This is my first 1/2 Prince fanfic and I hope that all you 1/2 prince fans like it...

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My eighteenth birthday came and passed with my only getting money as a present. I'd only gotten money for my birthday since I turned six and I'd saved it all up in the bank because I had nothing to spend it on. My pay checks also came in the mail on my birthday which added to the money pool this year, so over all I had quite a bit- my bank account read well over ten thousand at this point.

Mom's always telling me to go and buy something for myself but to be honest I don't know what to buy because everything is boring. I thought for the longest time on buying some video games and maybe a night helmet so I could play even in my sleep but I had no one to get on and play with- I was too much of an oddity here to have any friends.

I was the only one in this whole back washed city somewhere in the mountains of southern Virginia- besides my Mother and Grandparents- who had Asian blood in them. I was half Chinese and half French. People look at me and think I'm odd because I look Chinese except for this long thick mass of red-blonde hair that falls past my waist. Not to mention one of my eyes is a very dark green- it looks black in certain light- and the other is this red-brown that's more red than anything else.

"Hua Feng, come down here right now," Mom called. She sounded irritated so I knew better than to stall.

I raced down the stairs from my attic bedroom down to the living room which was the most possible place she'd be. When I reached the living room there was a huge surprise for me: sitting in Grandpa's big leather chair next to the fireplace was a red-blonde Frenchman.

"Feng, come over here," Mom said. She was standing next to the Frenchman, "There is someone I'd like you to meet."

I cautiously inched forward towards them, unsure of what to do. I noticed that his eyes were the same red-brown as my one eye and I was pretty sure who this man was.

"Come and meet your Father," Mom said confirming my suspicions and I froze, still five feet away from them.

This was the man who'd slept with my Mom for a night then left her to go back to his home country and his French wife and three kids. This was the rich zillionaire Frenchman who my Mom was secretary to and had been used by for nearly three months. He didn't even care that he had another child- otherwise known as ME!

My so called 'Father' stood up wand walked over to me holding out his hand all formal like. "It's nice to meet you, Feng. My name is Richard Maximillion, head of the Maximillion corporations."

I stepped back away from him. What did I care if I came off rude? This man hadn't been around for eighteen years of my life and then some! And now he just wanted to step right into it as if he had always been there? No way in Hell!

"Feng?" Mom asked startled. "I thought you'd always wanted to meet your Father?"

"That was when I was a little girl who didn't know any better," I said. "I'm not about to let some stranger just walk in and say that he's my Father and automatically believe him especially since he hasn't been there for my whole life."

"Smart kid, Hui-ying," Richard grunted appreciatively. "Not at all naïve. She has a good head on her shoulders."

I snorted. 'Good head on her shoulders' my ass! Who the Hell do you think you are?

"I'd like to give you this as a piece offering of sorts if you will," Richard said walking over to the chair he'd been sitting in and picking up a giant package that I'd just noticed was sitting next to it. "I know you kids like this sort of thing and your Mom said that you didn't have this yet, so I decided to get one for you. It's the least I can do to start making up for all those birthdays and holidays that I have missed over the last eighteen years."

I nodded in thanks even if I wasn't thankful. I didn't need a Dad and I didn't want one. Though I was curious about what the gift was.

After Richard left I walked to my room and hid the gift in my closet, determined not to open it no matter how curious I was; after all curiosity killed the cat. Sadly, satisfaction brought the cat in question back and that lead me straight to my closet an hour later.

"Damn stupid old man," I muttered pulling the package out of my closet. "Had to make me so damn curious didn't you? Why do I have to be like the freaking cat?"

Yup, satisfaction brought me back. The gift was the Sleep Game Helmet and an account for the MMORPG game Second Life. Damn, evil bastard! Had to get me something that I was curious to try out, didn't you?

Well since I had it there was no point in not at least trying it out for myself. I might even meet the spokesperson Prince if I get good enough and even I had to admit that he was hot! So that night as I went to bed I loaded the game into the game console as I set my alarm clock for eight the next morning so I could get up and help Mom cook breakfast as usual.

