Well here's another fanfic guys. I hope you all like it. Criticism is welcome. R&R!

(P.S. Some things are in Italian, so I have the English translation in parentheses after it. I apologize if it's confusing for some people.

The Beginning

I walked swiftly down the stone covered hallway, freaking out. Turn by turn, I thinking inside my head, 'Please don't let Sister Mystic kill me', since it was my nineteenth-no-twentieth time being belated for morning meetings. It's not my fault that she has them at three o'clock in the morning, plus we have to go to sleep at twelve, due to the collision with our planet and Earth.

Earth; I wonder what's it like there. I mean-here on Heart, where are language is Italian that is exactly same language on Earth, we hate each other. We have wars every three years! And I was born to become a warrior on my eighteenth birthday and fight for my land. My destiny to me sounds amazing, since my great grandmother was the greatest warrior of all time, but then it's intimidating and uncontrolling because being related to a powerful warrior, it's pressuring.

I finally reached the ending of the hallway, catching my breath, bracing myself for what Sister Mystic was about to nag at me. I placed my hand on the cold, rock door and closed my eyes. I recited the spell to unlock the door.

"Aprire la porta, mi permetta prego, usare la mia mano come la chiave."

(Open the door, let me please,

Use my hand as the key.)

I fluttered my eyes open. My hand illuminated a blood red faze, released faint rays around the door, revealing the symbol for 'key'. The door unlocked and opened instantly. There, standing in front of the candlelit room, stood Brother Victor.

"Morning, brother," I greeted, walking into the room, "Why are you awake at this hour?"

"I am Sister Mystic's replacement for the day," he sneered, turning to me. His navy blue eyes piercing mine with poison. I lifted my hood, revealing my face and my golden eyes, overpowering his.

He backed away, "Anyway, why are you up this hour?"

"I'm here for the meeting," He cocked his eyebrow, "The morning meeting?"

He laughed. I asked him what's so funny, "There's no meeting for the whole week! Didn't I send you an email regarding it?"

I pulled down vigorously on my cloak, "No, you didn't." I resisted the urge to wring his neck.

"Ooh, I wonder why?" he said sarcastically, handing me a scroll, "New assignment. Somethin' about Earth."

I grabbed the scroll, suspiciously unraveling the almost tattered paper. I skimmed the message; it was in Italian. I read it aloud.

"Bonny Phantom Gentile,

"Ciao, Bonny. Sì, lo so il tuo nome, ma non si conosce la mia. Tutto quello che posso dirti è che io sono dal pianeta Terra e ho bisogno del vostro aiuto."

(Dear Bonny Phantom,

Hello, Bonny. Yes I know your name, but you don't know mine. All I can tell you is that I'm from planet Earth and I need your help.) I paused and looked up to see Victor standing over me, reading the message as well.

I continued, "Come già sapete, la Terra e Cuore in collisione tra di loro di recente, e la guerra è pronta a partire in pochi anni. Ma il vostro compito non ha assolutamente nulla a che fare con esso."

(As you already know, Earth and Heart collided into each other recently, and war is soon to begin in a few years. But your assignment has absolutely nothing to do with it.)

"C'è questa famiglia di maghi-sì, maghi-che vivono Sulla Terra. Il loro figlio più giovane, Max Russo, deve superare le prove urgenti, così da poter praticare per la concorrenza guidata con il fratello maggiore, Justin. La loro sorella, Alex, caduto fuori dalla competizione, in modo da non avere a che fare con lei (ma è ancora necessario per diventare amici con lei, la sua amica, Harper, e il suo fidanzato, Mason). Questo è tutto quello che c'è da sapere su i ragazzi Russo da me, devi capire fuori da soli. Il vostro obiettivo: Aiuto Max superare le prove. La vostra missione deve essere completata prima di girare e Max diciotto. Completa la missione e la guerra non può accadere, e la nostra pianeti uniranno le forze e diventare nel suo complesso. "

(There's this family of wizards-yes, wizards-who live on Earth. Their youngest son, Max Russo, must pass exigent tests so he can practice for the wizard competition with his older brother, Justin. Their sister, Alex, dropped out of the competition, so you don't have to deal with her (but you still need to become friends with her, her friend, Harper, and her boyfriend, Mason). That's all you need to know about the Russo kids from me, you'll have to figure them out yourself. Your objective: Help Max pass the tests. Your mission must be completed before you and Max turn eighteen. Complete the mission and the war may not possibly happen, and our planets will join forces and become a whole.)

