Hello, this is the Fairy Godmother, I've been trying to re do this story for a while, and I'm now at the point of where I feel satisfied.

There is a few OC's as well as character development and history. Language in italics are another language.

Hope you enjoy it.

disclaimer: I own nothing, or else the series would have been longer.

Chapter One

The house was lit all around so it looked like something out of a fairy tale. There were fairy lights in the trees and bushes all around the house and the driveway. It was illuminating the spring snow that was still on the ground giving everything a supernatural aura. In the enormous back garden there was a large, pristine white, marquee that was lit by the same soft light with soft orchestra music coming from inside, filling the air and having a very magical effect on the night. The house itself was very grand, and even from outside looked so very warm and inviting that the young female mallard sitting in the tree just outside its gates was desperate to be inside. If only for a minute.

The girl was barely ten years old but she had seen and lived through so much. Her green eyes were so expressive and at that moment were filled with such sadness and longing. She was desperate to be inside that house rather than sitting in that tree. You could barely notice her light creamy brown-grey colouring in the darkness, or the long dark brown mane with white-silver streaks running through it that it was currently tied up in a high pony tail. If you'd have looked closely, you would say that this girl would is beautiful, but no one ever did. She was wearing very simple clothes, a long sleeve top with a body warmer over pants and light boots. All black, so she could blend into the night and become invisible. That's what she was. Invisible, someone who you pass on the street but barely notice. She had spent her life trying to emulate this and she had perfected this ability. The only person who ever seemed to notice her was her brother, but even he had started to take less notice over the last few years.

The young duck sighed and picked up her binoculars and notepad once again. She was keeping a very detailed account of the security in this gated community. There were five other houses in this gated community, but the house that was in front of her was the largest and grandest. It was also her target. It had three stories, a large garden and private frozen pond. It was the home to one of the richest diamond traders in all of Puckworld. The drake had a store in every major city in every district on Puckworld and owned most of the precious jewel on display in the museums. The security that he employed for his stores and displays was so tight that the team of a ten year old and a twenty-two year old had no hope of breaking in and getting their hands on anything worthwhile. However, his private residence was another matter.

From what the young mallard had seen over the two weeks that she had been sitting out in front of the house there were round the clock security guards. Each guard was also heavily armed, but they had a routine. It had taken six days to understand it. There were teams of two; each patrolling round certain areas of the gated community, with a widening concentric pattern. There was an enormous window though, after one o'clock in the morning that would allow them to get in and get out before the guards knew anything. From what she understood, there shouldn't have been any gaps at all, but people with routines get complacent and sloppy. That was their hope.

There were cameras covering most of the community, but they too had their weaknesses such as a major blind spot over the staff door and the conservatory door. It had taken a while to hack into the security system, but she saw them. That was her job, to see things and to find the blind spots, as well as creating loops and stills that would allow them to walk around without fear of being spotted. Most of the other professionals she met in her line of work couldn't believe that she could hack into security systems, but they were very easy and she was very bright. She would sit out in the cold for hours in the dead of night on her laptop and with her binoculars and notepad. This helped her come up with some ideas to get into the grounds. She would then tell these ideas to her older brother, and partner, Duke, who would then come up the plan to get them in and around. So far this method had worked fairly well, as both of the siblings were very bright and creative, and both could see hidden angles. Though, both always saw different angles to get everywhere. So, between the two of them, an airtight plan, and several back up plans would be created with great ease to cover every possibility. Their parents had always emphasised the importance of being prepared.

Duke was a tall, skinny drake of about twenty-two. He had a dark brown-grey colouring which was a lot darker than his sisters. He told her that his colouring was closer to their fathers, while she had favoured their mother. His hair was the same colouring that he was, brown-grey with a large white-grey streak at the front, instead of several throughout. It made him look older than he was. Duke was currently inside the house gather intel for the robbery they were planning. They had many ways to get inside places, depending on the situation. They could act as prospective clients for a business, as a family group touring the area, as a new friend from school, it all depended on what they needed. Tonight Duke was posing as a waiter, the home owners were having a going away party, as they were going on a trip to one of the Southern Islands of Puckworld. Duke quite enjoyed going to these parties, mainly because of the easy and gorgeous young ducks who wanted to rebel against "daddy" with the help. It was easy tail to chase. Tonight however, he was completely focused on business. The L'Orange siblings were currently being scouted by a criminal organisation, the Brotherhood of the Blade. It was one of the biggest criminal gangs on Puckworld and the children of the most famous thieves in Puckworld's recent history would be an amazing asset to them.

