Saturday, 31 August 2024

Church notes - 1st September 2024

 1st

Galatians 3


1 Corinthians 2

The Holy Spirit Instructing God's people.


The giving of the Holy Spirit follows the Resurrection.


vs 13 Human wisdom vs God's wisdom.


Demonstration of the Spirit's power.

vs 14

Paul  wanted them to be convinced by something that couldn't be refuted.


People being born again; a demonstration of God's Spirit.


Revelation of God's wisdom.


vs 7 - in first person.


It's not a mystery. There is no mysticism.


The point of the Spirit is to give us understanding of what God has given us.

Don't miss the fullness of God's wisdom.


The Spiritual Person.

Someone who realises that God has blessed them in order that they might be a blessing to others.

We have the mind of Christ.

Being about the Father's business.


To have the mind of Christ is essentially a corporate experience.


Sunday, 25 August 2024

Church notes - 25th August 2024

 25th

Romans 5:5


Ezekiel 37:1 - 14

The evil outside us is magnified by the evil inside.


Titus 1:15


Sanctification is a life-long process.


Froms hearts of stone to hearts of flesh. Transformation through God's Spirit.


Exile in Babylon


Ezekiel 1:1 - 11


Sin, judgement and punishment.


Ezekiel 37:1 - 14

vs 1 - 3


Prophecy

Sin had made them thoroughly dead and hopeless.


Genesis 2:7


vs 9 - 11

Breath and wind

The breath of the Spirit brings them back to life.


vs 12 - 14

I will put my Spirit in them.

I will return them to the Promised Land.


Fulfillment in Jesus


Sin lurks, crouching at the door, waiting to strike.


Sinners anonymous

We are sinners. We need the grace of God.


We are a sign to a broken world.

We have a vision of the kingdom of God.


Ezekiel 36:24 - 28


What is causing you to be angry? Is there an idol?


Jesus is our hope. The Holy Spirit leads us to Jesus.


Jesus

The Prophet, Priest, King and Temple.


Saturday, 17 August 2024

Church notes - 18th August 2024

 18th

Psalm 91:14 - 16


1 Peter 4:12 - 19

Hard Sell

Trials and Persecution

1 Peter 1:1, 2


If you don't suffer grief, then you have died before those who love and care for you.


If you don't factor suffering into your world view you are ill prepared to live in this world.

Christians will suffer and your shouldn't be surprised when it happens. Any teachings to the contrary are false.


vs 13


Philippians 1:29


The people who are persecuting you see something of Jesus in you.

vs 14


Matthew 5:3 - 12


We recieve the ministry of the Holy Spirit when we are suffering.


vs 15 - 18


vs 19

Commit to God.


If you don't factor in eternity you are ill prepared for suffering.


Spider Quinn 11 The Huntsmans Part 2

 

While O’Neill was drawing names from a box, Ms. Li was looking up information on the competition in Middlebury.

 

“This looks like an opportunity for La-awndale High!” she said, as the cost wasn’t too much. She decided she would wait a while to tell Brittany as she didn’t want to interfere with the Language Arts class in session.

 

 

“Daria Morgendorffer, and Tananda Watts.”

 

‘I don’t really know her. I would have preferred Jane,’ Daria thought.

 

“Daria?” Tananda asked.

 

“That’s what’s been chosen,” O’Neill said.

 

Tananda grumbled.

 

 

Brittany Taylor, please report to the Principal’s Office.

 

“Cool!” Brittany said.

 

“Cool?” Kevin asked.

 

“I asked her about something, Kevy!” Brittany said, elbowing her boyfriend.

 

“Ow!” Kevin said as Brittany headed towards the Principal’s office.

 

 

‘That might be good news,’ Quinn thought after hearing the Principal page Brittany. At least she hoped so.

 

 

Brittany entered the Prinicpal’s office. “So?”

 

“I have approved your request, Ms. Taylor! It’s a great opportunity for La-awndale High!”

 

“That’s great! I shall tell the squad.”

 

“Wait!”

 

“Wait?” Brittany asked.

 

“You shall go tomorrow. I still need to write the permission slips.”

 

“Of course.”

 

“You may go now.”

 

 

“Why did O’Neill have to do it randomly,” Daria groused to Jane as they went to their next class.

 

“One of his usual strange ideas that backfire?” Jane asked.

 

“Of course,” Daria said. “But Tananda… I have barely noticed her existence. It won’t be easy.”

 

“She’s also ignored you,” Jane said.

 

“But, do you know her?”

 

“Not that well. She has her own circle of friends. But I do know she’s on the lacrosse team.

 

“That might be a start,” Daria mused.

 

“And that she can be surprisingly vehement when she chooses to be.”

 

“I’ll be sure to test that.”

 

 

Tananda too wasn’t sure. She turned to Scarlett Hawkins Le Faye after leaving the Language Arts Classroom. “Why Daria? All I know about her is that she is very sarcastic, and that her father has recently passed away.”

 

“Maybe look into Quinn?” Scarlett asked.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Look into what really happened to the Fashion Club?”

 

“I’m not interested in that!” Tananda responded with her usual vehemence.

 

“Good,” Scarlett murmured.

 

 

Brittany had found herself with Mack as her partner. That was quite acceptable as far as she was concerned. She knew that he wouldn’t press her for too many details.

 

 

“Daria!” Tananda called out as she found the other girl leaving the school at the end of the day.

 

“I’m going to the Pizza place, we can talk there,” Daria responded.

 

“That’s good. But what about Jane?”

 

“Andrea is meeting her at her place.”

 

“OK.”

