://Authorly Notes\\: Well, it has certainly been a long while since I last written anything. However, for those of you who are fans of What the Poor Man Can Give, don't get too excited because that one is on HIATUS. Anyway, I've been working on this story for a long while, maybe about two years, but I haven't put it on this site because I simply didn't think it was ready. I have a wholenotebook of ideas for this. I was curious about what the kids of the traditional canon couples would be like. Of course, I have them all planned out in my little notebook and even have pictures of them all on my comp, which died yesterday. But when I get a new battery (Thursday-ish), then I'll upload them and post the links on whichever the latest chapter is, okay? So enjoy the story of Raegan "Rae" Ackerman and Kane Carlisle, and how they change a whole town.

Untitled Until Further Notice

Chapter I: "Rae"

Prologue:

I have always been an honest person.

How I voice my honesty depends on how stupid the person I'm being honest to is. I'm not a mean person, at least I don't think so, but I'm not going to stretch my neck out under the guillotine just to be "nice". Not even Ann and Manna combined could about to the honesty I have, at least that's what my mom said.

But then again, my mom came from the city, not that any of that matters because, frankly, that would mean I was raised under the wing of a city girl, but I live in the country, which means that I have a well balanced growth...thingy. Or whatever. Any way, my dad's from some mountain out in who knows where. He doesn't really talk about his life before coming to Mineral Town. I mean, I know that his mom is dad and he never met his dad and his sister has been MIA since '88, but other than that, I don't know much about his childhood or anything like that.

My mom is an open book though. She's got parents, but Grampa Yo-man has cancer and Big G-ma is completely devoted to him living life to the fullest before he dies, so we don't here from them all that much. Mom used to be a avant-garde model (oooh, fanshy, shmanshy) in the big NY, but moved in to the farm with some dude after some realty people ripped her off and sold her already sold property. The property came with the dude as my mom found. Face palm, right? Yeah, that dude died. Well, he married Ann, thendied. I think his name was Peter. Or Pete. Or maybe that was a nickname--whatever, anyway...He went of to some war.

You see, this war is something everyone in the country has to fight, and when I say that, I mean the oldest kid of every family is marked with dogtagsso that if we get drafted and we don't go to the place where people go to be soldiers, they track us down and punishour families while we go to the worst boot camp ever. Wow, off topic much? But yeah, no one knows what this whole war thing is about, but I heard that our side is winning and it's starting to slow down, so that means me and my compadres or whatever that word is don't have to go off with a gun and kill or be killed.

But this whole thing I'm doing now? It's not a war story, and it's not a story about my 'rents. It's about Kane. And me. And the whole town. This is about us and a limited summer. Theirs friendship, family-ship, and the typical "I heart thou" teenager romance-ship that never worked out in the end and everyone has a life lesson under their belts which ultimately messes up their future relationships. This is Mineral Town like you've never seen it before, through my eyes.

I seriously heart summer. Really. It's my favorite season. I don't have homework and I get to wear shorts and a tank top and fix my farmer's tan from the rest of the year. I can't help it though, I love being outside. So does my 'rents. But then again, Mom's the big farmer and Dad's the mystery mountain boy, so that explains everything. I was in the apple tree, the only one in the town. Or at least that's how it was until Mom made a mini-orchard in the woods. Crap, getting off topic, gotta stay focused. Sorry, I have a mayfly for a brain. Seriously, I have the worst focus every--God I gotta stop that. Okay, on with the story, on with it.

Every morning, when I wake up, I throw on a bra and head outside in my pjs. The bra is because I can't stand the whole "hanging free" thing, and plus I'm normally chillin' out in the apple tree until about 6:00, when Dad finishes the breakfast making. During that time, I just enjoy the crispy cool of the morning. And I really like that we aren't in the valley because it gets hooooooooot there during the summer. I like hot, but poor Ms. Nami looks like she's dying when ever I visit.

But this morning was different. There was a weird energy. It kinda crackled as the hour I was out there went on, and I'm no psychic like that Chris lady in the valley, but I felt a storm coming and the day was cloud-free. I knew that Kai was coming and I knew Rick still hadn't gotten used to the idea of Popuri being married to him, but they don't even fight that much anymore. It was just something in the air.

