Hello! This is my first TBAA fanfic ever! I'd like to thank LittleGloriasFaith24
"Hey there Tess!" Andrew flagged down his long time angel friend.
"Why hello there Andrew. How are you this fine morning?" Tess hugged the young male angel with her warm smile.
"I'm super! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and above all, God's smiling."
"Oh, that is always the best thing!"
"How about you? You seem a bit distracted with something. Is everything all right?" Andrew realized.
"Oh, don't you worry about me, I'll figure this out one way or another."
"Will you be willing to share your dilemma with me Tess? Is there any way that I can help out?"
"I suppose so. Thank you so kindly. Here it is, the Father has a special mission he needs taken care of quickly. After hearing about what a young girl is going through, and what is likely to happen, I'm not sure who to send on the mission! He gave me the decision between Monica and Gloria, and I just have no idea who to choose. I strongly believe that it would be a great learning experience for Gloria, and she needs a strong case like this to reference to while on many other cases, but at the same time, I think that Monica may already have enough experience that is required for this particular assignment."
"Ah, yes, I do understand. Am I aloud to ask what the assignment is about this time?" Andrew pondered.
"A fifteen-year-old girl is just about to finish her freshman year at the local public school. She has an outstanding reputation of being kind, sweet, loving, having good grades, and staying involved. The only way that you don't know who this girl is, is if it's your first day. She's lived a perfectly normal life with religious parents, dozens of friends, a few quarrels with some children, and a decent household. She is an only child, but that's all right for the time being. Like I noted earlier, she has perfect grades, and all of her teachers love her. I really do wish that Earth had more children like her," Tess detailed.
"What's her name?"
"Alyssa Smarx."
"I don't see why she needs and angel then?" Andrew chuckled in confusion.
"Recently, one of the children that she would argue – Rachel – was found completely torn up in an alleyway bleeding to death. She was rushed to the hospital, but is now in a comatose state. The police have done massive investigations on her attack, and so far they only have one suspect."
"Oh, please don't say it."
"I'm afraid so. The perfect little Alyssa is under intense police scrutiny. People say that she has a motive and worse, she does not have an alibi for that time of night on that specific date. She had urged her parents in fact to go out for a romantic dinner and had raised enough babysitting money for a night in the honeymoon suite in the nearest hotel. No one can account for her being on the telephone or on the computer. Alyssa was in a big argument at school with this girl, and friends had often heard her stressing saying that she just wanted this girl gone."
"Doesn't sound good, does it Tess?"
"It sure doesn't honey. Alyssa's been struggling for quite some time. Her boyfriend and other girlfriends won't talk with her or try and avoid her. She is desperately trying to find someone to just talk with. Her parents are even suspicious of her with the huge attempt to get them out of the house."
"Do you think that she did it Tess?"
"I myself am not quite sure. But if the Father wants me to send either Monica or Gloria out to help her through this, then we must."
"What is in danger of happening?" Andrew dug at the sidewalk with his toe.
"The Lord would not go into great detail. He told me that Alyssa's uncertainty right now is a danger. If she does not get someone to make her life right again, she is in deep trouble."
"So who will you send?"
"Both."
"Both? Are you sure about that Tess? What if we need one of them along the next few weeks?"
"That's my final decision. Thank you for helping me with the debate Andrew."
"Anytime Tess."
"Alyssa…Alyssa… ALYSSA!" her history teacher shouted.
"Huh? Oh, Mr. Gates, I'm sorry. I must have zone out again. What was the question?"
"Miss Smarx, there was no question. I said take off that hat! There's no idea what you're hiding under it… uh… I mean it's a school rule," Mr. Gates let his mouth run. The entire classroom snickered. "Now, since you so wanted a question and you had you 'thinking cap' on for so long, what was the capital of Confederacy during the Civil War?"
"Um," Alyssa tapped her pencil on the table. She should have been able to answer this, for it was stated in the previous night's reading, but she had been so distracted from the FBI's investigation of her personal belongings that she had been completely absent minded while she skimmed the pages, "Uh… New Orleans?"
The entire class snickered again.
"Wrong Miss Smarx," Mr. Gates sighed, "It clearly stated in last night's reading. Where were you? Sneaking out again?"
Now the entire class exploded with laugher. Mr. Gates never knew when to be quiet.
"The answer class is Richmond. Richmond, Virginia. They chose Richmond in order to…" but his voice faded out of Alyssa's head as she shrunk in her seat. No one liked her any more, and her grades were slipping dramatically. Her life was going to the dogs, and there was nothing that she could about it.
"Alyssa… Alyssa… Alyssa!" Mr. Gates sighed. "For crying out loud Alyssa, have you even heard a word I said today in this single class period?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Gates."