 

 

Brittany entered the library and waited for Quinn to finish her session with Angie. She looked for books on the local area that would be able to help her on her investigation.

 

 

Daria and Tananda arrived at the Pizza place and made their orders.

 

“So, what questions are you going to ask?” Daria asked the other girl.

 

“I haven’t thought much about it,” Tananda answered. “It has been less than a day. I guess we’ll have to think about it overnight.”

 

“Same here,” Daria said. “But we should have some basic questions. Who we are. What we like. What our families are like.”

 

“Those are good for a start,” Tananda said as she wrote some notes.

 

Daria took out a notepad also. “And our hopes and dreams for the future, whatever those might be.”

 

“Your experience with grief?”

 

“Yes, but don’t pester Quinn about it.”

 

“I won’t,” Tananda responded.

 

“Good.”

 

“That may be good for a start.”

 

“Yes. We can meet before school tomorrow and talk about it again,” Daria said.

 

 

“…So, that is how the equation works?” Angie asked.

 

“Yes,” Quinn answered.

 

“Thanks,” Angie said.

 

 

Brittany came to Quinn after Angie left, carrying a book about the geography of the county.

 

“Here we are!” Brittany said as she placed the book on the table. She had it opened to a double page spread and pointed at Lawndale. Or more specifically the area of town where the school was.

 

“Yes,” Quinn said as she looked.

 

“And apparently there are a lot of caves around abouts.”

 

“Interesting, but I’m not sure that the bus would have gone into a sink hole. I’m sure that it would have been mentioned if one was found.”

 

“That’s true,” Brittany mused as she twirled a pigtail.

 

“It is worth investigating. But what did Ms. Li say?”

 

“She said yes!”

 

“That’s great!” Quinn enthused.

 

“Then I’ll be able to investigate the competition. See if there’s anything weird going on there.”

 

“That would be a good start.”

 

“I also thought we could have a look at the areas around the towns, hence the book,” Brittany said.

 

“Even if the bus was hijacked, I don’t think it would be easy to hide it in a previously unknown cave.”

 

“That’s a good point.”

 

“It is somewhere,” Quinn mused, “but more likely to be in some old shed or whatever. But the cheerleaders themselves could be anywhere.”

 

“We’ll find them,” Brittany said with determination.

 

 

Quinn thought for a moment as she looked over the map of the county again. She was sure that the book could be useful. “Anyway, I’m going to continue preparing for the spelling bee. Could you patrol in the area of Main Street for the next hour?”

 

“Sure.” Brittany answered with a smile.

 

“Thanks, Brittany.”

 

 

As Ninja Talon left the school, the Shadow saw her from across the street. ‘So, the Ninja is a fellow student?’ she asked herself. She decided to try to follow.

 

 

However, Ninja Talon moved rather quickly, such that the Shadow couldn’t follow. ‘Of course,’ she thought, she’s quite agile. She decided to do her usual patrol around Dega Street.

 

 

SpiderGirl left the school half an hour later, satisfied that she was adequately preparing for the spelling bee.

 

 

When she arrived home, Daria turned on the radio. “The North Oakwood Cheerleading Team remains missing with authorities still clueless as to their whereabouts.”

 

“Those things sometimes take days,” she commented as she booted her computer.

 

Principal of Lawndale High, Angela Li, has announced that their Cheerleading team will take the missing team’s place in the competition.”

 

‘Of course,’ Daria groused to herself.

 

…For the honor and the glory of La-awndale High!

 

‘Now, let see what they’re saying online.’

 

 

After a brief look at various local forums, Daria then opened a blank document. “What questions to ask Tananda about herself?” she wondered again.

 

 

Later that evening, Trent arrived home from practice with Mystik Spiral to find Jane sleeping slumped over the kitchen table with a copy of the same book Brittany had shown Quinn beside her. “Hmm, I guess you’re looking into that disappearance,” he mused.

 

 

Lawndale Sun-Herald

Wednesday January 24, 2001

No Progress in Search for Missing Cheerleaders

 

SpiderGirl dropped the paper as she arrived at the school. She hoped that Ninja Talon’s investigation would turn up some leads.

 

 

“Quinn?” Stacy asked as her friend rushed into Homeroom a couple minutes late.

 

“Sorry, I slept in again,” Quinn said.

 

“Right.”

 

The Cheerleading Team met at lunch. “So, we’re taking the place of the missing team?” Nicki Fisher asked.

 

“Yes,” Brittany answered.

 

“But, wouldn’t there be a risk for us too?” Angie asked.

 

“There will be a police escort between Lawndale and Middlebury,” Brittany answered.

 

“Like only one car, I’m sure,” Donna Bolton said.

 

“Probably,” Brittany said.

 

“So, we’re going this afternoon?” Nicki aked.

 

“Yes,” Brittany answered. “Wasn’t that on the permission slips yesterday?”

 

“I didn’t actually look at it,” Nicki admitted.

 

“Oh,” Brittany said.

 

“I looked at it,” Donna said. “It is today.”

 

“Right,” Nicki said. “I didn’t get packed!”

 

“We can stop by your place,” Brittany said.

 

“OK.”

 

 

In between the classes, Brittany caught up with Quinn.

“So, you’re going today?” Quinn asked.

 

“Yes. I’ll call when we get there,” Brittany said.

 

“Good. But we need a more secure method of communicating. Something to talk about later.”

 

“I agree. Maybe some kind of code?”

 

“Probably,” Quinn considered.

 

“I’ll try to come up with something.”

 

“And hopefully I’ll understand.”

 

“See ya.”

