AN: I may have teased this for a couple of years, but I am finally going to do it, starting right now. The plot has changed, and it will be better than the original version that I written years earlier. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the new and revised version of Lords of Malibu.

Chapter One: A New Home and A New Life

Whoever said that you can leave your troubles behind you was either lying, or never had seen the type of horror that I have seen, and have inflicted. Let me tell you something about my life, some things because the rest will come in time. I am from a small county called Jennings, which is located in St. Louis, Missouri. Saint Louis was the most dangerous city in the United States for a while, but Detroit took that unwanted crown.

Why the sudden fact of past times? Well, my life was fraught with violence. My mom was taken from me when I was only three years old, protecting me from a drive by shooting. That single event shaped, or in this case, still shaping my life as we speak.

I am not alone. My stepsister, Melody Song, is sitting beside me. She isn't really my stepsister, but she is close enough to me that my family took her in and treated her as a member of my family, because that is the way that my family is, has been, and always will be. Those are values that I will keep with me for the rest of my life.

Getting back on track, me and my stepsister beside me on this plane is heading towards my newest home in Malibu. We are staying with my brother Charles in the house that he bought out there and I am going to be working in a video game store which is part of the chain of stores, which he now owns. He told me over the phone about his friend Robby Ray and his two children, Jackson, the oldest and only son, and his youngest and only daughter, Miley.

For some reason, Miley stood out to me out of all three of them for two reasons. One, Charles and Melody might not know this, but Miley is really Hannah Montana in disguise. I remember one time that I saw her in St. Louis, and then I remembered the picture that Charles showed me of Robby Ray, Jackson, and Miley, and she and Hannah look exactly alike. Which means that they are twins, or Miley and Hannah are the same person.

I have the strangest feeling that I am going to have one of the greatest adventures in my life once I arrive in Malibu, and I am rarely wrong about things like this. We will just have to wait and see what is going to happen, aren't we, ladies and gentlemen?

Back in his new two-story home in Malibu, Charles sat in the living room with Robby Ray, placing the last of the furniture in his room. Michael and Melody were flying into Malibu in a matter of minutes, but they were most likely here already. His little brother was going to love living out here, and they already had his room fixed up in the way that Michael was going to love. Straightening out the TV in the living room and turning it on and off to make sure that it was working perfectly, Charles sat on the couch and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, that is everything. How does it look?" Charles asked Robby Ray. The father of two looked around for a moment, and nodded his head in a sign that he approved of the way that the house looked.

"It looks nice. Michael is going to love it out here." Robby Ray said. "Michael is going to love the house."

"I hope so. After everything that he has been through, a change of venue is exactly what he needs." Charles said, breathing deeply. "Are Miley and Jackson ready to meet them both?"

"Yeah, all you have to do is bring them home, and they will come over and meet them when they get here." Robby Ray said with a smile. He glanced down at his watch, and back at his friend.

"Speaking of which, maybe it is time to go and get them? They have been waiting there for a little while now." Robby Ray said, tapping his watch a few times.

"Damn it. You are right. I have to go and get them." Charles said, running towards the door. He then turned back to his friend and shouted, "Let's go!"

"Alright, coming." Robby Ray said, trudging along after his friend.

Michael was sitting in a chair with his laptop on his lap, while Melody was asleep, snoring with her head right on his shoulder. Michael let out an irritated sigh, and tried to move her, but she latched onto his arm, and let out a really loud snore. Michael was about to slap her to get her to wake up, but his cell phone vibrated loudly. Michael let out a sigh of relief as he pulled out his cell phone.

Finally, you jackass. Michael thought as he answered the phone.

"Why isn't it Mr. 'Can't pick up his brother at the airport when he is supposed to'. To what is the nature of you calling?" Michael said in a calm but angry tone of voice.

"Dude, chill. I am here. Bring Melody and your bags to the front, okay?" Charles said in a sympathetic tone of voice.

"Alright, jerk, we are coming." Michael said.

"Thanks, prick." Charles said, hanging up the phone. Michael heaved a sigh, and looked over at his sleeping sibling.

Great, how am I going to get her up? Michael sighed to himself.

"Michael, I know that you are kind of apprehensive about moving to a new city and making some new friends, but this is what you need, and with the troubles that are back in St. Louis, this is just the something you need to get your life back on track." Charles said to his little brother. Michael remained silent as he stared out of his window. Charles was right, this was a chance to get his life back on track, and his life back together.

But, as with the way things have been going, and with Michael's bad luck streak going strong, the 17 year old knew that something bad was going to happen, and it was going to happen soon.

AN: With that done, the next chapter is going to be where Michael meets Miley and Jackson, along with Robby Ray and others. R&R!