When I entered the game it was pitch black and for a moment I thought I'd broken it. Turns out they had me waiting till a GM could help me create my toon- so many people had been joining the game since Prince and his friends had defeated the Dictator of Life or whoever he was.

"Welcome to Second Life," a male voice said behind me. This GM was a very hot Russian guy with beautiful blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. "My name is Jeremy and I shall help you in the creation of your avatar but before we begin, allow me to scan your body so that the next time you log in you can log in you can pick up immediately from where you left off."

The retarded scan took ten whole minutes to my surprise. What were they scanning? My DNA structure and organ formation? You'd have thought it would have been much quicker than that but it wasn't.

"Now we can start with the creation of your avatar," Jeremy said smiling at me. Well at least he wasn't a cold, stoic bastard. "Let's start with race: do you have any preferences? I can show you what you'd look like as each race you want to demo, but keep in mind that once your avatar is fully made you cannot change it at all."

"Hmm," I thought. I wanted to be pretty, that I knew; I know that I can be a bit vain at times. "Can I see myself as a royal elf, a blood elf, a night elf, a human, and a fairy, please?"

Each version of me popped up and they all greeted me and I said hi back- though the blood elf kept sneering at me which ticked me off to no end. The night elf was a tiny bit too, well, like the night- yeah I know it's a cliché. The human I didn't want because I saw that version of me in the mirror every day and I really didn't like the wings on the Fairy version of me.

I was complaining too much and I knew it but hey, if I have to look at something in the mirror for the whole night I want it to be pretty and up to MY standards- which I admit, are tremendously high- and not someone else's. The royal elf however, was what I was looking for, most likely…

Her hair was really long- it fell past her knee's- and wavy. It was a nice golden-red color that was a lot like my hair color but not exactly like it- this was more gold than mine. Her eyes were still my eyes but instead of medium brown skin like mine, hers was a lovely golden cream color that made her look illuminating. She was also taller than me by nearly six inches and her chest was a tad bit bigger than mine was- though I think that was Jeremy's doing.

"I chose the royal elf," I said as I continued to circle and examine the shy elf who was blushing like there was no tomorrow.

"Nice choice," Jeremy nodded his approval. Was it me or was that drool I see? "Now you can either beautify or uglify yourself by 10%."

I just looked at him and said, "I am a girl, what do you think I want?"

"Want me to see if I can get the beautification raised to thirty?" He grinned raising his eyebrows suggestively.

I nodded. Good boy, you understand how the normal female mind works. Though that could just be his hormones at work…

He managed to get the beautification raised to 20% but the company would go no higher, much to both of our displeasures. After we were finished with our creation however, we were both very pleased with the results- even though he dropped hints of dating throughout most of it.

"Shoot, even for a girl you have major talents when it comes to making something perfect," Jeremy complimented me as we stood there gazing at my avatar. Now here curves flowed into each other more gracefully than before and now she had this sophisticated and graceful beauty in her looks that would make anyone bend to her will- even most other girls save the rare case that could outshine her.

"I know," I said smugly. "Now not even newbie cloths can make her look hideous."

"Want to be my-" Jeremy started.

"Sorry, but I like working on my own and I'm not interested in a relationship right now," I said, expertly cutting him off. "I'll let you know if that changes though."

Jeremy nodded and asked me which continent I wanted to be born on.

"It doesn't really matter," I said. "Though, I think I'd prefer to be more central so that it's easier to get around."

"Then I'll put you in the central continent," Jeremy smiled. "I'll ask my friend to look after you. Hopefully she won't corrupt you too much."

And with that my avatar came flying at me at the same time I flew at it. Next thing I knew I was waking up in a haystack in the middle of a field just outside the newbie village- or what I hoped was the newbie village.

I sat up and looked around and saw that the village was indeed the newbie village but there were very few people, all of them were elves of one race or another. I stood up and got out of the haystack and brushed as much of the hay off of me as I could- though I suspected that my hair was a mess! Hair and hay do NOT mix at all. I started to walk towards the village hoping to ask someone to tell me what I was supposed to do when it hit me: I was supposed to go out and kill something. But what was I supposed to kill and with what?