My dad came out of the house, "Rae!" he called. "Come on, breakfast." he called for me.

"Ohemgee, I smell cheese omelets." I jumped out of the tree, eager to devour my cheesy-eggilicious-goodness, but as luck would have it, our new dog--which I've lovingly named Crazy Loco because, let's face it, he's not as cool as Roku was. And Roku came with the property when Mom first came here--was parked under the tree, belly up. Me with my mad ninja skills, I had to make a snap decision. It was either squelch the dog with my Doc Martin knock-offs or do a split and pop my hips out of place.

I chose to land on one leg and not only sprain my knee, but my ankle as well, as I landed on the side of my foot, which caused me to lose my balance and, oh, did I mention I also cracked me head open?

This is how I start the summer.

My dad just screamed, "Rae!" like any good worrying father would and ran towards me at speeds that could win the town field day against Mom any day. Mom however, popped her head outside with a piece of toast in her mouth and walked, not ran, to the stables to get Zolo, our oldest, but strongest horse. I think he's been around for about twenty-something years now. Roku, the dog I was talking about, died last year at age twenty. That's like, one hundred and forty in dog years. Holy carp. And yes, I meant carp.

Well then, back to my excruciating pain, I think Dad would have went lumberjack on me if I said "ow" or cried, so I just strained out an "I'm okay, Dad..." and continued to not cry.

"Rae, sweetie, are you okay--Oh my--Are you--You fell and I thnk you broke your leg--How do you feel?" Dad stammered and checked my legs and arms and head. I think I was bleeding because he felt the side of my head where I hit it on the tree and his eyes got all wide and scared. "Claire! She's bleeding, Claire!" oh yeah, I was bleeding.

"Well, pick her up so we can get her on Zolo and get her to the clinic!" she huffed as she and Zolo skidded to a halt in front of us.

Dad's face scrunched up from all the stress. "B-But the horse and the running--it could hurt her more! A-And she could fall off and--"

"Cliff!" Mom yelled over him. He stopped.

"Y-Yes, Claire?"

Mom smiled reassuringly. "Get our girl on the horse."

Dad nodded and helped me stand ever so gentily so he could pick me up. "You're going to be alright, Rae."

"Yeah, Dad. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to die." I choked out through the owies. Mom chuckled. She knew I was going to be okay. I was an Ackerman, afterall. Amazing bounce back power with the genes I have.

Even though it was Wednesday, Doctor Timmy "Doom" Rask and his trusted side-kick, Nurse Joy A.K.A Mrs. Elli Rask, were still in, and I guess they saw me coming because it only took one knock before the Cara of the "My Beloved" twins threw open the door in complete concern.

Okay, really quick, I'm going to explain the whole "My Beloved" thing. You see, Elli's bff is Mary, the librarian. Both of them love reading and trade spicy romance novels. Duh. They're chicks. Who read. The thing is, Elli, being a fan of "le amour" named her twin girls, Mia and Cara, which means "my" and "beloved" respectively in Italian. Creepy, but it's still really cute, I mean, come on.

Cara, with her intense slate eyes and onyx black hair, looks 100% like Tim, while Mia has the wavy brown hair and baby-blue eyes from cuteness hell. And they both act like their respective gene donors...respectively, meaning Cara is to Tim as Mia is to Elli. Only both are Tim and Elli's personalities time ten. Basically, Cara's intense and serious and border-line monotone, and Mia is the bubbly whirlwind who likes cute and frilly. Only she dresses in a watered down Punk-lolita. Yeah, you'll just have to meet them.

Back to the story, Cara, all concern and seriousness, opens the door wide for me to limp in. As we were walking in, Elli was coming down the stairs, still in her nighty, but with her frilly little apron on. Doctor himself was already prepping the examination table with that annoyingly crackly paper. He looked pretty professional, save for the star printed sleep pants under his coat. I turned my head in my half-conscioushaze, trying to find Mia, and noticed I had blood running down my neck, some of in already dried. Mia came running down the stairs, her little lab coat on over her over sized tee-shirt and Choco Cat slippers. She looked more worried than anyway, with her horror filled eyes and pale face.

