Hey guys! This is my first fanfic in this fandom and on this name. I used to write on another name, but then I lost the password. The title has a high chance of changing, btw. Well, I was looking through all the Mason stories (cause as my name implies, I am a huge Mason fan) and I noticed there wasn't a single story that focused completely around Mason's past or his past relationship with Juliet. I am personally a huge Malex fan, but we know they (juliet and mason) went out, but nothing else. In my mind, that whole area is fan fiction GOLD.

So I', becoming a fourty-niner! Oh and I don't own WOWP. If I did, there'd be a lot more Mason. :D Enjoy!

(oh and all the writing between the ***, is just my way of separating the parts. If I don't put words in the separation then my computer messes with the formatting)

The small bell above the shop door tinkled.

"Father! I'm home!" called the young man that stepped through the open portal. His tussled brown hair was disheveled due to the biting cold wind outside, and his warm brown eyes twinkled. "I retrieved the items you wanted," he shouted again. The 16 year old boy stepped further into the store and peeked behind the low counter were the jewelry was sold.

"Father?" he questioned the empty air.

"Here, my boy!" A stout man walked down from the stairs tucked away in the corner of the shop. He was wearing worn, but fashionable clothing and had an air about him that was upbeat but still serious. "You have the items?"

"Yes father," The boy replied. "Master Duglesin was loathe to part with it, but he agreed to the deal as long as he gets to have a hand in choosing the recipient."

The man smiled and clapped the boy on the back. "Excellent Mason, you've done a fine job son!"

*I*T*H*I*N*K*M*A*S*O*N*I*S*R*E*A*L*L*Y*C*U*T*E*

"Be a dear and fetch that man a drink, will you?" The teenage girl rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Yes mother." The girl walked to the tap and filled a mug of beer. Her brown eyes watched carefully as it filled to the top and then as her slim fingers plugged the barrel. She forced a smile on her face as she walked over to the man her mother had been talking about. Gently dropping the mug on the table next to the man she asked

"Is there anything else I can get you?" The man grabbed the mug.

"Is this your parent's establishment?" he questioned. The girl nodded, blond curls bouncing.

"Should a young lady like you be about to move out?"

"Why would you say that?"

"I have a daughter your age and she can't wait to get out of the house," he muttered as he lifted the mug to his lips.

"Oh really? How old is that?"

"16." The girl smirked.

"Enjoy your drink, sir." He nodded at her, now lost in thought. She walked over to where he father was working on a meal for some other dirt poor farmer. She looked back at the man and sighed.

"I've been 16 for a long time," she whispered.

"What was that, Juliet?" he father inquired.

"Nothing."

*J*U*L*I*E*T*N*E*E*D*S*T*O*C*O*M*E*B*A*C*K*

Hungry yellow eyes watched the family go about their business. The girl stopped to talk to a man as if they were both normal people. How despicable. The way the acted as if they were the same as everyone else sickened him. They weren't normal. Only he knew what they really were.

Murderers. Destroyers. Vampires.

Ehhh, I've written better. Oh and keep in mind I had like a third of this story written out, but then I lost my floppy disk and when I found it agina the file had been damaged. It made me so mad! So this version is more of a "Oh my gosh, have to recreate it! Now!" And sorry about the shortness, other chapters WILL be longer. That's a promise!

Pleaser review! You can even flame me if you really want to. Just tell me whach'a think.