Title: Criminal

SUMMARY: A Killer, her name is Tiffany Stone, She's the daughter of Wes Stone, but he's gone and his heir is a girl? Will she get rid of the four boys as her father was planning or will she fall in love with one of them? Enjoy~~

(PRINCESS DORK: I started a new story. No really? I know right what's with this mind set of mine? That question is for me and the government to know. AHEM)

Warning: Attempt at Violence and a Blood bath fight...

Disclaimer: Thank you Scott Fellows and Columbia Records for giving Big Time Rush to me. What more could a girl want! I DON'T OWN BIG TIME RUSH I WISH, BUT I DON'T...Only the oc and family and also THE PLOT!

Prologue:

"Dad!" I yelled as mom told me to. "Mom wants you!" I was standing at the top of the basement stairs calling my dad. By the way I'm Tiffany Say Stone. People never dared to call me Shay they no better. My dad is Wes Stone. Yeah he's famous. He's wanted for numerous murder cases. Downstairs he's working on a new one. He has to kill some boy band called Big Time Rush as long as it's not The Wanted I'm good. "Daaaaaad," I called once again. "Mooooooom wants you." He finally came up the stairs. I also forgot to mention my mom and everything else. Erm...I'm pretty tall about 5'7. My hair is...erm...Light Brown with blue highlights. It looks shitty, but oh well and at the moment I am wearing a shirt that says Try To Be Me and pink shorts with the word Pink on the butt. I look like my mom who looks like the light skinned version of Halle Berry. My mom is mixed with Black and Italian, and My dad is Italian hence the accent and I guess the name. I forgot to mention something else about my dad. He's the King of the Mafia since Grandpa retired from it. My dad never wanted to retire. He never got caught either, so we didn't need to move around all the time. "What?" My dad finally came from the darkness of his cave. He can stay in there forever.

"Mom wants you." I repeated for the...numerous time.

"Where is she?"

"Kitchen." He winced when I said Kitchen so I said it again. "KITCHEN! KITCHEN! KITCHEN! KITCHEN!" I yelled it. He pushed me away and told me: "You are lucky you're my daughter." He then walked to the kitchen. I didn't get what the big deal was about the kitchen. Me being me i eased dropped on the conversation from a safe distance..I was standing by the door of the kitchen. "What's up woman?" Dad said casually.

"Don't touch that." I'm guessing dad was trying to take whatever food mom was cooking. "You know what's up." She's upset.

"Not really." Dad's an idiot.

"Really Now? The police are coming again." She told him.

"Fuck." Dad cursed...Bad bad. "Well...um...I'ma Leave. When are they coming?"

"In like five minutes."

"Fuck." He then hit something and it shattered. I'm guessing a plate or a glass.

"Why you-" The knock on the door caught all three of us off guard.

"Tiffany get that." Mom called from the kitchen.

I moved away from the door a little so they don't know I was listening. "Alright." I walked to the door and opened it.

"Hi," Blue and White police uniforms stood in front of me smiling. "Is your parents home?" Sounds to me like someone wants to give me a lollipop.

"Parents?" I asked.

"Yes your mother or father." His smile was slowly fading.

"My mother is here." I told them.

"Can I speak with her?" He asked his smile appearing again. I hate cops.

"She's not in here, but she's here." I told him and watched as his smile faded into a thin line a very thin line.

"Where is she then?" I could sense he was getting very annoyed with me.

"I can only see and hear her." I said looking at the bushes. His gaze followed mine and he too looked at the bushes.

"What's in the bush?" He asked.

"George."

"Whose George?"

"My dead cat." The cop stood up straight.

Just then my mom walked in. "Who's at the door Tiffany?" My mom asked using her 'acting voice'. If you wanna call it that.

"The cops." The police looked at my mom and his mouth dropped. We saw it before he could pick it back up.

"Ma'am." he tipped his hat off. "Are you her mother?" He asked still gawking at her beauty. Mom nodded.

"Come in." She told him. I backed away from the door in order for him to come in. He was on the heavy side of the weight. He reminded me of The Big Show.

"Have a seat." Mom demanded and eyed him carefully not giving away any unnecessary information. He did as he was told. Mom went into the kitchen and came back out seconds later with a bottle of water. "Take." He did.

"Do you know anyone by the name Wes Stone?" He asked after he gulped the water down. She shook her head. He looked at me and I followed suit.

"Okay that's all I wanted to know." he said standing up and reaching for his hat, but mom snatched it quickly.

"Why? What's going on?'" She handed him his hat and he smiled warmly at her.

"Well he is a notorious murderer." The cop started. "He also has a link with a certain Italian mafia group Larenzo's(1)." Mom didn't say anything. Larenzo was dead. Dad killed him long ago. I looked at mom who didn't have any expression at all. She's good. "Even though Larenzo is dead. His son decided to get revenge, but failed when another Italian Mafia shot him in the head." The cop was now walking towards the door.

"And the other Mafia is...?" Mom prompt him for information.

"We don't know yet. Larenzo's son is okay though." He was about to walk out when a cough gave way. "What was that?" He asked.

"Me." I lied. I wasn't a bad liar. Only my parents could see between my lies.

"Ma'am if it's alright can I check your house?" Mom nodded.

The police checked everywhere, but the kitchen and couldn't find a thing, so far. He then went into the Kitchen and checked everything, still nothing. Where did dad go? I looked at mom who was looking at me as well.

"Looks like there's nothin. Only a clean house." he said patting my head. I grimaced at the touch. "Nice job." He finally left.

But dad still didn't show up at all. Where did he go?

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P.P.S I wrote this story while listening to Criminal by the one and only Britney Spears. She's freaking amazing and I know I have other stories to upload, but this one I had to put up. I had it on my computer for too long.