A/N: Wow. Thank You for all the great reviews (so far.) A lot of my favourite FanFic authors made great responses!

I don't know if I'll lead this in for my songfic. I might, but I really want everyone to be his or her ages from the book, if not, a year older (M songfic has PuckxBrina at 17).

However, people who are telling me I need to die for Disgracing the Sisters Grimm, Lay off! There are way worse than that.

Note: This will probably take a long time for me to finish. Haven't quite got the Plot line figured out.

Disclaimer: As you know, I own nothing.

Lexabella. She had known that name for as long as she remembered…

Exactly 23 seconds.

Lexabella, Bella. Sweetheart wake up

What was that distant voice?

Lexa, honey. Wake up!

I bolted upright in bed, forcing the man on it to roll onto the floor. The man was middle-aged, with dark graying hair. He was average height and wore dark sunglasses (A/N: When I figure out who The Master is (I'm actually voting for Mirror at this point. Though it would kill me if I were right.), I might change it).

"Who's Lexabella?" I asked groggily.

"The man looked at me with concerned eyes. "Amnesia. You must've hit your head really hard." He said, frowning.

"Who's Lexabella?" I asked again. I didn't remember anything. Except that this man was an Everafter, a fairy tale character. a member of the Scarlet Hand. Wait, how did I know that when I couldn't even think of what the hell my name was right now?

"Sweetheart, your Lexabella. My beautiful baby girl." He answered.

"Your beautiful baby girl?"

He stared at me funny again. "Baby, you can't recognize your own father?"

"Father? Where am I?"

He just kept looking at me as if I were seriously injured. "Maybe Max will help. Kallie, send Max in."

A tall, handsome young man walked in. He was about 15, with short, spiky light brown hair, gray-blue eyes, Perfect teeth, and huge muscles.

"Finally awake, Sleeping Beauty?" He asked. I blushed furiously. He was so cute!

But who was he?

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" I asked, avoiding his gaze. When I looked up, he stared at me confused. I started crying.

"Whoa, hey! Bella, what's wrong?" He asked, running to the bed and holding me.

"Why does everyone keep calling me that? Who am I? Who are all these people? And where am I?" I asked between sobs.

"Shh. It's alright Bell. You are the great, wonderful, smart and beautiful Lexabella Sara. I am Maximilian Clay, your current favorite werewolf / boyfriend. This here is your Father, and you are at the Ferryport Landing Scarlet Hand headquarters." He answered calmly, and without breaking a smile off his face. "However, seeing as you don't remember me, the Boyfriend status is about to quickly change, so before I can't stop you, I'll update the last two weeks. You get your heart broken by my best friend, Nathaniel Armendez, I ask you out for coffee to make you feel better and we end up dating. So, backtracking, how does dinner tonight sound?"

Man, he talked fast. And got to the point even faster. Luckily, I have good hearing and excellent brain speed. I stopped crying. "Yes. I'd like that." I said, nodding.

"Great." He answered. God, I'd have to punch him, just to get that incredible smile off his face.

"Thank you so much Max. You don't know what a help you've been." The man, I mean, my father, said.

"Well, kiddo. You probably have a lot of questions, so, why don't you get dressed, well go into the first aid room to quickly get you checked out, then how about some breakfast?" He asked smiling.

It was then I noticed I was in a thin, light blue spaghetti strap nightgown, how hungry I was, and how much I didn't like needles. "Sure." I answered. Smiling, dad left, leaving me to get changed.

I walked into what I had assumed to be the closet, but could've been a whole other bedroom. Thousands of gowns, funky dresses, shirts, sweaters, cardigans, jeans, skirts, leggings, and shoes were hung up and folded into drawers everywhere. I quickly snatched a pair of jeans, a white top, and a dark black vest to throw on. Throwing on a pair of black flats, I quickly brushed my hair and teeth. I trudged downstairs to the infirmary. There, I noticed a girl about my age with long curly black hair in a white lab coat. She looked up and smiled.

"My, my. So Miss. Sara finally graces us with her presence?" She laughed when I blushed. "Don't worry about the whole "Unconscious" thing, I treat a dozen or so monthly. I'm Alexarion, by the way, but most around here call me April." She said smiling. It seemed everyone I passed around here smiled.

"Why do they call you that?" I asked.

"Because my Grandmothers name was Alexandrite. AKA Alex." She replied. "Now, I'm going to have to ask you a few questions, Alright? Good. What's your name?" April continued.

"Lexabella Sara."

"And your age?"

"Twelve."

"Town your in?"

"Ferryport Landing."

"Who and what is the Scarlet Hand?"

"Umm… Sorry. I can't remember."

"That's fine. When's your birthday?"

"I-I… I don't know." I whispered quietly.

She frowned. "Alright. We're definitely dealing with quite a bit of memory loss here. Hopefully it'll go away, but the damage may be permanent." She said sadly.

"Okay. If that's all, I'm really hungry."

"By all means Bella. Oh, and the Master, oh, sorry. Your Father has asked that you were these sunglasses until he tells you to take them off."

They were pitch black like his, I took them gingerly out of April's hand and put them on.

By Friday, all the gaps had been filled in. Daddy had finally deemed it "Show Night" as he liked to call it. The night he unveiled his daughter to the world. When I asked him why the rest of Ferryport Landing didn't already know me from before, he answered that my mother had taken me away from him, to prevent me from figuring out the truth. That I was the Phoenix Elemental and my favorite fairy tales existed.

"Show time Baby Girl." I jumped. He had come in so quietly. I nodded. Staring at the outfit I had chosen tonight in the mirror. Thin white top, jean short-shorts over neon blue leggings, and black stilettos.

`Before I knew it, It was time for the unveiling.

"Ladies and Gentleman. As you know, I have been looking for the perfect heir for sometime now, to replace me, should I be killed. Everafters and Grimms," He said the last name disdainfully. "I'd like to introduce you to my daughter, Lexabella Sara!"

The crowd went nuts as I walked down the aisle. When I reached the end, I took off my sunglasses. Everyone gasped.

"Sabrina?" I heard a voice shout from the audience.

HAHAHAHA!!! CLIFFHANGER! R&R I usually hate anything I write, but I didn't think this was absolutely terrible.