"Oh my God! Rae, are you okay!? Oh my god, omigawd! Dad, we need to fix her!!"

I tried to rolled my eyes, but I do the head back thing when I do it, and ended up pulling the dried blood, which hurt.

Karma sucks.

As soon as I sat my silly self down, Doctor Timmeh pulled on his gloves and inspected my head. "So what happened this time?" he asked. I opened my mouth to defend myself and say that I certainly do not always get hurt and to imply other wise is certainly wrong, but he smirked and gave a pointed glance at me. "Claire?"

Mom laughed. "Fell out of the tree again."

I wanted to go "Did not!" but uh, hello? I was hurtin'! "Doc..." I strained. My voice sounded all weak and gravely. "Got any pain killers maybe?"

He looked surprised. I really normally don't ask, unless I'm in a lot of pain. "Of course!" he held his hand out. "Elli, could you--"

Elli smiled. "I'm on it." she opened a cabinet behind his desk and pulled out a bottle that contained what I hoped was morphine or something. Then Elli pulled out a needle. I have zero beef against needles, especially now, but I turned and looked at Mia. Her eye twitched. Yeah. Mia doesn't like needles. And she wants to be a doctor. Haha.

Cara looked away from the needle and at me. "So, I take it the dog was lying under the tree or something?"

How does this chick know these things? "Yeah..."

She nodded. "I'm going to guess that you were getting ready to kill it with those clomping shoes of yours and you did the right thing and killed yourself to save him?" she crossed her arms, holding her elbows and standing straight and tall, watching me through her silver rimmed glasses she bought herself two summers ago.

"Yeah..." I repeated. I looked at my arm to see when Elli was going to poked me with the needle, but she was already throwing it away and I already had a bandaid on my arm and Mia already looked like she was getting ready to toss her cookies. Yay...

While I was getting patched up, Mom was looking at the clock anxiously. Kai is like her best friend. After Carter and Dad of course. And Gray is right up there with Kai. Yeah, I know, it's weird that I know who's where on Mom's BFF list, but hey, it's good to know your 'rents. Kai normally shows up on the nine o' clock boat, with Popuri and a months worth of luggage in tow. Which is like, two bags in Kai terms, but like, five in Popurilanguage. Mom glanced up at me and I gave her a drug induced grin, making her gigglea little bit.

"Whut time be-eth it, mi madre?" I slurred. Doc raised an eyebrow at Elli, who shrugged.

"I let Mia fill the syringe." she explained. "I thought it would help her get acquainted with it. I guess I should have checked to see if she filled it right."

I looked at Mia, who stood next to Cara, who was giving her the "smooth move, ex-lax" look. "Aw, shucks, Doctor Timmy Doomy Man..." I giggled. "She wasn't hurtin' nothin."

Mom laughed her hearty belly laugh and Tim dropped his jaw, looking like a gaping fish. "Doctor Timmy...What?"

Doc let us leave shortly after I was all patched up and issued my super cool crutches that I was not allowed to draw on but I was going to draw on anyway which is why I was given the ones that I've been given since I twisted my ankle when I was five and drew on but I didn't know I wasn't suppose to ones. Yeah, something like that. Anyway, Elli keeps them behind her desk. They literally have my name on them. When I dislocated my hip, I wrote "RAE" in huge block letters on the side of both of the legs. I pretty much just add stickers and drawing and stuff to them.

Goddamn, I need to work ont he staying on topic thing.

Mom looked at her watch. "Ohmigawd, Kai is coming in five seconds." She whipped her head at me. "I didn't even change out of my night clothes!" she squealed.

"Whoa..." I quirked up an eyebrow. "Mom your freakin out more than Eminem in 'Kim', just chill." I brushed my bangs forward. "Kai isn't gonna care what you wear. He's, like, one of your best posse members, poncho." I stabbed myself in the eye with a lock of hair. "Ow..."

"It's not about Kai, sweetheart." Mom chuckled.

"It isn't?"

"No." She pointed her chin in the general direction of the rest of the town. "It's them."

"Mom, I thought you ran out in the snow in a bikini once because Roku had your journal."

She put her hands on my shoulder. "That was different."

"How?"