I gulped. How was I supposed to help a wizard pass and complete all of his tests? Vic startled me with his outburst, "Whoa."

I nodded, mesmerized, "I know, dude; I know." I rolled the scroll back in place and put it in my cloak pocket. I paced around the classroom, my breath getting caught once in a while. Max, Max Russo. His name sounds pretty smart-like. I hope he is pretty smart-like.

Two boys, both eleven, ran up and hugged me, "Bonny!" They squeaked. I hugged them back. They were Freddy and Teddy, the only twins in our underground turret. The two were pale, had jet black hair, and big eyes: Freddy brown, Teddy blue. Their cloaks matched their eyes.

"Hey you guys," I whispered.

Teddy spoke first, "Are we gonna play today?"

"Yeah, are we?" Freddy asked.

I got on my knees and ruffled their hair, "Sorry, boys. I have a new assignment that I have to complete."

"Aww," the two drooped in unison. Then they perked up, "When will you be back?"

I paused, "I'm not sure. Might be a long time 'til I return."

Freddy grabbed my hand, "Promise you'll write to us? Every week?"

"Promise." I smiled. Two kissed me on both of my cheeks and left, leaving me, once again, with Vic.

"Those guys really love you," Vic smirked.

I shoved him, "Because they're like my brothers!"

"I know. So when are you going to Earth?"

"Probably later this evening. I better go pack now." I began to leave the room. Vic grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. I grunted, "What?"

"Be careful, okay?" he handed me a cell phone, "Use this to call here. Now go."

I thanked him and ran to my room, and rolled my eyes. In there was a complete mess! Clothes and junk everywhere, spell books in the wrong places, five week old sandwich under my bed (still don't know how that got there). I reached for my wand in black boot, pulled it out, and recited a cleaning spell.

"Questa stanza è in qualche modo disordinato dire,
Rendono questa stanza pulitissimi!"

(This room is somehow messily mean, Make this room squeaky clean!) Instantly, the familiar blood red faze flickered from the tip of the wand and multiplied to parts in my room. Soon, all the junk that was in my room lifted up into midair and to the center of the room. The junk revolved, making a diminutive tornado. I grabbed my old gray backpack from my closet. All of the items in the tornado flew out to the appropriate place, concluding the spell.

I grabbed pretty much all of my clothes, spell books, magazines, hair stuff, my stuffed tiger, Stripes, wand cleaner, and video game in my backpack. Looking at myself in the mirror, I grasped that I seemed totally uncommon to an Earthling, so I tried on some clothes that actually looked normal. I put on a purple tank top under a black and neon green striped hoodie, gray ripped skinny jeans, and purple high-tops. I put my already curled dark chocolate brown hair into a messy bun, leaving a long lock out, not feeling like doing my hair. I put on a neon green headband, silver hoops, bracelet and necklace, and finally clear watermelon flavored chapstick.

Feeling triumph, I swung my backpack on and walked out the door, closing it in the process. I skipped my way past people, secret doors, and traps. I finally reached the gate to the outside of the realm. Walking for miles to get to Earth, I'll most likely reach Earth by ten fifteen at night. I began my mission.

It's been six hours since I left Heart's Magic Underground Palace. I was tired thirsty, hungry, and my feet could literally tear off at any minute.

Then I saw it; the bridge to Earth. I heard it was seven hundred miles long, so I could die by the time morning came. I had to do something.

