A Christmas Carol
By Crossmanx crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk  comments and ideas welcome.
A Christmas Carol with a difference!

A Christmas Carol

Edward Scrooge is the great, great, great Nephew of the famous Ebenezer
Scrooge from the Charles Dickens story 'A Christmas Carol'. But what most
people don't know is that the story was based on a real event. Charles had
been a friend of Ebenezer who had been visited on Christmas Eve by those
'Ghosts' and he had brought the story to life in his book. Unfortunately
for Ebenezer, Charles had kept all the money from this tale and poor old
Ebenezer got nothing, he turned into a bitter and even more twisted 'Bah
Humbug' when none of the money had come his way.

This new bitterness has been inherited from one generation to the next and
at Christmas it became even more deep and resentful, no decorations, no
presents and certainly no mention of 'that book!' But maybe this Christmas
it would be different.

Edward was in his early 30's a successful banker, who had gotten to where
he was today by hard work and looking after number one. He just arrived
back at his home, glad to get back, he had gone out and been caught up in
all the festivities and the happy shoppers around the town. It just made
him more and more miserable. He settled down to a quiet night in front of
the TV. "And now for that Christmas classic, it's time to enjoy the
wonderful story of 'A Christmas Carol'" SMASH! Edward throws his cup at the
TV it broke instantly "bloody Charles Dickens ... It was my family, so where's
my money from it ... " It was the one thing that was sure to get Edward
angry ... That's if he really needed a reason.

Suddenly the lights went out 'what now!' He got up and headed for the
kitchen, he had a torch there BANG! OUCH! 'Bloody chair' he hit his leg, as
he hobbled around  ...  ... "Hi Ed" he stopped in his tracks he knew that voice
'it's Carol' his old girlfriend but she was dead! She had died in a car
accident shortly after they had split up ... Well shortly after she had dumped
him for sleeping with her best friend!

Edward turned to see a bright light coming from the hallway; he was drawn
to it. The hallway was bathed in a bright light and there ...  there stood
Carol! "You're ...   ... You're dead!" There in front of him was his dead
girlfriend ... ex-girlfriend a stunning tall brunette, she was just as he
remembered her, dark long flowing hair, those deep dark eyes and full red
lips. She was wearing that tight red dress he liked, that showed off her
long legs and plunging neckline that gave you a good look at her ample
bust!

The strange figure walked up to him SMACK! 'That hurt' the woman, the
spirit, the ghost of Carol slapped him hard across the face "You bastard
Eddie!" he was shocked "You slept with Maria and didn't give a dame about
me when I left". 'Hold on ...  a ghost slapped him and now was having a go at
him!' "You let me drive off that night in the rain, you knew my car's
breaks weren't that good, you ...  ... " "Hold on ...  It's not my fault!" She gave him
a look that chilled him to the bone "OK I did sleep with ...  ... " "Edward Scrooge
I died a year ago tonight and to mark the occasion you will be visited by
the spirits of 3 Christmas Babes, who will show you the error of your
ways." He was confused, he knew this story! "Surly you mean 3 Christmas
spirits?" She just smiled "I know what I said" with that the busty brunette
diapered, the house was plunged back into darkness ... Just as suddenly as the
lights had gone out they came back on again.

Edward shock his head, had he just seen, spoken to and been slapped by his
dead ex-girlfriend! His face still stung; surly it hadn't happened ...  Had it?
'He had just imagined it? It was Christmas and the family name had come
back to haunt him!' Wrong choice of words! "Eddie you need an early night"
he said out loud, but didn't know why; he climbed the stairs and opens the
bedroom door ...  ... BANG!

A flash of light and Edward was standing in the office of his first boss Mr
Fezziwig, the manager of the bank where he had first started. The office
was just as he had rembered it and there sat on the large desk was Angle
the groeous blond secretary that had worked there, was she the first of the
Christmas Babes that Carol had spoken about? And she was a real babe, long
blond hair a great body, long legs, large breasts all wrapped up in tight
jeans and a top, she still had those long boots on, the ones she always
worn, and made her look even more sexier.

