Disclaimer: I only own the Mafia dude, the Avice family, the Geraldo pair, Lucian, 'More Eggs Please', and Caius's powers. Hopefully you know what else belongs to whom.

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"You know," a deep voice whispered as he fixed his tie, "this kind of job isn't low priced. It's very uncommon a request for the murder of a high school girl."

"Yes, well, if you knew her like my family does, you'd understand the need of her death," a shrill voice whispered back. "I'll pay you six million dollars for her murder and six million more if you play with her before killing her."

The man turned around and his face was lit up by the eerie red light from the lamp that sat on his desk. His eyes turned red in the light as he grinned at his client. "Well, Mrs.…"

"Bernadette. Call me Bernadette, sir," the woman said softly.

"Well, Mrs. Bernadette, we're going to need the files of this girl. I can get those. Tell me, what is her name?"

A sigh came from Bernadette. "Full name?" the woman asked. The man nodded and got out a sticky note and a pen. "Pansy Alice Geraldo."

"What an… Interesting name," he replied as he scribbled it down. He smiled at Bernadette. "Now, tell me about this young woman." Bernadette sat down when he motioned and she began.

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"Oi! Ali!" a high voice called. "C'mon! The movers are here!"

"Yeah, yeah!!!! Hold on one moment, Austin! I'll be down after I find my bloody ce- THERE WE GO!" Moments later, a slightly short girl with dirty blond hair came flying down a set of stairs. Almost literally, as she tripped near the bottom and landed on top of a blond haired boy. The thing in her hand went flying forward and landed in the only open box in the house. In fact, it was the only thing in the house. She grinned sheepishly at the boy beneath her before she stood, pulling him up with her. He sighed and ruffled her hair before walking over to the box. He glared up at her in mock anger and shook his head, closing the box. He strutted out of the house with the girl scampering after him. Austin packed the box into the back of the large black truck.

He shot a smile at the girl. "Get in the car, Ali. I need to go grab something I just remembered I forgot, and then we can go," he said softly to the girl.

"Sure, sure. You always say that to me, Austin," she told him. "And then we end up leaving hours later."

"Oh hush now and comply with my requests. Besides, this really will only take a minute."

Ali eyed him for a second before shrugging and going around to the passenger side of the truck. She sighed and leaned against the door once she was buckled in. She glanced out her window at her neighbor's house. They were such freaks. Everything about their house was… Perfect. Sickeningly so. Everyone else's yards looked like miniature junk yards. That was one of the reasons she and Austin were moving. The other reason was Austin was offered a job teaching a Forks High School in Forks, Washington. Biology teacher, in fact. Ali sighed as she glared at the perfect little white car that was impeccably clean as it pulled into the front drive of their house. Thin, muscular Michael Avice, son of Bernadette and Fernando Avice, climbed out of the car and glanced over, smiling when he caught her eye. He then proceeded to leap the fence that separated their two yards and ran over to her. Damn. She knew she should've rolled the window up.

"Hey Pansy!" he said cheerfully.

"Michael," she replied coolly. "Go home. Austin will fre-"

"MICHAEL! GET OFF OUR PROPERTY!!!" Austin's feminine voice yelled. Well, it's not feminine, per se, but… Just feminine enough to say that he's gay. Austin growled and ran back through the junk yard that was Ali's lawn. Silently, Austin climbed into the car and silently handed her… Dear god. Was that a kitten? Her eyes lit up at the sight of the calico. "There ya go, mon chéri," the blond adult said.

"Merci, Austin," Ali whispered. He just smiled genially at the little blond seventeen year old girl petting the kitten. "Mon précieux," Ali whispered to the cat. It mewed. Ali smiled at the cat and began petting it again, staring out the window as Austin drove to the air port. He had reserved a private jet so that they could bring his truck with him. Ali continued to stare out the window of the truck. Then the window of the plane. Then the window of the truck again. And finally, she, Précieux, and Austin stood in the spacious living room of their new house.