Ah well, I'd ask someone in the village. The first person I saw I asked- unfortunately that first person was a male character. He got down on his knees and begged me to marry his- what type of guy would actually beg a woman to marry him? The second was a female who happened to prefer women and the scene from the last time happened again. Both times I ran away as fast as I could until I lost them.

The apothecary was where I chose to hide the second time. Lucky for me the person at the desk was not only female but she was an NPC to boot! Thank God!

"Excuse me, Ma'am," I asked politely.

"Yes, how may I help you?" the NPC asked me.

"Well, um, I'd asked a couple other players for help but they ended up chasing me vying for my hand in marriage," I started and the NPC looked at me in amusement. "And well I was wondering if you could tell me how to access my stats and tell me how I'm supposed to start and such."

"Haven't looked at the website at all have you?" the NPC smiled at me in a motherly way.

"Nope," I said honestly. "I didn't even know I was going to play until my so called 'Father' popped up out of nowhere and gave me the game as an apology for not being there through the first eighteen years of my life."

"Awww, what a nice Father," the NPC cooed. Didn't she hear the part where he hadn't been there for eighteen years? "Well first things first. To see your stats just say system. You have some beginning pieces of armor and a weapon in your pouch on your belt, as well. To start off you go east towards the river and there you'll find man-eating slimes to go and kill. Though be warned they're not as cute and harmless as they seem. Good Luck and have fun playing."

"Thank you, Ma'am," I smiled at her for the help and left the shop after buying two starter health potions with the couple coppers that I had started off with. I walked in the direction she told me to and within five minutes I saw little tiny, cute yet gross balls of slime hopping around by a great river.

Approaching one cautiously as I remembered what the NPC said, I picked up a four foot long tree branch that just happened to by lying near my foot and I pocked on of the slimes. The thing leapt past the stick and tried to bite me with an over=sized mouth that was totally disproportionate considering his body.

"Fucker," I cursed as I failed to bat it away with the sick and it chomped down hard on my wrist and starting drooling while chomping; it was painful to say the least. I grabbed it with my free hand and chucked it as far as I could and it splatted into a tree…

Man-Eating Slimes attack successful: Elva -15hp

Elvas attack successful: Man-Eating Slime -22hp; Elva has learned the new skills: Experienced Throw Level 1, Strong Arm Level 1, Rage Level 1

Man Eating Slime dead: Elva +20xp

What the bloody hell? Hmmm….

I went on a rampage, chucking any slime within a thousand yard radius at trees and gaining xp and experimenting on how else I could kill them. By the time I was done I was level twelve and I hadn't even realized it; not to mention that I'd learned quite a few new skills and scared the snot out of every slime within two thousand meters- and a couple of other players to boot…

As I made my way back to the newbie village I noticed a small hut at the edge of the forest- close enough to be considered part of the village without really being part of it. I walked over to it and knocked on the door. An old man in his fifties opened the door and smiled at me.

"How can I help you, Youngling?" He said in a nice sounding voice- like the voice of the one grandparent who you love most and you actually listen to their stories because you are just that mesmerized by their voice.

"Why do you live so far from the village?" I asked on impulse for no apparent reason.

"Because we Researchers like to be farther apart so that we can observe and learn better," The old man smiled.

"What's a Researcher?"

"We study the other classes and learn from them; we are kind of like all the classes put together into one, only we aren't as strong as they are in their special skill even though we're close," the old man said beckoning me into his house and a woman who I thought to be his wife set some tea on the table as we sat down and he started talking to me. "We watch, we listen, we learn… The game creators put us outside of the city for two reasons: 1) we like it here and 2) not many people know of this class and if they did we'd be overrun with people who wanted to be one. However, now we only take those who are able to find this place."

"Congratulations, Youngling," the Old woman said smiling down at me. "You are the first Elf, let alone Royal Elf, to have found us and you are blessed with a lot of luck."