"Hello Edward ...  Remember me?" "Angle?  ...  Yes it is you! What are you doing
here? You look just the same as you did all those years ago!" But how could
it be, was this really a case of the 'story' coming true as it did for
Ebenezer? "Are ...  Are you one of the ghosts? Are you the ghost of Christmas
past?" this was such a strange feeling, the gorgeous blond jumps off the
desk and starts to walk towards him. "Are you here to show me all my
Christmas past and make me change my ways?" She stopped "Do you remember
how you treated me when we worked together?" 'Oh Shit!' He had forgotten
what a right bastard he had been to her! "Well ... " "No Ed I'm not the ghost
of Christmas past ...  I'm the babe of Christmas past, remember how you dumped
me at Christmas all those years ago and now I'm here to kick your arse!"
With that she struck out SMACK! A hard slap across his face, much harder
than Carol's, Edward staggered a couple of steps backwards. He wasn't
expecting her to strike him, he didn't really know what to expect. He grabs
the struck side of his face, so exposing the other WACK! A much harder
strike from the busty blond but this time it's a clenched fist that finds
its mark. Again Ed staggers backwards, his head drops, she grabs it and
pulls him down, unleashing her knee hard into the stunned mans gut. She
struck him powerfully three times winding him, hurting him, he gasps for
breath, but just as he caught it THUD!
Still holding him downwards she again brought her knee up but now drove it
into his jaw. Edwards sent flying backwards by his blond assailant.  He
lands on the floor hard, but didn't notice this as he's hit again and again
by Angles boot as he lay there. She laid into him with such ferocity,
unleashing all her anger on him for the way he had treated her all those
years ago. Revenge may well be 'a dish served cold' but to this blond
beauty, revenge is also a good kicking to those that hurt you!
She pulls Edward up only to slam her well form thigh hard into the side of
his head, he falls back to the floor; his hands held out to stop him. On
all fours he's dazed and weakened, but also just the right target for her
boot to again make contact WACK! She sends in her sexy boot again and
again, kicking the man harder and harder, her last kick is so hard that
Edward is sent spinning, he rolls around in agony. CRACK! OOUUUHHHH! He
never knew Angle could be so brutal and strong. As he squirms on the floor
her boot comes down one last time THUD! ARRRRRHHHHHH! Slamming it hard into
his gut, she smiles as she watches him twists and wriggles in anguish
before her.
She grabs Ed by his hair and drags him up on op his knees, he offers no
resistance, he's shocked, stunned and hurting from her quick and vicious
attack. "Time to say goodbye Ed" she twists and CRACK! Drives he knee again
hard into him, this time high into the side of his head, before he hits the
floor Ed's unconscious, taken down easily by an Angle.
Much later a groggy Edward slowly comes round, 'what the hell happened?' He
finds himself lying on the hallway floor, where he had first seen the
'ghost' of Carol! Its dark, the only light is the moonlight streaming in
through the hallway window. He gets to his feet 'OH!' His body hurts like
hell as he slowly makes his way up the stairs 'did he fall?' Was he
sleepwalking and feel down the stairs?' That must be it, it was all a bad,
bad dream he must have fallen down the stairs, that would explain why he's
hurting after all it couldn't have been ...  ... Angle ...  ... Could it?
He heads to the bathroom to sort himself out, then off to his bedroom,
closing the door ...  ... WOOSSHHH! A flash of light and he's standing on a beach
the sun's out, it's a hot day, the sea is lapping around his feet, he can
feel the warm water. "Hi Ed!" That voice he turns to see a beautiful black
woman, dressed in a white bikini, she has a toned, athletic body, a
stunning figure, and large breasts. Short black hair, a very attractive
face, high cheekbones, deep eyes and red lips ...  ...  Joy!
Edward had taken a business trip to the Caribbean; but it wasn't all work,
he had managed to also have some pleasure. Joy had been a junior partner at
his firm and he'd managed to get her alone on the trip. He had his 'fun'
with her but when a mix up with some of the paperwork had been noticed he'd
made sure all the blame went to her. She lost her job, couldn't keep up
with the payments on her new flat, lost it, and everything had gone down
hill for her!
"Do you remember this beach?" It was where he had taken her on a day away
from the business and seduced her, he smiled yes he remembered the beach.
She looked just as desirable as she had on that day, he felt a strong
stirring, she really did look so sexy. He had forgotten about the
'situation' he was in; his eyes focused on her great body as she got closer
to him WACK! The black beauty had kicked out, a high kick that had just
connected with the side of his head. It sent him staggering back; she
followed it up quickly with another kick to the other side of his head.
Again Ed was knocked backwards towards the sea.
The dark skinned bikini babe carried on with two more well aim high kicks,
just enough force behind them to keep sending Edwards stepping back, but
keep him still on his feet. Even so his head was spinning from her assault,
he had lost all bearing of where he was, he wobbled, she smiled, spun round
and delivered a hard roundhouse kick. Her foot landed squarely in the
centre of his chest. Ed was sent flying backward SPLASH! Landing in the
shallow waters of the sea.
Joy gives him no chance to recover; grabbing him she forces his face into
the water and into the sandy bottom. She holds him down, he panic's
flapping around, but her superior strength holds him down. When she's ready
she pulls him up, out of the water, he struggles for breath, trying
desperately to fill his lings. Only for Joy to once again force his face
back down into the water, she does this again and again, each time letting
Ed take in just a few gulps of air. A fear like he has never felt before
engulfed him. Joy pulls him up out and throws the drench frightened man
down, he lays there in the water looking up at the black beauty, water
glistening off her dark skin. He tries to take in oxygen as fear rushes
through his body, she leans forward SMACK! Her fist hits out hard and
finishes him off; the warm water and darkness swallow him up.
Edward came too with a start! He's lying on his bedroom floor, he and his
cloths are dry but the carpet where he lay is soaking. A whiff of salt
water fills his nostrils; he jumps up onto his feet ARRRRHHHH! His body
hurts like hell, he fells battered, in pain. 'Surly this was a dream! But
the carpet's wet ... What's happening to him?' Edward pulls himself onto the
bed to rest, he soon falls asleep, a peaceful sleep.
BANG! Edward woke again with a start; he looks at the clock 04:18AM! BANG!
Another loud sound from down stairs he gets up to investigate, his body
still hurts, but the carpet is now dry, was it all a dream! As he slowly
descended the stair something tells him inside, runaway ... don't go, but also
something said ... You HAVE to go!
A bright light comes from the living room, he's drawn to it, he has to
enter the room, the light gets brighter. As he walks into the room it all
goes dark! Then slowly a gentle glow, it gets brighter ...  The rooms now fully
light, but its not his living room, he's now stood in a restaurant, it's
'Cratchit's', he was here just a week ago for a business lunch! The place
is empty, what's going on, it's empty apart from in the far corner there's
a waitress, she's sorting out a table then she turns. Edward recognised
her; she was the waitress that had served them during that visit, Holly!
"What am I doing here?" she moves from table to table, making sure
everything is set just right. "Your Holly aren't you, you're the waitress
from last week." She stops and looks at him "You left your number and a
very large tip for me" he remembered, she's an attractive redhead, very
attractive, she has a smile that draws you in, plus a great body. Edward
had made her his next conquest, the large tip and his phone number was sure
to get him noticed by her.
"What have you got to do with all this I haven't  ...  ... " "You Ed will treat me
just like you've treated all the other women in your life." "But ... But I
haven't done anything yet ... " She finishes with the table she's at and walks
up to Edward "No you haven't yet! But you're not going to get the chance
CRUNCH! She drives her knee hard up into his groin, Ed falls like a lead
weight, tears stream from his eyes 'GOD THAT HURTS!'  "Oh something wrong
Ed?" She mocks him.
The buxom redhead doesn't leave it there she garbs his attention with a
hard slap across the face, always does the trick. Holly pulls the hurting
Ed up to his feet. WACK! WACK! A few hard punched to his gut to soften him
up. He instinctively puts out a hand; he tried to grab her to stop her, she
replies with a hard clenched first backhander across his face SMACK! Ed's
knocked backwards.
The fiery redhead takes her opportunity she grabs Ed's arm turns and throws
his over her shoulder WOOSSSHHH! THUD! AAWWWHHHH! Ed lands on a nearby
table, she smashes him into it, breaking the table, Ed can hardly move
after that, his body is on fire, hurting like never before. "Come on Ed
I've loads more tables for you to practice with" he knows as she drags him
off the floor that she not joking, she intends for him to suffer! THUD!
AAAARRRRRHHHHHH! The sexy waitress is enjoying sending Ed around the
restaurant, she shows off how easily she can throw the little man around.
She knocks him around the restaurant sending his crashing into three more
tables, she does it with a smile on her face, the more he suffers the more
she smiles. The restaurant is a disaster area and all because an angry
woman wants to show a man the error of his ways. THUD! She slams him into
the last table, he can't take anymore, as she looks down at him, she knows
he's a broken man, mentally and physically. He's just about to fade into
unconsciousness CRACK! Her shoe connects with his jaw making sure that
she's the last thing he sees and it's her that decides when he can fade
into oblivion.