Austin sighed as the duo began moving boxes in after locking the cat, Cieux for short, in Ali's future room so she would not leave the house. Soon, the only place in the first floor not shrouded by boxes was a thin path around the floor. It was wide enough for single file, which rather grated Austin's nerves as he preferred to walk beside Ali. He cast a glance back at her and she smile brightly, causing his heart to flutter. How he got such a beautiful angel as his, he would never know, but she was his princess, his daughter, forever and ever. He walked into the kitchen, the blond girl right behind him. She sighed and put her hands on her hips, her light green eyes surveying the kitchen. She shook her head and pushed down on a box. Satisfied with something, she sat down on the box and Cieux flew into her lap from, apparently, the top of the fridge. Ali smiled as she petted the cat and closed her eyes in content as they waited for the Chinese to be delivered.

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Pansy's POV

I awoke in my sleeping bag to the shrill sound of 'Barbie Girl' playing on my phone. Gods I hate that song… And that would be why it is my alarm in the morning. I grumbled and sat up, rubbing my eyes. I stood with the grace of an orangutan with two broken feet and I ended up falling onto a box that contained parts of my bed. I grumbled in pain and stood up slowly, retaining my balance. Sighing, I opened the box next to the one I'd fallen on and pulled out some clothes. My Shirt that says 'More Eggs Please' and my copped colored jeans. I had to dig around four boxes to find my VANS and a pair of socks and then more to find a hair tie and my makeup. All I usually wear is some blush, eye liner, and eye shadow. I put silver eye shadow on one eye lid and emerald on the other. I walked into the bathroom and put my makeup on just as I heard Austin's phone alarm, Fergalicious, echo through the upper story of the house. I grimaced slightly as Cieux flew out of nowhere at me and latched onto my leg. Annoying little fluff blob. Whatever. She stayed on my leg as I traipsed downstairs. It was all unpacked. Austin…

"AUST! You getting up, or should I walk to school? It's cool either way!" I hollered up the stairs as Cieux fled my leg and his in the kitchen.

"Mmm… Can you walk to school Pansy…?" He mumbled back. I barely caught it. But he must be real tired to call me 'Pansy' instead of the usual 'Ali'.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna go now. Take it easy, okay Aust?" I called.

"Mmm…" I sighed.

"Bye!" And before Austin could reply, I left the house. I sighed, tightening my jacket around me as the drizzling rain hit me. I put the ear buds of my head phones in my ears and blasted Cobra Starship in my ears as I jogged to my new high school: Forks High School. Austin would probably be late, but he'd be there. If I know Austin, and trust me, I know my father. Sighing, I barely managed to jump out of the way as a shiny, silver Volvo drove by and nearly splashed me. I glared but otherwise continued without interruption along the highway. Stupid kids with their stupid rich cars. Think they're so special. Jeez. It really did annoy me. Sighing I stopped for a minute and stretched my legs out, jumping away from another splashing car. In my annoyance, I shook my fist at the car and continued with my jog to school. By the time I reached the school, I had only missed the first bell. As I was walking into the front office, our black truck pulled into a parking spot. I sighed, shutting off my iPod. I pushed open the door to the front office and let the warm, crispness of the room envelope me in her embrace.

I sighed and looked around. The room was decorated in lush colors. Warm reds, greens, yellows, and oranges adorned the room and it made me comfortable to be there. There was one other person there. Totally weird that I noticed this but, his shirt was the same as mine and his black and white checkered VANS matched mine. I walked forward and nodded to him and he to me. The secretary smiled at me. I smiled back.

"And who might you be, m'dear?" she asked me softly. I smiled and, in French to confuse her, introduced myself.

"Mon nom est Pansy Geraldo, Madame," I said softly. Her eyes widened.

"Er… Pardon?" she asked. The boy beside me grinned.

"She said her name is Pansy Geraldo, Miss Klucker," said the boy. He had slicked back red hair and clear blue eyes. His skin was tan, showing he sent time up in La Push at the beach. "And, Miss Pansy, my name is Lucian Palmer," he added.

"Plaisir, Lucian," I replied as the woman, Miss Klucker, handed me my schedule. I nodded, smiled, and took it and walked out, Lucian following me.

He grinned at me. "So, Pansy, why did you do that to her?" he asked as he whipped out his schedule from his pocket. It looked very worn, as if he'd read it multiple times. He began comparing our schedules. "we're together in every class!" he said.

"I did that because it annoys me when people automatically assume I speak English. Jeesh that's so annoying!" I told him. He nodded.

"Yeah, I know the feeling. So, hey, do you happen to know who our biology teacher is this year? Mr. Geraldo," Lucian said.

"Mon père," I replied as we entered building three.