 

 

The Cheerleading team met outside the school’s stadium after the last class let out. “Is everyone here?” Miss Morris, one of the School’s Personal Development teachers, asked.

 

“Yes, Miss Morris,” Brittany answered.

 

“Good. I want to get to Middlebury quickly, despite having to pick up Nicki’s stuff,” Morris groused. “Be that a lesson to you to read the permission slips!”

 

“Yes, miss!” Nicki said in a contrite tone.

 

“And now we’ll go.”

 

 

Tananda met Daria as both of them left the school grounds. “Where are we going to start?” she asked.

 

“I’m going to the Pizza place first,” Daria responded.

 

“I’ll come along then,” Tananda said with a slight smirk.

 

 

Gerald entered the Library to see Anna and Ben, along with Quinn, already there.

 

“A little late?” Quinn asked.

 

“Sorry. I was held up by O’Neill’s latest ‘brainwave.’ I’m paired with Samara Collins.”

 

“Apology accepted,” Quinn said. “Besides, it’s an opportunity to make another connection.”

 

“I knew you would see it that way,” Gerald grumbled.

 

“Now, we’re going to continue on the public speaking thing,” Quinn added.

 

“That’s fine,” Anna said.

 

“What’s your idea?” Ben asked.

 

“You’ll take turns reading from the books you have chosen, and so will I,” Quinn said.

 

“Really?” Gerald asked.

 

“Yes,” Quinn responded in an encouraging tone. “You did well enough with the essay.”

 

“You’re taking Ms. Li’s original direction and taking it to it’s ultimate conclusion aren’t you?” Gerald asked.

 

“Maybe,” Quinn answered.

 

“Let’s just do this,” Anna said.

 

“Lets not argue,” Ben added.

 

“We shouldn’t,” Quinn said.

 

“So, read something,” Anna murmured as she turned to a page.

 

“You want to start?” Quinn asked.

 

Anna nodded.

 

 

Two patrol cars from the Lawndale County Sherrif’s Department joined the bus as it left Lawndale to the north. They hadn’t wasted that much time at Nicki’s place, given that her mother had indeed read the permission slip before she signed it.

 

Brittany looked at the car behind them and wondered whether she would find out what had happened to the other team. ‘Or have I just placed myself and the others in danger?’ That was something she had thought about earlier, but hadn’t voiced to Quinn. ‘Maybe I could tell her that when I call?’

 

“Brit?” Donna asked. “Something up.”

 

“Did I make the right decision?” Brittany asked.

 

“I think so.”

 

“Like, have I placed us in danger?”

 

“I don’t think so,” Donna responded. “Like, the Deputies are escorting us because Li is paranoid.”

 

“Maybe,” Brittany responded.

 

 

Daria and Tananda got to the Pizza place. “Don’t you usually come here with Jane?”

 

“Yes,” Daria answered. “But she’s doing an art project based on Lawndale’s streetscape.”

 

“That sounds interesting.”

 

“It will be when it’s done.”

 

“You sound annoyed,” Tananda said as she came up to the counter.

 

“Of course I’m annoyed. But at least it’s that and not a boy.”

 

“Why?”

 

“I’m not sure why,” Daria admitted.

 

 

Daria wasn’t sure why she said that. She ate another slice in thought. She still didn’t know what to make of Tananda.

 

 

“I have put together some questions I can ask you,” Tananda said. “As well as Quinn and your Mom.”

 

Daria looked alarmed. “As long as you don’t press Quinn too much about our father’s death! She’s very much still in grief.”

 

“Don’t worry, I will be tactful.”

 

“I’d still like a look at the questions.”

 

“Of course,” Tananda said. “And I’ll look at your questions.”

 

“Only fair,” Daria responded as she handed over her sheet.

 

 

Jane arrived home after jogging from school. “Trent?”

 

“I’m here Janie,” Trent responded.

 

Jane entered the kitchen to see that Jesse was there as well. It was clear that they had been practicing.

 

“Hey, could we go over to Middlebury tonight?” Jane asked.

 

“Not tonight,” Trent answered. “Spiral has a gig at McGrundy’s. But tomorrow night is free.”

 

“What’s there?” Jesse asked.

 

“You have heard the news, right?” Jane asked.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“So, I would like to look into it.”

 

“Oh,” Jesse responded.

 

“Still a bit dangerous,” Trent said.

 

“I know, but I would still like to do it,” Jane said.

 

“Maybe the whole band?” Jesse said.

 

“You know Max is cowardly, right?” Jane asked.

 

“You saw how he acted in Freemont,” Trent added.

 

“Oh, Yeah.”

 

 

Daria finished looking through Tananda’s questions. “These seem to be fine,” she said. “For the most part.”

 

“What do you mean?” Tananda asked.

 

“Meaning that some of these are too personal.”

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Of course, I’m sure!” Daria said. “I’m sure that Mom and Quinn would back me up on that.”

 

“Let’s see what they’ll say first.”

 

“Right.”

 

“And yours are relatively minor,” Tananda complained.

 

“That’s the point.”

 

“So, you want mine to be like yours?”

 

“Not exactly, but yes,” Daria said with annoyance.

 

“No wonder you have that reputation,” Tananda groused.

Saturday, 10 August 2024

Church notes - 11th August 2024

 11th

1 Peter 4:1 - 11

vs 3

Pagan festival

Pax Romana - The Romans provided stability in the region and ruled lightly if people caused no problems and worshipped the Emperor.

Christians were considered a threat.

- Culturally different.