Ed wakes, he's in bed, his bed in his house, his body is aching and
hurting, but was it all a dream? He gets up, he opens the curtains, the
first streams of daylight are just filtering through, was he visited by
three Christmas babes? Was this all a chance for him to change his ways?
Had he been given a second chance?
"Hi Ed" he turns, there is Carol, he rushed up to her and falls to his
knees, looking up at the gorgeous brunette "It's ok  ... OK ..I'll change my
ways ... " she garbs him violently by his hair pulling his head back so as to
focus on her. "Oh Ed ... You've completely misunderstood, this isn't like the
story ...  I just want to see you suffer ...  Come in girls ... " With that Angle, Joy
and Holly all enter the room. "No ...  Please ...  NOOOOOO ...  ...  ... "

Carol grabs Edwards's battered body and drags him upwards; she floats up
still dragging the hapless man, Ed looks down and he can see his lifeless
body, bloody and beaten on the floor of his bedroom, stood around are
Angle, Joy and Holly. Carol continues to drag the spirit of Ed
along ...  ... "You're a long time dead Edward Scrooge, and a long time at my
mercy" They float out of his house into the early morning air, he can feel
it on his face, but he's a spirit now himself, as he looks back onto his
home he's shocked to see Angle, Joy and Holly all floating up and out of
the house, the three Christmas babes all following him and Carol "Come on
girls lets go and have some more fun with our plaything here ...  ... ."

If you listen careful on Christmas morning as the winds blows, you can hear
the cries of a man hurting and pleading with the spirits of the woman that
he has wronged ...  ... 

 So is your Yule time full of Joy, Holly and Angles, not forgetting and not
forgetting the odd Christmas Carol?