"Sweet!" Lucian cheered just before we entered our Spanish classroom. The woman teacher greeted him in Spanish, which I understood very little of, then greeted me in English. I stared at her and greeted her back in French. "Ah, yes. Pan only speaks French. Barely any English, actually."

She turned her gaze on me. "Is this true, Miss Pansy?"

"Tristement, oui. Tragiquement, en tant qu'enfant en bas âge, je nai été jamais appris dans les arts de l'anglais… Tragique, je sais." I nodded to myself. Lucian and a few others that obviously spoke French laughed along. The teacher blanked at me.

"Well, sit in-between… Hm… Lucian and Jasper," she told me. I nodded and sat where Lucian pointed me to.

"Nice," Lucian whispered, high-fiving me under our desks. The other boy, Jasper, gave me this look.

"Je sais, Luci, je sais," I replied. He scowled at me. I sneered. "Hey, you called me 'Pan'," I whispered back.

"I concede," he said. I nodded to myself.

"Ah," Jasper joined in, "you do speak English, hm, Pansy?" I looked at him and grinned sheepishly. He just snickered. And that's when it was heard. The shattering of the glass window I sat next to. Jasper sat behind me and Lucian beside.

"What the-?" Lucian explained before Jasper moved and both boys went tumbling down. I, myself, did not even try to move. I'd get hurt a load more than if I just stayed put. The whole wall of windows exploded and I dove for cover. The class room was frantic and chaotic. A gun shot rang out and- DAMN! The last thing I felt before the pain in my head from tripping over my own two feet was an exploding pain in my left thigh.

"PANSY!" I heard Lucian scream before I died to the world.

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It was dark. Dark, dank, and painful was all that could describe around me. Very, very uncomfortable. Yes, uncomfortable described perfectly how I felt in this blackness that has engulfed my body. Cold as well. Very… Very cold… Just as I thought this, a blanket came out of nowhere. I thanked nothing and wrapped it around myself, immediately regretting it as the damn thing tried to strangle me. I struggled with it and finally, finally, it released me. Now, to find out where in god's name I'm at. I stood and suddenly, all around me was lit up. I was… Huh, that's funny; I was back home, in 'Bello. Wow. Never thought I'd have to look upon Montebello again except for in my memory- what the hell? What's that…? Oh my god is that… That is… Michael. What the hell is Michael doing, going through our mail?

Suddenly, Michael laughed. Hesitantly, I walked closer to him and peered over his shoulder. Hell. It had our new address on it. Oh hell no. I followed Michael as he walked to his car and climbed in. He was packed for a road trip. My lord. He's… He's coming to Forks, isn't he?

Yes, he is, idiot, my subconscious answered.

Annoying little voice. Sounds just like Lucian, now that I think about it. Usually, I could never pin point the voice's body. Duh. 'Cause I'd never met the owner of the voice. So, Lucian has been in my head since I was eight, huh? Kind creepy, if you think about it. I'm disturbed.

I now stood in my new home in Forks. Austin was on the couch, screaming into the little cell phone he had. I cringed away from that. Did I die or something…?

No, he's just calling the hospital to ask why they'd tell him you might me dead, Lucian mocked me. Jerk. That's pretty annoying. I don't like it, Lucian!!! Nor do I, as my name is NOT Lucian. I am not even your subconscious, fool. I'm a bloody vampire who can see the future and project thoughts into other peoples' minds and read thoughts, even if said person is unconscious.

Well you sure as hell sound like Luci.

Fool, I am not.

Well, you're a total ass, I know that much.

Stupid mortal. The voice sighed. My name… Is Caius. I'm, according to my brother Aro, your guardian Angel. I am to tell you the future that may harm you. So. Start thanking me and kissing up to me any time soon.

I snorted in my head. Well, Caius, mind telling me what the hell perspired in the classroom?

Oh, that. Someone's trying to kill you and now you have a stalker. Nothing biiiiig…. He trailed off.

Wow, help much?

Suck up to me and I will help you, mortal!

Shut up for like ten minutes and I'll CONSIDER suckin' up.

Mortals…

SHUT UP VAMPIRE BOY!

BOW TO ME MORTAL! FOR YOU ARE MY MINION!!!

Actually, you are my minion as you are my "guardian angel." Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to greet the world of the living in French.

Bitch…

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