"I only just started playing about an hour and a half ago," I said. "I only just made level twelve."

"You are indeed luck if that is so," the old man chuckled. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Unlike the other classes we require for you to be level fifteen to start, so as such it was a stroke of luck that you've already passed level ten and will be able to become one of us quicker if you wish. If not we could help you become another class right now."

"I want to try the Researcher class," I said because it sounded neat and I'd be unique- I loved being unique 99.9% of the time. I was very intrigued.

"Then go north into the woods and start leveling by killing the wolves there," the old woman said. "You'll level quicker by killing them than those disgusting slimes- they get boring after level ten don't they dearie."

"Oh yeah," I laughed. "Thanks Auntie, Uncle. I'll be back after two and a half levels."

I jogged north until the first wolf came into sight and then I snuck behind it and kicked it into the air just high enough for me to get a belly cut to I'd kill it instantly- I wanted to level as quickly and efficiently as possible and thank the gods of Second Life that my clothes were dark red, loose cotton pants and a loose grey cotton shirt over the breast band. Within no time I'd killed an uncountable number of wolves and gained not just the two and a half levels I needed to hit fifteen, but I was now nearly level eighteen.

I wondered south, knowing that eventually I'd come to the edge of the forest and from there I could easily find the little hut again. I was waiting to distribute my talent points until I knew what ones I needed and I had lots of them saved up. I had my mind set on rocking this class no matter what it took…

"Well aren't you the over achiever," Uncle laughed as I came back in and told both him and Auntie my level. "You'll do well in this class."

"Now let's get you started on the quest chain to become a Researcher, shall we?" Auntie said smiling proudly at me. I decided I loved these NPC's much better than my family- even if Mom was the best mom in the universe, these two rocked. "First you are to go to the Assassins trainer and talk to him about being an assassin and then he'll talk for a while and give you another quest to do and then you'll learn some assassin skills during it."

"Once you're done with him you'll come back here and we'll give you the next part of the chain and so on and so forth," Uncle smiled at me. I got to have assassin skills! This was getting better and better: I loved assassins with all their stealth…

"Now off with you," Auntie said shooing me out the door. "You don't have forever you know."

"Thanks, I'll be back soon," I called as I jogged down a path next to the hut that I had found that lead directly to the village.

It took me a grand total of 4 and a half hours to finish the chain quest and become a Researcher. I'd gone to every single class trainer and learned the basic skills to each and done the quests that each trainer had given me. I'd found it highly amusing and simple. By the end of those four and a half hours I was level 25 and I had an unspeakable number of unused talent points in my arsenal.

I was heading through the forest to get back to the hut when I came across a giant white wolf. He was simply so beautiful that I wanted to kill him and take his fur- a benefit of being a Researcher, I'd learned, was that I could easily master the professions without even paying for it if I just watched what the other players where doing.

As I went to sneak up behind him, he caught my sent and turned so fast I was surprised that he didn't get whiplash. If I hadn't been in dreamland thinking of the loot that I could get from him, maybe I wouldn't have gotten hit. Sadly, I was in Dreamland and I did get hit. The attack was so powerful that it took nearly half my health.

Wolf King attack successful: Elva -350hp

The fucker! He was getting ready to charge at me again but I dodged with the quick reflexes that I'd learned from the assassin trainer and watching other players all night- thank God I didn't have to get up today since it was summer break.

I tried to get him with a kick so that I could belly cut him but he was so heavy that he didn't budge an inch; I didn't even cut him and the poison that I coated my blade with- courtesy of both the assassin and thief trainers- just remained uselessly on his fur. Damn it, how do I always get myself into these messes?

He turned around to charge me again so I did the only thing I could do at the moment until I figured out how to kill him: I ran like a bat out of hell and all hell was after me! I climbed the first tree I reached and I sat there just out of his reach as he started jumping up and down trying to take a big chomp out of me.

Now what should I do in this situation? Well, me being me, I decided to taunt it- wasn't my brightest idea but I needed to relieve a little bit of stress before I could think of anything. "Nah, nah, you can't get me! Muahahahahaha!" I knew I sounded like an evil maniac at the moment but I didn't care. I was having fun pissing of the bastard who'd locked me in the God forsaken tree!