"They want you down in the conference room right now. They say there's government official needed to talk with you," Mr. Gates announced making everyone bite their tongues and glare at her as she walked through the classroom to the door with all of her stuff grouped in her arms. She tried her hardest to ignore the eyes piercing through her soul like she was an animal on display. She might as well be, after all, everyone thought that she played dirty like a pig in the mud.
"I bet their arresting her right now… I thought I heard sirens coming in before class… They probably just wanted to make it as discrete as possible so no one could guess," the class murmured.
"Hello there Miss Smarx," the secretary gloomed seeing America's Most Wanted Teenager walk through the office doors. "The two people who need you are in the back conference room. Hurry on back there, they've been waiting for quite some time."
Alyssa nodded and retreated to the back room. She stood before the front of the wooden door. Come on Lyss, you're a strong girl. Keep who you've always been and hold your head high. Go. She urged herself. "Hello? I'm here to see someone I think?"
"Ah Alyssa," Monica greeted, "It's so nice to finally meet you. My name's Monica."
"And I'm Gloria sweetheart. Why don't you come and take a seat. We have a few things to discuss," Gloria supported.
"I've already told all of the other officers that you've sent my way. I didn't kill the girl. Yes we had problems but…"
"No, no honey. We're not here to discuss that. In fact, your reaction is the exact reason that we have been assigned to you," Monica cut her off not trying to be rude.
"Assigned?" Alyssa replaced her cap.
"Yes, the government likes to put a what you might say, 'Helper' to all young teens who are going through any extensive investigation. Honey, we know what you must be going through, and we're hear to help answer any questions or talk to you if you ever need it. We've already talked with your parents, and we'll be living together in your guest room until every part is through," Gloria reached a hand out to her young friend. "Why don't you tell us something about yourself?"
"Well, I used to be the coolest person in the world, now everyone thinks that I'm a murderer. I HATE this! I didn't do anything! You're only here to spy on me. Hoping that if you get close enough to me, you'll get enough evidence to lock me away forever."
"Wee one, we are not here to do that. I promise you, everything that you talk to us about is perfectly confidential. We just want to help you," Monica insisted.
"What if I don't want help?" Alyssa fought.
"You don't have a choice Alyssa. We're here for you, so you might as well take advantage of our presence." Gloria nodded.
"Is there anything at all you'd like to ask before you go off to your final class?" Monica tilted her head.
"Can I not go?" Alyssa implored.
"Well," Monica hesitated.
"Please? It's only study hour? I don't want to go out there again today."
"I suppose so. I doubt they'd give you and absence, but we could stay in here for the hour if you'd like."
"I would. Thank you."
"Now, since we're stuck in here for the next hour, why don't you tell us a little bit of real information about yourself," Gloria pushed.
"Well, I was the perfect daughter, friend, and student, but then they found Rachel in that alleyway, and everything went into the trash. My parents refuse to look at me the same anymore. They don't trust me! They just can't trust me now that I'm titled a killer," Rachel drew an 'X' on the table with her finger.
"Alyssa, we're sure that your parents still love you as they always did. They're your parents, and nothing can take that away from them."
Their conversations went back and forth for the next hour, but when the school bell rang, Alyssa darted out of the conference room as if the animal inside was being held captive in a cage and finally released. "See you two later! Got to go! Bye!" She zoomed out of the schoolyard away from the craziness that flooded the hallways. Alyssa carried herself and all of her books through the city and into the deep parts of the city park. No one had been there in years, and everyone knew that. Alyssa had to almost sneak in there so no one would get suspicious of her. She only wanted to be there in order to get some peace to herself. It was a ritual that the young girl had performed everyday for the last three years – even before she was labeled a monster. Someone had done an animal quiz and ran her details through. They had kept calling her a badger. What an awful animal!
But she was alone now. Nothing could bother her or disturb her from her peaceful rest – or so she thought.
"Who are you and why are you in my area?" a boy her age bounded from behind the tree.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize," Alyssa dropped off of the low branch. "I'm Alyssa, who are you?"
"My name is CM."
"Oh, that's interesting. Does it stand for Chris something?"
"What are you stupid?" he glared at her. "It's for Coyote Moon. That's the name that I was assigned to as a child."
"Are you in from some sort of tribe?" Alyssa laughed aloud.
"I'm part of a secret clan called the Stone Hearts. No one knows about us," CM declared.
"Then why did you tell me about you?"
"Because I want you to join us."
"I can't join you! I have a school and a family!"
"Do they treat you like they should?"
"Well, not exactly. I just can't leave though. They would get so suspicious, CM. In fact, I need to go."
"Come back tomorrow, and perhaps we can talk again. I've got to go myself. I don't want father to get upset. See you soon!" CM nodded to Alyssa and vanished before she could say goodbye.
Hope you all like it so far! I'll try and update quickly. God Bless you all!
