bob's life hangs in the balance. So she'll play Mark's game, for now. But she'll make him pay when the time is right."

"Helen's skin prickles with unease as the sound of Mark's voice echoes through the room. She turns back to the mirror, her eyes scanning the darkness beyond for any sign of movement. But there's nothing, just an oppressive blackness that seems to swallow up any hint of light." Come on, Mark, "she says, her voice dripping with venom." Where's this special guest of yours? You want to play games? Fine. Let's play. "She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever is to come. She knows that Mark is a wildcard, that he's the kind of man who would do anything to get what he wants. And if that means putting her own body on the line... she'll do it." But remember, Mark, "she says, her eyes boring into the darkness beyond the mirror." You're playing a dangerous game. You have no idea what I'm capable of, what I'm willing to do to get my family back. So don't push your luck. Because one of these days, I'll be coming for you. And when I do... I won't be so nice. *With that, she turns back to the mirror, her body coiling like a spring. She knows that Mark will make his move soon, that he'll bring out his special guest and force her into a corner. But she's ready for him. She'll fight with every ounce of strength she has, using her powers

"Helen's skin crawls with unease as Mark's words sink in. A show-off, he says? What the hell does that even mean?" And what do you mean, Mark? "she says, her voice sharpening with impatience." What kind of entrance are we talking about here? I don't have all day to wait around for your special guest to put on a show. "She takes a step back, her body tensing in anticipation. She knows that Mark is trying to throw her off balance, to make her wait and wonder and fear for what's to come. But she won't let him get under her skin. Not this time." Just spit it out, Mark, "she says, her voice hard as steel." What's this guest of yours going to do? Is he going to dance for me? Sing a song? Because if he is, I swear I'll make him regret it. "She braces herself, ready for anything. Because she knows that Mark is the kind of man who would do anything to get a rise out of her, to push her buttons and see what she's made of. And if that means putting her own body on the line... she'll do it." Well? "she says, her eyes boring into the darkness beyond the mirror." What are you waiting for, Mark? Show me this guest of yours. Let's see what you've got.

"Helen's skin prickles with unease as the sound of Mark's voice echoes through the room. She turns back to the mirror, her eyes widening as she sees a figure emerge from the shadows. It's a man, tall and imposing, with a face that's all too familiar..." "Helen's heart stops, her blood turning to ice in her veins. It can't be... it just can't be. But as the man steps forward, his eyes locked on hers, there's no denying the truth." Rick, "she whispers, her voice trembling with a mix of shock and disbelief." What the hell are you doing here? "She takes a step back, her body recoiling as if to protect herself from the man she once loved, the man who betrayed her in the worst possible way. Because Rick is her ex-husband, the man who left her for another woman, the man who's been a thorn in her side for years." I thought you were dead, "she says, her voice shaking with a mix of anger and hurt." How did you find us? Why are you here? "She braces herself, ready for anything. Because she knows that Rick is the kind of man who would do anything for revenge, for the chance to hurt her, to make her pay for the pain he suffered at her hands. And if that means putting her own body on the line... she'll do it." Just stay back, Rick,

"Helen's skin crawls with revulsion as she watches Rick step forward, his eyes locked on hers with a intensity that makes her blood run cold. She takes a step back, her body coiling like a spring, ready to strike at a moment's notice." Stay away from me, Rick, "she says, her voice low and dangerous." You have no right to be here, no right to interfere in my life. You lost the right to call me your wife when you left me for another woman. "She spits the words out like they're poison, the memories of that fateful day when she found out the truth flooding back in a rush. The pain, the betrayal, the sense of utter devastation that washed over her like a tidal wave... it was all too much to bear." And now, "she says, her voice rising with each word," Now you're here to hurt me again? To make me pay for the pain you caused me? I won't let it happen, Rick. I won't let you take my family away from me. So stay the hell away from me, or I swear I'll make you regret the day you were born. *She takes another step back, her eyes never leaving Rick's face. She can see the anger simmering in his eyes, the hurt and the bitterness that's been festering inside him for years. And she knows that he's the kind of man who would do anything for revenge,

"Helen's eyes narrow, her body tensing as she waits for Rick to make his move. She knows that he's the wild card in this situation, that he's the one person who could throw a wrench in her carefully laid plans. But she won't let him get the best of her. Not this time." Fine, "she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm." Reveal your reason, Rick. I'm sure it's something profound and earth-shattering. But I doubt it's anything that justifies putting my family in danger. So come on, spit it out. What are you really doing here? "She takes a step forward, her eyes locked on Rick's face. She can see the anger simmering in his eyes, the hurt and the bitterness that's been festering inside him for years. And she knows that he's the kind of man who would do anything for revenge, anything to make her pay for the pain he suffered at her hands." But remember, Rick, "she says, her voice low and menacing." You're playing a dangerous game. You have no idea what I'm capable of, what I'm willing to do to protect my family. So don't push your luck. Because one of these days, I'll be coming for you. And when I do... I won't be so nice. *With that, she turns back to the mirror, her eyes boring into Mark's face. She knows that this is

"Helen's eyebrows shoot up, a mix of curiosity and apprehension on her face. She turns back to Rick, her eyes narrowing as she tries to piece together the puzzle." A surprise, huh? "she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm." What, did you two have a little rendezvous while I was busy saving the world? Is that what this is about? "She takes a step forward, her body coiling like a spring. She knows that Rick is the wild card in this situation, that he's the one person who could throw a wrench in her carefully laid plans. But she won't let him get the best of her. Not this time." Because if you did, Rick, "she says, her voice low and menacing," If you think you can come into my life and steal my husband away from me... you're in for a rude awakening. Because I'm not the same woman you left behind. I'm stronger now, better. And I won't let you take everything away from me again. "She turns back to the mirror, her eyes boring into Mark's face. She knows that this is a game, that Rick is just another pawn in Mark's twisted plan. But she won't let him get under her skin, not this time." So come on, Mark, "she says, her voice rising with each word." What's this surprise of yours? Is it another one of your little tricks? Because if it is

"Helen's blood runs cold as Rick steps forward, a triumphant smirk playing on his lips. She takes a step back, her eyes widening in shock and disbelief as she sees what he's holding in his hand." You've got to be kidding me, "she says, her voice barely above a whisper." Is that... is that a pictures of my kids? "She can't believe it, can't believe that Rick would stoop so low as to use her children as leverage. The thought makes her stomach turn, the anger and the hurt rising up inside her like a tidal wave." You're using them against me? "she says, her voice rising with each word." You're the kind of pathetic excuse for a man who would do anything to get back at me, even if it means putting my family in danger? "She takes a step forward, her fists clenched at her sides. She wants to reach out and snatch the picture from Rick's hand, to confront him face to face. But she knows that Mark is watching, that he's the one calling the shots here. So she'll have to bide her time, to wait for the right moment to strike." Give that back, Rick, "she says, her voice trembling with rage." Give it back right now, or I swear I'll- *She cuts herself off, realizing that she's already played her hand. Rick has the upper hand now, and she knows that he'll use