I took out the scroll the anonymous guy sent me and read it again. I stopped instantly where I saw a faint word in acid writing. I knew that if I put a flame under the acid writing, it will burn. With a snap of my fingers, a flame ignited from my index finger, flickering. I moved my finger under the acid writing and read it as the red writing turned to black burned color. The writing was eventually legible to read. It said: Waverly Sub Station. I decided that that was the location the Russos lived. I took my chances, pulled out my wand from my boot, and with a wave of my wand, the faze of light surrounded me and transported me to the front door of a restaurant, where I saw two people-a boy and a woman-cleaning for the night.

The woman looked Hispanic, brown hair full with volume and eyes that pop when they need to. She was wearing a long sleeved v-neck shirt, khakis, and a black apron. She was wiping tables and booths. The boy, who also looked Hispanic, brown hair naturally curled at the ends, swept the floor. He wore a dirty hybrid t-shirt and basketball shorts.

I panicked. I really wanted to go in, but what if they weren't the people I'm looking for? The boy was sticking bendy straws up his nose, acting out someone. I squinted my eyes to the west and found a cracked window. I went to the window and heard the conversation.

"Hey, Mom," the boy said, acting out something, "Check it out."

The mom turned to him, making a disgusted face, "Max! That's disgusting!"

She's right about that, I thought.

Max stopped acting and saddened, "But I thought it was…"

"No, it's not cool! Now, take those straws out of your nose."

"But I don't want to."

"MAXIMILLION RUSSO, TAKE THOSE STRAWS OUT OF YOUR NOSE THIS INSTANT!" The mom slammed her hand on the table, causing me and Max jump.

"That's him." I whispered to myself as I ran into the restaurant, tripped, and stumbled, glad that a table was right there.

The mom gasped, "Are you alright?" she came to me and helped me up to my feet.

I smiled ghostly, "I've been better, thank you," I laughed to myself, then, I felt a striking pain in my head, and I began to lose balance. I held my head, "And now I'm dizzy."

"Oh, poor thing! Max, go get the frozen bag of fruit from the freezer." The mom ordered.

Max stood still for a moment, staring at me. Then he stammered, "Yeah, sure." And walked to the freezer.

The mom stood next to me as I sat in a chair, holding my head. She told me her name, Theresa, and asked me why I was out so late. I told her about my mission, but not to tell Max, Justin, or Alex. She understood, getting a glass of water for me. Max finally came back with the frozen fruit, and gave it to me, as I held it on my head.

"So," Theresa started, "Do you have anyplace to stay?" She winked at me, signaling me to start my 'story'.

I sniffled, "I'm afraid not, ma'am. I sort of ran away from home…"

"Why?" Max asked, interested in my 'story', as planned.

"My parents didn't want me anymore, so they told me we were going camping. Once we got to the woods, dad asked me to get out the car to see if I could find the big dipper. I got out; they locked the door and drove off, leaving me and my bag"-I lifted my backpack up to show them-"in the dust."

Theresa cried. Max still stared at me, trying to look me in the eyes. I avoided his.

Theresa choked, "That's…..so sad! You can stay with us as long as you like."

"I can?"

"Of course you can! Right, Maxi?" We turned to Max, who looked at both at us angrily and stormed up the spiral staircase. Theresa turned back to me and said, "Well, you can still stay. There's a guest bedroom upstairs; I'll walk you there."

I sighed in relief, "Thank you, Mrs. Russo." I grabbed my bag and followed her upstairs. We went through their living room, glaring at the bright orange couch with jealousy.

Because I totally loved that color.

We walked passed the bathroom, master bedroom, Justin's room, and Alex's room. We reached my room, the color of metallic blue and silver. There was one large window, a king sized bed, a full sized closet, and a dresser with a large mirror.

I dropped my backpack on the bed and sighed, "It's awesome."

