A Saga

I''d like to introduce some of the players. Tell me what you think of them and any suggestions you might have. I reserve the right to add, ignore, or play with your suggestions! :) This is the beginning! These are the opening characters to a story of deprivations, horror, resilience, triumph, and love.



Pat (last name currently unknown) - White with dirty blond hair. He keeps a beard and mustache that are sculptured. His eyes are steel gray and at first when you look at them you believe that you are looking right into his soul. He is a pedophile. He is a repeat offender that is sadistic as well as murderous. He has never been caught. He has a sense of cunning and charm that most people believe in open and honest as opposed to his true nature. Later your realize once you've encountered Pats darker side that when you thought you were looking into his soul you were looking into an obis of hatred. Pat is thirtyish and married to Sandy. Step-dad to Crissy Sandy's daughter.



Sandy - Wife to Pat for four years. Widowed from Brian Caster. Mother of ten year old Crissy. Works at a restaurant in town called Renos. She as well is white, thirtyish, pale skin, short curly blond hair, with blue eyes and freckles. Sandy in totally unsuspecting of Pats problems nor his hidden menacing. She believes they are working toward a life together and that he is a great step-father.


Crissy Caster - Ten years old, with her mothers pale skin and short curly hair. She has green eyes, and is on the chubbier side of adolescence. She is unaware of the capability of Pat. She is innocent and loving, yet is a loner at school. Her best friend is her teacher Ms. Anderson.

Tanya Anderson - White, fifth grade math teacher to Crissy at Georgeville Elementary. She is the survivor from childhood. Her Grandfather and his friends used to violate her on weekends, when her parents would leave her there to be babysat. She is twenty-seven, long black hair, brown eyes. She has a scar above her left eye that she uses to remind herself of her survival and eventual victory over her attackers.

A darker thought

just know somewhere a child is being hurt. In Darfur, families are being ripped apart. Mothers are threatened by beasts while another takes her child away, dragging the child out into the dirt and publicly and violently brutilizing her. As the little girl or boy has starved for so long there only so much fight they can offer the beast. The kicking and screaming only lasts for so long. Afterwards they are either killed in a terrible way or left to crawl or drag themselves back to their terrified family and left to slowly die of hunger... because there JUST is not enough food for everyone there in the encampment.Somewhere else, here in the US, children, both boys and girls are being dragged and forced to endure the terrible, painful violation from a stranger. Someone who has tricked them into feeling safe with them. A stranger who forces the child to summit to acts never imagined in their safe worlds of love.The abuse is finished with either death, enslavement, or even if the child is released afterwards, they are FOREVER scarred, humiliated, terrified...and shattered.Also theres cruelty innocent animals are suffering. Sometimes tied up, abandoned there to slowly die of hunger and thirst. Feeling, slowly, the pain of the hunger, the loss of muscle abilities, movement, trust. This animal will eventually lay down and not to be able ot get up, and suffer as its body shuts down.There are other things that happen to all the above. Things I've left unsaid. Call me stupid but I don't understand. Why can't these things be stopped. I know in my heart there must be a way. Whether its money, volunteering, education, involvement, caring, talking , yelling....Whatever! I don't know the answer to the solution, but I believe... if there are enough of us to listen, to watch and then to take action. It may not happen tommorrow, but maybe, just maybe it can stop.WE JUST HAVE TO CARE ENOUGH TO GET INVOLVED!