- Revolutionary

- Mary and Martha


1 Peter 3:15

Be ready


vs 1


Delayed gratification


There is a last judgement.


Psalm 150

Psalm 127


Spider Quinn 11 The Huntsmans - Part 1

 

11 The Huntsmans

Good Morning, Students! I’m proud to announce that the annual La-awndale High Spelling Bee will be held this Friday!

 

 

Quinn knew she was going to do well at the spelling bee. However, she didn’t expect that Sandi would sign up too. “What?”

 

“I can spell!” Sandi said.

 

“I know that,” Quinn said..

 

“But that’s not the reason why I’m signing up. That is because you’re doing it!”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes!” Sandi said.

 

“That’s not a good reason!” Quinn objected.

 

Sandi turned away in a huff.

 

“I’ll show her!” Quinn declared as she headed towards the library.

 

 

Meanwhile Daria and Jane met up on the roof.

 

“Trent said you called last night,” Jane said.

 

“Yes,” Daria said. “It’s that I realised that we haven’t been meeting up outside of school for the past month and half.”

 

“That’s untrue,” Jane said.

 

“It is, since that Jenna visited you have been busy. First with your mother, which is reasonable, but now this project whatever it is, is taking up all your time.”

 

“I’m still working on it. It will probably go on indefinitely,” Jane said. “And don’t say you’re not busy. I know you helped Joey and Robert with their business plan.”

 

“But that doesn’t take up all my time.” Daria said with annoyance. “This is taking up all of yours.”

 

“Not all of my time,” Jane said.

 

“But a lot of it. Do you have anything to show for it.”

 

“I do, Morgendorffer. You can come over this afternoon, and I will show you something.”

 

“I’ll hold you to it,” Daria said. There was then some awkward silence.

 

 

‘What is going on with Jane?’ Daria wondered as she headed to her next class. She wasn’t sure. ‘I’m still grieving Dad. Not as much as Quinn, but…’ She looked at some of the other students as she passed them in the hall. ‘I’m sure most of them wouldn’t be like Jane was,’ she thought. She saw the girl, Anna, whom Quinn was mentoring, talking to the hypochondriac next to a couple of lockers. ‘Not them.’

 

 

“Quinn?”

 

Quinn turned from the dictionary she had been looking at. “Brittany?”

 

“I heard that Sandi had signed up for the spelling bee,” Brittany said.

 

“Yes. She’s being her spiteful self.”

 

“I can help.”

 

“Stacy and Tori will be here shortly,” Quinn responded.

 

“Oh, I’ll stay anyway.”

 

“Sure.”

 

“I also heard something on the radio about a cheerleading team going missing in Oakwood,” Brittany said.

 

“You can tell me more about it later.”

 

“Of course.”

 

 

Stacy and Tori found Quinn pouring over a dictionary.

 

“A A R D V A R K Aardvark.”

 

“What is this, Arthur?” Tori asked.

 

“The thought did pass my mind,” Quinn quipped.

 

“So, you want us to help you with the longer words?” Stacy asked.

 

“Yes,” Quinn answered.

 

“We can do that,” Tori said.

 

There was then a sound as Brittany fell, “Oops!”

 

“Brittany?” Tori asked.

 

“Sorry, I was looking for something high up,” Brittany answered.

 

“Oh,” Stacy said.

 

 

Half an hour later, SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon both left the school and headed towards the Creek.

 

“So, what is this about a cheerleading team that’s gone missing?” SpiderGirl asked, once they had arrived.

 

“The Honeybees, that is the North Oakwood High team were scheduled to arrive in Middlebury last night, but they didn’t show.”

 

“So, you want to investigate?”

 

“Yes,” Ninja Talon answered.

 

“It’s going to be difficult.”

 

“I know that there is wide countryside around Lawndale.”

 

“Yes,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“Maybe I could to suggest to Ms. Li that the Squad visit Middlebury High?”

 

“That’s an idea.”

 

“I’ll do it first thing tomorrow,” Ninja Talon said.

 

“In the meantime, I’ll see what I can find out online.”

 

 

Ninja Talon headed off home quickly, whilst SpiderGirl headed to the closest cybercafe.

 

 

Quinn couldn’t find much more than what she had been told. ‘Then I hope Brittany would be able to get to Middlebury tomorrow,’ she thought. She then accessed a forum she had frequented before her father’s passing.

 

Lawndale Local Web Forum

 

‘But which subforum?’ she wondered after she had logged in.

 

Latest News

 

‘That would work.’

 

There wasn’t anything. ‘Of course not! There hasn’t been enough time.’ But there were other forums she could check.

 

 

Oakwood Web Forum

 

She looked through the news section and found that there wasn’t much more than what Ninja Talon had said. ‘Right,’ she said as she sighed off.

 

 

SpiderGirl patrolled for an hour before heading home.

 

 

While she was doing that, Daria arrived at Casa Lane.

 

“Hey, Daria,” Trent said as she came in. “Janie is waiting in her room.”

 

“Thanks Trent.”

 

 

Daria entered Jane’s room.

 

“Hey, Daria.”

 

“So, what is this project that is taking up your time?” Daria asked.

 

“I have some of it right here,” Jane said. She then drew Daria’s attention to her easel. Where there was a map of Lawndale with various markers on it.

 

“So, all of Lawndale?”

 

“Yes, the streetscape of Lawndale, Jane Lane style!”

 

“I see,” Daria said. She looked at the map. There wasn’t any real pattern to the markers. “Looks rather random.”

 

“I have to start somewhere. I have done some sketches,” Jane said. She grabbed them from a drawer and gave them to Daria.