Theresa smiled, "I'm glad you like it. Now, since you pretty much live here, Jerry, my husband, will make you have a job at the sub station, so don't be surprised there; he's cheap. Harper lives here too. She sleeps in the basement. Whenever you see a redhead wearing outrageous clothes, think of her." She paused, "So I hope you have a nice stay here; everything's a bit….different….here."

"I can handle it," I yawned, "Well, I better hit the sack so I can wake up in the morning."

"Right. Goodnight, Bonny." Theresa left.

"G'night!" I began to unpack my clothes and put them in the closet and dresser. Once I saw the mirror, I looked at myself and my messy hair, and took off my clothes. I then put on my pjs: t-shirt, shorts, and slippers.

While I sat in front of the mirror, taking the jewelry off me. It was so quiet, so peaceful-so peaceful that I began to sing Naturally by Selena Gomez. I was on the second verse when…

"Hey."

I jumped, did a back flip from the stool and screamed, "Chi è? Who's there?" I glanced at my backpack, grabbed it, and threw it in the closet, hiding my spell books from anyone who was there.

Someone walked into my room. It was Max. I sighed silently in relief and sat down on the bed as he joined me, trying to look into my eyes again. At first I tried to avoid him, but then I let him look. He then stood up and turned to leave.

I pulled him back, "Um, what was that?"

He gave me a questioning look, "What?"

"You were looking into my eyes."

"So?"

"Why were you?"

"I think they're different; because they're gold."

"Oh," I sulked, "Why were you so angry when Theresa told me that I could stay?"

He looked away, "Um…"

"Hey," I moved to where he was facing, "Do you wanna talk about it?"

I held out my hand. Max stared at my hand for a moment, then me, and then my hand, then back at me. I smiled, and he smiled back. I pulled him back down on my bed and we started to introduce ourselves.

Max started first, "Well, my name is Max Russo, I live in New York in a sub station, I'm fourteen, my favorite colors are red, blue, and yellow, and I was once a superhero named Maximan."

I laughed, "Maximan?" Max smiled, "Okay, my name is Bonny Phantom, I now live in New York in a sub station, I'm fourteen, my favorite colors are purple, green, gray, and black, and can drive a motorcycle and a moped."

"Seriously?" I nodded, "That's sick! I bought my own exercise bubble," he sighed, "That was awesome."

We talked for hours. By the time it was three in the morning, Max left my room, blissful that we talked. Max also put a movie on for us, which was good. He's a really nice guy, polite, cute…..

I was still thinking about Max when he whispered, "Tired yet?"

"No," I said quickly, then I yawned; he smirked, knowing that I was lying, "Yes."

"Then we should sleep," Max stood there, soundless. It made me feel uncomfortable. I was waiting for him to do something!

Then he stepped closer to me; his nose touching my forehead. I was freaking out inside. 'He's about to kiss me!', I thought. He stared deep into my golden eyes with his striking brown ones, leaning closer and closer. Our lips brushed, but we didn't kiss. He tried again. Our lips barely touched…until…..

"Goodnight, Bonny," Max whispered alluringly, making me melt. "You okay?"

I held my posture, "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." I crawled into bed under the covers.

He put his hand on the door knob, "Sweet dreams."

"Same to you." I smiled warmly.

"I already know my dreams will be sweet."

I questioned him, "How?"

"Because I'll be dreaming about you," He grinned toothily, "See you in morning." With that he closed the door.

I shifted my body to face the window, which bared the morning sky slowly changing from indigo to blue-violet by the half hour. So far, Max Russo was a nice, sweet, adorable, cute, interesting guy who might win the wizard competition. But, there were goals I needed to complete: Meet Justin, Alex, Harper, Mason, and Jerry, work at the sub station, go to normal school, and make sure Max passes his tests. I also had a problem. Ever since Max looked tried to look into my eyes and did, I've been starting to like him more by the minute!

What the heck did he do to me?

To

Be

Continued

I hope you liked it! :)

DPP