"Because I said so. Now then." She looked at the sky and ran her fingers through her hair. "Letsee...How much longer do you think the drugs will keep you from hurting, you think?"

I shrugged, "Doctor Doom only knows. And God. And the Goddess. " I shifted my weight on my good leg and held my chin thoughtfully. "I dunno, I like saying God better, it's just easier to say, you know? Like all the kids at school look at us Mineral Towners all funny because we'll be 'Oh my Goddess' and--"

"Rae, sweety, focus." She did pointed to her eyes. "I want you to go meet Kai at the beach, okay?"

"Yeah, beach. Gotcha." I gave her a thumbs up and shook my hair out. My hair is a bright popping orange. Why? I don't know. Mom's a blond, Dad's got brown hair with that crazy blondish tip thing going on (can you believe that's natural?) but I'm a red-head like Ann and Gray. I mean wtf, yo? Anyway, I'm a pretty active little kid and, unlike my mom, my hair frizzes out and I end up looking like one of those 70s dream girls, so I cut it all off into the boy cut of the lively. I like it. My parents were cool with it. It was just Manna (my faux Gram, but still so awesome) who flipped a lid about cutting off all my "beautiful, beautiful hair!!" Ha. Right.

"Okay, I'm taking Zolo, do you want me to drop you off at the beach?" Mom asked me. She patted Zolo, who looked at her with the eyes of an elder.

I looked down the path. "Well, Timmy the Doctor Guy said to lay off the leg." I said.

Mom nodded. "Duh." she face palmed and hoisted me up on the horse. I didn't get the chance to fix my O face before she was riding off. I love riding Zolo, don't get me wrong. Just the sheer muscle of the house rippling under his skin, I'll be honest, it's pretty sexy in a non-bestiality kind of way, you know? Before long Mom was pulling me off the horse. She gently set me down and kissed my head. "I'm sorry to be leaving you like this." She said. "I really shouldn't be freaking out so much, I know, but still..."

"I get it, I get it. Just go put some clothes on before all the men in the town start trying to have an affair." I waved her off. As I crutched onto the concrete platform I suddenly remembered that there were stairs.

I'm not good with stairs.

"Rae!!" I heard someone call from the beach. "Is that my favorite red-head?"

I turned around. "Is that my favorite sexual predator with my favorite pink-headed wife of the sexual predator? Why yes it is!" Okay, for the readers out there, I know your mouths are hanging open like "WTF?!?" but don't worry, in fourth grade I asked Kai if he was a predator because McGruff the crime dog came to our school telling us that any adult we didn't trust could be a predator, and to be honest, Kai had forgotten to bring me this Japanese soda he promised, so I didn't think I could trust him...Poor Kai. His face was hilarious though, I mean he did one of those faces that you only see in cartoons where the eyes are wide open like a fish and the mouth is extended passed the chin and to the floor.

Kai laughed. "You are never going to live that down, are you?"

"And you're never going to give up on me living it down for you, or whatever!" I have a way with words.

Popuri took Kai's hand and hopped to the dock. "Oooh! Rae! I have missed you sooooo much!!" she squealed in her squealy pink-hair way. "How have you been?!"

"C'mere and give me a hug!" he dropped his bags and opened his arms wide, expecting me to do what I always do and jump down from the concrete stairs and run to him giving him the best-damn hug ever, which I would have done, except when I forgot about the crutches, I ended up jumping with my bad leg, which collapsed, causing me to flip forward over the concrete rail and hit the sand. Did I mention that I blacked out?

And while I was in the process of blacking out, I heard a laughter that caused an inexplicable fury deep inside of my chest, and the crackling energy from this morning was immediately back.

://Authorly Notes\\:Yeah, I know. Not a lot of action in this one. Really this was a characterization piece for our littleHeroine, Rae!! :D Oh, and in the middle of writing this, the song "Sexy Vampire" came on, by Fright Ranger, and I about lost my sanity because I had a visual of the MFOMTcharacters dancing and doing a little dance skit to this in a bar! OMG it was so funny! There was Karen as the singer and Tim as the vampire and it was great! I'll give whoever make a fanfic outta this an HM oneshot (MFOMT, AWOL, DScute only) of their choosing, no lie! XD

Ahem, anyway, next is Chapter II: Kane!