 

 

As Jane switched on Sick Sad World, Daria started going through the sketches. They were of the points marked out on the markers. She looked at the map again. ‘Here in Howard Drive.’ She thought. She saw that the corresponding sketch was of the thicket across the road where they had seen the flashing lights that week that Mr. DeMartino was mistakenly arrested. ‘Does she still think that was a UFO?’ She wasn’t sure. ‘Next one.’

 

It was right outside the school, looking east towards the Creek. Both had the usual Jane Lane flare. ‘No difference there.’ She continued through the various sketches.

 

 

“Still no pattern,” Daria murmured.

 

“What was that?” Jane asked.

 

“There doesn’t seem to be a pattern.”

 

“It’s art, there doesn’t have to be.”

 

“So, you’re just picking places in Lawndale at random?” Daria asked.

 

“I guess so,” Jane said in a strange tone.

 

‘She’s hiding something,’ Daria thought, but she didn’t really want to press. ‘I will find out at some point.’

 

“Mostly points of interest.”

 

“I can see how the woods across the road can be.”

 

“I haven’t seen any flashing lights there again,” Jane said.

 

“That’s good,” Daria commented. “So, there were other unusual happenings at these other places?”

 

“Yes,” Jane answered. “Inexplicable, hard to understand things.”

 

“Sounds more like a Spiral lyric.”

 

“I’ll be sure to tell Trent that.”

 

“But what are these things?” Daria asked.

 

“Various things. Sometimes it’s just places SpiderGirl was seen at. One time she was carrying a girl from Lawndale High,” Jane said. She took out a newspaper cutting and handed it to Daria.

 

 

It wasn’t anything she didn’t already know. ‘Wait! This is the girl Quinn’s tutoring, Anna, I’m sure it is.’ She wasn’t sure what to make of that. “So, this is what is taking up your time?” she asked.

 

“More or less,” Jane answered.

 

‘There’s still something she isn’t saying,’ Daria thought. But she still didn’t want to press, so they continued watching that episode of Sick Sad World in an awkward silence.

 

 

Quinn arrived home and turned on the TV in the loungeroom. Some game show was on, but she knew that the local news would be on after it.

 

However, the phone rang. “Hello?”

 

Quinn! Is any one there?” Brittany asked.

 

“Mom’s not home and I don’t think Daria is either,” Quinn answered. “What is it?”

 

More information about the missing team came on the radio,” Brittany added. “They were on their bus. It left Oakwood, but it didn’t arrive in Middlebury. The state police didn’t find any evidence that there was a crash on the interstate or other roads nearby.”

 

‘Sounds like she’s quoting the newscaster verbatum,’ Quinn thought. “So, the bus just disappeared.”

 

Yes. They’re looking into the driver’s history, but…

 

“That might be a red herring. It could be anything.”

 

I’ll still see if the squad can go to Middelbury tomorrow,” Brittany said.

 

“Good, and I’ll try to get in touch with my LDPD contact tonight.”

 

You have a contact in the Lawndale police?

 

‘I bet she was twirling her hair as she does,’ Quinn thought. “More like an acquaintance,” she clarified.

 

Ooh!” Brittany said. “Oh! Ashley-Amber’s here. See you tomorrow!”

 

 

Daria left Casa Lane shortly before five. She still wasn’t sure what was going on. All she knew was something to do with that project was taking up Jane’s time. ‘I hope that’s all it is,’ she thought.

 

 

“Something up, Janie?” Trent asked when Jane entered the kitchen and turned up the radio.

 

“I think Daria is suspicious,” Jane answered.

 

“In what way?”

 

“I’m not sure in what way! But she was looking at the map and the sketches. I told her the cover. But she wants to know more, I’m sure of it.”

 

“I don’t know. Maybe you should tell her,” Trent said.

 

“No! ‘Hey Daria, I have started going out into the night to protect people in Lawndale as a vigilante.’ She would think I was crazy.”

 

“If you put it that way.”

 

“I’m not going to tell her,” Jane said.

 

News at Five. A cheerleading team from Oakwood is still missing despite police searches of the roads between Oakwood and Middlebury.”

 

“Missing cheerleading team?” Jane asked curiously.

 

They are continuing their search throughout the county, and especially closer to Lawndale.”

 

“I have to find out more,” Jane said.

 

“Of course. But you can’t go out of Lawndale by yourself. ‘The Shadow’ hasn’t a vehicle.”

 

“I suppose we could find a way to disguise your car or the Tank.”

 

“Maybe, but that would take time,” Trent pointed out.

 

“Of course.”

 

 

Half an hour after dinner, SpiderGirl went on patrol, hoping to find Officer Peterson. She stopped at the courthouse clocktower. ‘But there hasn’t been any real pattern to our meetings,’ she thought. She looked around the various shops that surrounded the grounds of the courthouse. Most of them were closed for the night. One of the downtown pubs was doing frisk business. ‘Maybe if something happens, she would come,’ she wondered.

 

 

She didn’t have to wait long. She heard sirens to the east, over the Creek in Lawndale Flats. “Of course,” she groused, as she swung off in that direction.

 

 

Peterson saw SpiderGirl arrive at the scene. “Sorry SpiderGirl, it’s too late.”

 

“What happened?” the vigilante asked.

 

“There was a domestic dispute…” She answered, trailing off when she saw in her body language that the other knew what she meant.

 

“Right…” the other commented.

 

“So, the survivor is taken into custody and there are no minor’s present. There’s nothing else to do.”

 

The superhero was quiet for half a minute.

 

“SpiderGirl?”

