Summary: the reason that Pandora is so cold.

1.

"She's just going to die- it doesn't matter that you saved her. She won't survive her first solo hunt." Pandora could feel herself breaking down, but didn't want to alert them to her being awake. It felt like her heart was shattering into hundreds of little pieces that were slowly leaving her empty and emotionless.

2.

"I did it!" Pandora shouted in joy, jumping up and down. The older fighter she was working with gave her a look filled with contempt.

"No, I did it. You just got in the way." The younger girl stood still, and looked at the ground, while sheathing her sword.

"Oh. Sorry." Another fragment of her heart fluttered away in the ocean's breeze.

3.

"Are you alright?" She asked the young girl softly, gently picking her up and placing her on her feet.

"Get away from my daughter!" The mother shouted, shoving the blond warrior away from the girl. While a simple shove would do nothing, Pandora allowed her to be pushed away, and felt another piece of herself float away.

"I'm sorry." She turned to the village head. "I assume that you know what to do?" He nodded. "Good. There were only three- six hundred pounds." She walked away, pulling her cold façade up. I won't let the hurt me. She thought to herself, and sped up slightly. I won't let them get close to me.

4.

"Get away from here!"

"You're the devil incarnate!"

"We don't want you here!" the angry villagers shouted, pressing in at her from all sides.

"Funny! If there was even a hint of a vampire here, you'd be begging me to help! But there isn't, so now you act as if I need to be killed!" The remaining shards of her heart died within her, and she felt herself becoming colder. "Even if I said there was, you would call me a blood-thirsty bastard and try to kill me! So it looks like nobody will be here to help with the next vampire!" She spun on her heel, and left the town behind. "Nobody will be here to help." She told the governor, and sped up.

5.

"Pandora- you have gone up in ranks, and with the death of the current number 1, you have been moved up." I turned to look at the man standing behind me.

"Thank you. Is that all?"

"No. Your next mission is to wipe out the coven residing in Forks, WA." I rolled my eyes.

"Who names a town after a piece of silverware?" she demanded.

"An idiotic bastard."

"Touché."

End Notes

So, there you have it- the transition from kind, sweet Maria to cold, bloodthirsty Pandora. Please R&R- oh, and if somebody has an idea for a sequal to the original story, then PM me, and you can write it if you give me credit.