The two young L'Orange's had been very successful over the years. They were slowly becoming very skilled and were well on their way to being the greatest young thieves that Puckworld had ever known. They didn't stay in one place too long and travelled from city to city, staying in hotels. Even after their parents' early deaths they were able to afford the luxury that they had become accustomed to. They had been left a fortune in off island accounts and safe-deposit boxes throughout the entire planet.

After their father's death and the birth of his younger sister, Duke became Maria L'Orange's partner and the two were quite good. After her death though Duke had gone out on solo heists, leaving his sister in their hotel room reading, practising the guitar and the piano, and dancing. But after a few years he had begun to train her too, just like he was. His sister had shown extraordinary skill with safes and over the last five years he had included her in all his plans and heists. Her ability with computers was something he had only just discovered. Apparently, she had been hacking into the hotels business systems to lower their total bill for the last few years, so he was very pleased to have her with him. Besides, he never felt safe leaving her alone in the hotel rooms while he worked. He was always afraid that she would be found by the authorities and taken away from him and he had promised his mother on her deathbed to look after her.

Duke often thought that Eleanor, or Ellie for short, was the spitting image of their mother. They had the same expressive eyes which he would challenge anyone not to fall in love with. Their mother was Maria L'Orange; she was the most successful jewel thief on Puckworld with her husband Stefan L'Orange as her partner. They were also part of the Brotherhood of the Blade. In fact, Maria had been their first female member. Stefan and Maria had trained their son well to follow in their footsteps, as the lifestyle of a criminal was all that they knew. They were both brought up to be thieves and they had never been caught, until one of their own betrayed them. Stefan was shot dead holding off a rival thief while Duke and a then unknowingly pregnant Maria got away. Eleanor had never known their father and had barely known their mother either. Maria had died when Eleanor was five.

Maria had found out that she had cancer and it had been too aggressive to do much, but she wanted to do one thing before she died. Avenge her husband, and she did. That was the only person that any of the L'Orange's had ever killed. After that Maria had taken a glass of wine with enough sleeping tablets to kill a small village and she had taken them happily knowing that her husband's killer was dead and that her children were safe. She had hoped that they would be able to live a different life, but by that time Duke had a taste for the life of a notorious thief and would not have survived on the straight and narrow.

The party lasted until the early hours of the morning, but Duke had managed to slip away early. No one would notice one waiter going missing, apart from the blonde mallard that had had her eyes on him on evening. At two in the morning, with the party was still going, Eleanor had moved down from her hiding spot to make her way to the motorcycle that was parked two streets over. When she arrived Duke was ready and waiting with her black helmet ready. He had that cocky smile on which she knew all too well. He had all the information they would need to break into the house in three days' time when it was completely empty.

It didn't take them long to get back to the hotel they were staying in at that time. It was a five star hotel in the centre of South City and the suite they had had two rooms with a double bed in each that were calling out to them. They always had suites. That way they had room to practice their skills, and Duke particularly loved to teach his sister swordsmanship. His father had taught him and he was the greatest, it was an honour to teach his sister. The sabres that they both always carried with them were, in fact, heirlooms to the L'Orange family. Duke carried his fathers while Eleanor carried their mothers. And though Duke tried to keep up with what his sister should know for their profession there were other things that he should be teaching her, things normal girls her age should know by now. Such as how to skate and play hockey. His father had taught his when he was a boy and Duke had loved to play one on one against his father. He still tried to keep up his hockey skills and he always promised that he would teach her, but they never really seemed to have much time. He swore that when they entered the Brotherhood and they had a little bit more security he would teach her so that she could be a pro.

Duke looked up to see his sister sitting and reading an advanced chemistry book. Since they were always moving from place to place they both had not attended school. That suited Duke fine as his mother had home schooled him and was beginning to home school Eleanor. Since her death Duke had had to take over. Luckily Eleanor had a thirst for knowledge and by the time she was eight she was studying at a high school level. Duke had been the same, when he was twelve he took his High School Equivalency Test, at the request of his mother, and had passed with flying colours, so if they were to go straight they had an education and some qualifications to fall back on. Duke had planned on enrolling Ellie to take the test in a few years if they didn't join up with the Brotherhood. His mother had insisted that when Ellie was old enough she should also be given the chance to have a real education, which she had also offered Duke. Maria had taken a degree in Art History, and had hoped that Duke would actually decide to get a degree as well, as she refused to let her children suffer the curse of being ignorant. Unfortunately, Duke had decided against it, but promised to go back later to get an advanced education.