Elva had learned the new abilities: Speed Climb Level 1; Maniac Laughter Level 1

Elva has learned the ability: Maniac Laughter Level 2

Hmmm, wonder what the Maniac Laughter ability did… "System!"

Maniac Laughter Level 2: An evil laugh that can scare players and monsters under level 30 within a forty yard range

Sweet, I loved that ability! I'd be using that more often- much to their people's horror. Hmmm, it said works on monsters as well? I looked around for the Wolf King only to see it hiding behind a tree glaring at me with tears in its eyes… What the Fuck? This game was really weird… I love it!

I climbed out of the tree and walked over to where the Wolf King was hiding and shouted 'Boo!' To say he passed out was an understatement to the nth degree…

Elva has successfully killed the Wolf King: Elva has received +325xp

Elva has learned the new ability: Scare Attack Level 1

Weirder and more awesome by the minute… I can't believe I actually gave the Wolf King a heart attack just by saying 'Boo!' I was rolling on the ground laughing my but off when a group of three elves climbed out of a tree at the other side of the small clearing that I'd 'fought' the Wolf King in.

"You think she's okay?"

"For a beauty like her she sure is insane."

"She's going to be my new idol! Not even prince has a laugh that evil!"

When I finally got my laugher under lock and key I stood up and whipped the laughing tears out of my eyes and looked at the three elves and smiled at them.

"Hello," I said happily. I recognized my GM Jeremy among the group and smiled at him. "Long time no see Jeremy."

"When we made your avatar I had no notions that you'd turn out to be so evil," Jeremy shuddered. "Geeze Elva, you're scarier than even the Dictator of Life was."

"Awesome," I started laughing again. "I love this game."

"Yup this chick it totally insane," the other male elf of the group said. He was hot and sexy- even by elf standards!

"Hi, I'm Elva," I said walking over to him. "And your name is…?"

"None of your business."

"Nice to meet you, none of your business," I laughed holding out my hand. He growled at me making me laugh harder.

"Hi, my name's Sierra," the female Elf of the group said walking over to me and taking my hand and shaking it. "I love you, you are awesome, and can I be your sidekick?"

The sexy Elf spluttered and choked while Jeremy laughed. I just stood there in stunned silence.

"My sidekick?" I breathed.

"Yeah, since you're obviously meant to be the superhero," Sierra looked at me with innocent eyes.

"Oh God," the Sexy Elf muttered slapping his hand over his face.

"Calm down, Elrohir," Jeremy laughed. "Your sister need's a little bit of corruption in her life and Elva'd be great for her."

"Jeremiah," the sexy elf, Elrohir, snarled. "If you let that, that monster corrupt my baby sister, I swear on my parents' grave that I'll kill you all the way back to level one. And this time I won't be helping you level at all."

"Hey," I said annoyed. I wasn't a monster! "I'm deeply offended."

"Do I care?"

"Guess not," I shrugged and let it go. Who was I to complain about what people thought about me anyway- even if it was a sexy elf? "Now time to start skinning this thing; I really want to make a nice big white wolf skin bag."

The three elves just stared at me as I took out my skinning knife, sharpened it then started skinning up the wolf then started making a fire to cook the meat- hey it was something I didn't have to pay for and I was getting hungry after all that laughing.

"Want some," I offered after the meat was done cooking. "It's actually pretty good once; I even put some of my spices on it."

Sierra and Jeremy looked at each other and shrugged as if to say 'how bad can it be?' and walked over to try some. Elrohir however rolled his eyes and proceeded to glare at me. He'd eventually cave in; this meat was delicious-even better than my Moms cooking. It took a whole ten minutes before he took a piece and ate it- he even said that it didn't taste too, too bad the liar; he loved it judging by the look in his eyes.

"So Elva, what class did you choose," Jeremy asked as we ate.

"I was about to turn in the last quest for my class," I told them. "I'm becoming a Researcher."

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