 

“Anyway, I was wondering if you know more about that missing Cheerleading team than has been on the news.”

 

“I’m afraid not,” Peterson answered.

 

“I will investigate, but it will take some time.”

 

“The more people on the case, the better.”

 

 

SpiderGirl headed back across the Creek, to where she would usually meet Ninja Talon.

 

 

Trent entered Jane’s room to find that she had moved the map of Lawndale to her bed and was sketching a car on the easel. He could see that it was meant to be his Plymouth Satellite. “You’re designing a disguise?” he asked.

 

“Yes. I figured that your car would easier than the Tank.”

 

Trent laughed and coughed.

 

“And I’m sure it runs better too,” Jane added.

 

“One that is easy to apply and remove?”

 

“Of course.”

 

“Good,” Trent said.

 

“I don’t think this will be ready tomorrow. This is more long term.”

 

“Of course.”

 

 

SpiderGirl had waited for half an hour when Ninja Talon arrived. “I knew you would be here,” the latter said.

 

“My source said that they have no further information.”

 

“So, It’ll be up to me tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, unless the Shadow somehow knows,” SpiderGirl responded.

 

“Sure.”

 

 

They talked for a short while longer before going their separate ways again.

 

 

Lawndale Sun-Herald

Tuesday January 23, 2001

Cheerleaders From Oakwood Missing. Large Search in Progress

 

SpiderGirl put aside the paper. There still wasn’t anything else in the article compared to the news reports from the previous evening. ‘But maybe something will happen today.’ She then left the café and continued to school.

 

 

“Ms. Taylor?” Ms. Li asked upon seeing Brittany outside her office.

 

“I was wondering if the squad could go over to Middlebury in place of the missing team?” Brittany asked.

 

“I’ll have to think about it,” the Principal answered. She didn’t want to refuse right away without investigating the situation with the competition first.

 

“That’s OK.”

 

“I’ll let you know sometime in the day.”

 

Brittany nodded and left. “See you later. Ms. Li!”

 

 

Brittany ran into Quinn after Homeroom. “Ms. Li said that she would think about it.”

 

“That’s good,” Quinn responded.

 

“I’ll probably hear back from her by the end of the day.”

 

“I’ll be in the Library with Angie.”

 

“Of course,” Brittany said.

 

 

“Class, we’re going to engage in a journalism exercise over the next few days,” O’Neill said.

 

‘That doesn’t sound good,’ Daria thought.

 

“You will pair off and prepare for an interview in class on Friday, along with a report on the other person and their family.”

 

‘Still doesn’t sound good,’ Daria thought.

 

“I have prepared this box with all the names of the students in this class.”

 

‘That’ still not good.’

 

‘I will shake it up then draw out two names at once.”

Monday, 5 August 2024

The Engineer and the Time Lady - Asgardian Intervention

 

26. Asgardian Intervention

“Temperatures are continuing to drop,” Janel said.


That definitely wasn't good.


Intruder Alert,” the computer announced.


A bright light lit up the bridge. When it had cleared, Emerson saw an armored figure in front of the viewscreen. “Who are you? Why are you on my ship?”


“I am Frigga, Queen of Asgard. I have come to help you deal with the Crisis in Arendelle.”


“What?” Emerson asked.


“Your intervention has changed things,” Frigga said.


“Please accompany me to the Observation Lounge.”


“I shall.”



Lena saw a flash as of a rainbow. “It can't be!”


“What?” Leonard asked.


“Bifrost!” Lena said.


“As in Bifrost Bridge?”


“Yes.”


She saw someone walking towards her. “Are you Thor?” she asked.


“Yes. Thor Odinson, here to help you help Arendelle.”


“I see,” Leonard said.



Back on Baffin, Emerson and Frigga entered the Observation Lounge.


“So, where are you from again?” Emerson asked.


“Asgard. It is another realm within this universe.”


“So, another Galaxy?”


“Yes.”



“So, what are we going to do?” Lena asked.


“We need to help Queen Elsa,” Thor answered.


“How?” Leonard asked.


“We need to deal with Hans of the Southern Isles,” Thor said.


“Who?” Lena asked.


“Someone who's plotting to take Arendelle's throne as we speak,” Thor answered.


“But should we interfere?” Leonard asked.


“You already have,” Thor said.


“Of course,” Lena said.

Saturday, 3 August 2024

Spider Quinn 10 The New Heroes - Part 6

 

It wasn’t long before Joey, Quinn and Daria arrived, along with Jeffy, Jamie, Stacy and Jane.

 

“Even more teens,” Osborn murmured as Jane entered last.

 

“Daria has invited me along as moral support,” Jane added. “As well as to appraise any artworks you’re wishing to add.”

 

“I see,” Osborn said. “Now, as you can see, most of the work on the lobby has been done.”

 

“Good,” Stacy commented.

 

“Now, follow to the side rooms, and you’ll see that the café is also nearly complete,” Osborn said.

 

 

Brittany looked around the café area after she and Kevin entered. It certainly had an old style charm. “Wow,” she commented.

 

Osborn lead the group to a table. “Have you figured out a name yet?” he asked.

 

“The Old Theatre,” Robert said. “But then there are other old theatres in Lawndale.”

 

“We just called it that,” Joey said.

 

“What was it originally called?” Daria asked.

 

“According to the paperwork, the Global,” Osborn answered.

 

“Probably not that,” Quinn considered.

 

“You want a name that reflects the ideal you want it to be, right?” Daria asked.

 

“Of course,” Joey said.

 

“When I write a story, I choose a name based on the theme,” Daria said. “So, what theme are you after, other than the nostalgia?”