Duke would often look at his younger sister, who didn't know how to skate or have anyone her age to talk to, and often wonder if he was doing the right thing. He knew that Ellie was very self-conscious about talking to people her own age, and would get flustered when people she didn't know tried to engage her in conversation, as she preferred to talk to people older than her. He knew that that was because she had never had the opportunity to talk to kids her own age, and that if she had been taken into care then she would be a lot less socially awkward. But he couldn't give her up, he loved her and he had promised his mother that they would stay together. They would both have to go straight for them to settle down, and Duke couldn't give up the life.

"Come on Ellie, time to go to bed," Duke said taking off his shirt and tie, leaving her undershirt on.

"Duke," the sweet voice of his sister said.

"Yeah kiddo?" Duke asked as he took a beer out of the mini fridge in the kitchen and walked towards the large couch.

"Why do we do this?" Ellie asked quietly, without taking her eyes off of her textbook.

"Do what?" Duke answered as he took a sip of the expensive beer.

"This, why do we have to steal?" Ellie asked, finally looking her older brother in the eye.

"To live." Duke said simply as he took another sip of beer and regarded the girl sitting next to him. She had finally looked up at him from her textbook and her bright green eyes looked sad and confused.

"Why do we have to live like this?" Ellie said softly, looking around the large and impersonal hotel suite.

"Live like what? We live in five star hotels, we never have to cook or clean up after ourselves. We have no rules. This is every kids dream." He said with a large flourish as he gestured around the room.

"I wouldn't know as I don't know any other kids." Eleanor said sadly, once again looking down at her textbook.

"Come here." Duke said softly while gesturing for his sister to come closer.

"What's wrong Ellie?" Duke asked once his sister had curled up next to him on the large couch. She used to this after he returned from every solo job. Just lie close to him until she fell asleep, being lulled to sleep by his deep voice and steady breathing.

"I just wish that sometimes we were normal, you know. Living in a house with a mother and father, going to school, having friends. You know normal." The small girl said in Rouenin, which she often resorted back to when she was excited or upset. Rouenin was one of the fifteen languages spoken on Puckworld, with Mallarish being the most common. Duke could actually speak all fifteen languages, but Rouenin was their first language as that was the district of Puckworld their family had originated from. The small girl had unshed tears in her eyes, as she could almost see the life that she would never know, but know that she could never have. And it broke her brother's heart to see her that upset.

"Normal is relative. This is what I grew up knowing, and so did mama and papa." Duke said kindly as he gently rubbed his sister's shoulder in an affectionate manner.

"What were they like?" Eleanor asked. This had become one of her favourite bedtime stories since she their mother died. The tales of Maria and Stefan L'Orange. Duke of course used a bit of creative licence to entertain his sister, but most of it was true and it would always make her feel better and would make her sleep more soundly.

It didn't take long for her to fall asleep, as she was exhausted from the rigorous observations that she had been making. Duke picked her like she weighed nothing, and carried her into her room and put her to bed. He placed her delicately down, and lovingly tucked her into her bed, not forgetting to give her the teddy that she always slept with. His sister was a very clingy sister sleeper and she needed something to grip onto while she slept or she would sleep well. As soon as she had the large stuffed animal next to her she gripped it into a death grip and snuggled deeper into the luxurious bed, but she still looked fitful.

Duke knew that there was only one thing that would get the duckling to sleep properly tonight, and that was if he slept in the bed with her. He had gotten used to having the young girl sleep with him, as she had been doing it since she was a baby. Duke often woke up and found the girl snuggled up next to him in his bed as if he was a life sized teddy. At first it had infuriated him, but since his mothers' death he had come to find the presence just as comforting. And, when she was really upset, he would often anticipate her need for closeness and just sleep go to sleep with her instead of going to his own bed. As soon as he climbed into bed the duckling had turned over and grabbed a hold of her brother as if she was afraid he would disappear at any second.

"You'll see kid; once we do this job we'll hit the big time." Duke whispered into his sister's ear just before he fell asleep. And it was true; if this job was successful the young L'Orange children would join the Brotherhood of the Blade and become some of the most famous thieves on Puckworld. This is what Duke had wanted his entire life and he was desperate to achieve it. Even at some costs to both himself and his sister.

Hope you enjoyed it. In my the language that Duke and Ellie will speak is going to be French, so imagine it like that.