 

“The Past,” Joey mused, then shook his head.

 

“Historia?” Brittany asked, as she twirled a pigtail.

 

“Huh?” Kevin asked.

 

“Wait, say that again,” Daria responded.

 

“Historia. A place of history,” Brittany said.

 

“Sounds great!” Quinn said.

 

“Historia, a place that reflects history,” Daria said with a slight smile. “What do you think of that?” she asked Joey and Robert.

 

“Great, Ma’am,” Robert responded.

 

“Sounds better than ‘the Past’, or anything else I could have come up with,” Joey said.

 

“Historia, it is then,” Osborn said.

 

 

As the kitchen was already operational and Osborn had hired caterers for the day, they then had lunch. Brittany and Kevin sat across from each other, as did Angie and Robert, and Joey and Stacy, Quinn and Jamie sat next to each other, across from Daria and Jane.

 

 

“What’s wrong, Babe?” Kevin asked.

 

“Nothing,” Brittany said. She was thinking. Being Ninja Talon was taking up time she would otherwise spend on dates with Kevin. ‘But what excuses could he accept?’ she thought. She already knew that he would take a lot.

 

“OK,” Kevin said.

 

She continued eating and overheard Stacy saying that she would be going to an anime convention later in the year.

 

The rest of the lunch went well.

 

 

After the lunch, Brittany left the soon-to-be ‘Historia’ and headed to one of the town libraries. ‘If nothing else I’ll  be able to find something.’ She was soon confronted by the size of the library and the fact that she was unfamiliar with the Dewey Decimal System. As such, she spent most of the afternoon wandering around the library in confusion as she thought about each thing she read.

 

 

After dinner she headed out again, with a portable radio. She waited on Lincoln Street near Lisa Fisher’s house. She wanted to be sure that her fellow cheerleader wasn’t the new vigilante. It wasn’t long before a report came on the radio, that the new vigilante had been sighted downtown again. ‘It’s not Lisa,’ Ninja Talon concluded, as Lisa hadn’t left the house.

 

 

The new vigilante had just rescued a lady from a would-be mugger when Ninja Talon arrived on the scene at the north end of Main Street.

 

“Ninja Talon is it?” the new vigilante asked when Ninja Talon had approached.

 

“Yes,” she answered.

 

“SpiderGirl couldn’t catch me. What makes you think you can?”

 

“I have a different style to her!”

 

“That may be true,” the other vigilante said. “But something tells me you don’t have powers.”

 

“And you do?”

 

“I’m neither confirming nor denying,”

 

“Then tell me, why are you doing what you are doing?” Ninja Talon asked.

 

“I don’t have to tell you!”

 

“No, you don’t. But what is your goal?”

 

“I don’t have to tell you that either,” the new vigilante said, before somehow producing a fog and disappearing into it.

 

‘Oh great!’ Ninja Talon thought as she tried to go around the fog. The new vigilante had vanished into the night.

 

 

She looked for a while longer, but couldn’t find her again, so she went home disappointed.

 

 

Lawndale Sun-Herald

Sunday January 21, 2001

Old Global Theatre to reopen as Historia

Norman Osborn, along with Teens Robert Allan and Joseph Green announced that the theatre will reopen as a coffee bookshop next week.

 

SpiderGirl re-read the article. It was quite accurate. ‘Good, the Historia will be a good thing for Lawndale,’ she thought.

 

She put the paper back and went on patrol.

 

 

But it was a quiet day in Lawndale and Quinn went on a lunch date with Corey Bateman at a café. “You haven’t had a date with me since the dance,” Corey said.

 

“Well, you know about my father,” Quinn responded.

 

“Not since then, I meant,” Corey said, defensively. “Sorry.”

 

“Apology accepted,” Quinn said.

 

“Obviously…”

 

“Grieving, yes.”

 

Corey was then quiet, and the rest of the date was awkward.

 

 

SpiderGirl patrolled an area of the downtown after the date, thinking about how awkward it had been. ‘Not much I can do about it now,’ she thought.

 

 

SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon met later that evening, after both had had dinner.

 

“So, how are we going to do this?” Ninja Talon asked.

 

“We find out where she is and then approach from opposite directions.”

 

“Good idea.”

 

“I also remember when you came up with a strategy at that paintball excursion,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“It was something I was familiar with. I’m not as familiar with Lawndale’s rooftops.”

 

“So, you had been paintballing before?”

 

“Yes,” Ninja Talon answered.

 

“I see, anyway what I said, and I hope you can improvise.”

 

“I’ll try.”

 

 

It wasn’t long before they heard a news report.

 

The new Vigilante has been sighted in Dega Street.”

 

“Dega Street,” SpiderGirl said. “That’s not helpful.”

 

“We could search from each end,” Ninja Talon suggested.

 

“No other idea, so we’ll do that.”

 

 

SpiderGirl went to the north end of the street, as that was further. They kept their radios on, so as the try to track where the other vigilante went.

 

 

It wasn’t long before there was another report.

 

The new Vigilante has been sighted defending patrons leaving that Zon or Zen nightclub in Dega Street.”

 

Ninja Talon knew where that was. She headed in that direction.

 

 

SpiderGirl arrived above the Zon/Zen and found Ninja Talon and the new Vigilante.

 

“So, you’re confronting me together are you?” the latter asked.

 

“We just want to talk,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“Is that it?” the new vigilante asked.

 

“Yes,” Ninja Talon answered.

 

“About what I’m doing?”

 

“Exactly,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“I see. I don’t need to answer to you two!”

 

“Wait!” SpiderGirl called out.

 

“What?”

 

“We’d like to work together from time to time,” Ninja Talon said.

 

“Cooperate in our crime fighting from time to time?” the new vigilante asked.

 

“Yes,” SpiderGirl answered.

 

“I suppose I can do that.”

 

“But, what do you call yourself?” Ninja Talon asked.

 

“I haven’t come up with a name yet,” the other admitted. “I don’t think I need one for what I’m doing. Working in the shadows to protect people in Lawndale. Especially those who are alternative.”

 

“Shadows,” SpiderGirl mused. ‘If it can be used for something bad in that show Stacy told me about.’ “Maybe that could be your moniker. ‘The Shadow.’ What do you think?”

 

“Sounds good, Spidey,” the other responded. “I could use that.”

 

‘Spidey works in a pinch,’ SpiderGirl thought.

 

“The Shadow?” Ninja Talon asked. “I does sound good. Especially with the way you vanish into a fog.”

 

“Just a little theatricality,” the Shadow responded. “But that’s all I’m going to say. I’m not going to reveal something that would lead you to my secret identity. I hope you understand.”

 

“I do,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“Same,” Ninja Talon said.

 

“But you can trust me to help out if you find yourselves overwhelmed with whatever is going on.”

 

“And the other way around?” SpiderGirl asked.

 

“Of course,” the Shadow said.

 

“I have powers, but do you?” SpiderGirl said.

 

“I’m not saying one way or the other. I could be using the theatricality to cover that, or maybe I am not. I’m not going to say either way.”

 

“No problem,” Ninja Talon said.

 

SpiderGirl sighed. She knew that was all she was going to get.

 

“If anything else, it’s time go to,” the Shadow said.

 

“Wait!” SpiderGirl said.

 

“I’ll see you another time,” the Shadow said, before producing the fog and vanishing into the night.

 

“That’s it then,” Ninja Talon said.

 

“Yes. We can trust her,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“Yes. But…”

 

“There will another opportunity for that.”

 

“Of course. But I’m disappointed,” Ninja Talon said.

 

“I am too, but we can still trust her and work with her regardless. I’ll see you Monday,” SpiderGirl said before webswinging away.

 

 

Ninja Talon saw SpiderGirl swing away. She looked around but couldn’t see the Shadow anywhere. ‘Another night,’ she thought. ‘May as well head home.’

 

She patrolled an area between Dega Street and the Creek before heading home.

 

 

SpiderGirl arrived back at the Morgendorffers over an hour later. She saw that Daria was pacing in her room. ‘Something is up there,’ she thought.

 

 

Daria heard a knock at the door.

 

“I’m available,” she said.

 

Quinn opened the door. “Are you OK?”

 

“Why do you ask that?”

 

“I saw you pacing as I came home. You don’t usually do that.”

 

“How?” Daria asked.

 

“Your curtains are wide open.”

 

“Oh. It’s just that Jane has been busy lately.”

 

“So, she hasn’t been able to spend time with you?” Quinn asked, sitting at the computer.

 

Daria nodded. “I’m worried, but that doesn’t mean you have to worry.”

 

“Daria, of course I worry about you. I worry about Mom. I’m sure you worry about me as well as Mom,” Quinn said quietly. “And Mom about us. It’s part of being a grieving family.”

 

“Of course. It’s that Jane and I do seem to be drifting apart. We still interact at school, just not as much at each other’s place, the Pizza place or the Zon.”

 

“I don’t know to what to say there.”

 

“That you have come in and checked on me is enough,” Daria said.

 

“Thanks.”

 

“You have your friends, and the three mentees, who may become friends.”

 

“Four, including Angie,” Quinn said. “But she may become a friend also. But my grief hasn’t changed my outgoing nature. You’re still… you.”

 

“So, you want me to reach out to another?”

 

“If you want to.”

 

“I’ll think about it,” Daria said. “I could try to call Jane again tonight.”

 

“Or wait until you get to school tomorrow,” Quinn added with a shrug.

 

“You have a point there,” Daria said as Quinn stood.

 

“Thanks for hearing my concern.”

 

“Quinn, that you admit you’re worried about me is enough. Before what happened to Dad, that wouldn’t have happened. There was too much difference between us.”

 

“True,” Quinn admitted.

 

They hugged and Quinn left. ‘Jane, what are you doing?’

 

 

Casa Lane was quiet again after Trent and Jesse finished their practice session for the night. Jesse was in the kitchen when a black clad figure entered. “Not cool!” he said as he grabbed a rolling pin off the bench.

 

The figure took off her mask, revealing that it was Jane. “Relax, Jesse, it’s me.”

 

“Sorry, the crime has me on edge,” Jesse said.

 

“That’s fine,” Jane said.

 

Trent entered the kitchen. “How did it go tonight, Janie?” he asked.

 

“I had a discussion with SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon after they both confronted me above the Zon,” Jane said, for she was the Shadow!

 

“What about?” Trent asked with concern.

 

“About working together when the situation calls for it.”

 

“What does that mean?” Trent asked.

 

“Meaning that if I’m overwhelmed, I allow them to help and vice versa. They don’t know I’m me and I don’t know who they are. As far as I know SpiderGirl is the only one with powers. Ninja Talon could be what she appears to be. A teenager highly skilled in Martial Arts.”

 

“Sounds good,” Jesse said.

 

“Cool,” Trent said. “At least you’re not alone. But on that topic; Daria. She called earlier. She sounded down.”

 

“I know I have been neglecting her. I’ll catch up with her tomorrow.”