Second part, with all the doom and destruction. Ok most of it, I'll probably end up revisiting anyone left alive.

Almost finished school so then I have more free time, Yay!

I must resist the temptation to spend all of my summer writing this.

Morning was just as gloomy as the day she had arrived in Forks. Max caught a lift to the diner where her cars was, she would be picking up McGee and Ziva from the airport. The creep who drove her was silent the entire journey, Max wasn't sure if that was out of fear or lack of a topic. She did feel something trying to futz with her emotions but she was having none of that.

It was calming to be on her own again as she drove out to Seattle, she desperately wanted to take of the cast and the weather was very depressing. Forks was also a bit over crowded for her, the family who could not seem to leave her be was especially annoying.

Seeing even part of the NCIS team made her feel better. Even as they argued over who got the passenger seat Max could only smile. Ziva won, obviously, somehow by just holding up a paperclip and giving him a look, that was a bit confusing for Max. At least they hadn't tried to drive citing the cats.

Max couldn't help but feel like the agents were hiding something, the banter in the car seemed to avoid talking about something. Max couldn't quite put her finger on it though so she didn't let it get to her.

At the crime scene she watched them get to work, taking pictures and sketches. Max herself walked the perimeter keeping an eye out. Her clone had noticed something near by earlier but it hadn't got close enough to warrant a look.

A few hours later they had gathered their evidence, the agents had a room in Seattle. Forks didn't get many visitors and so there wasn't really any place to stay. Max had lucked out with the Cullen's hospitality, despite the fact she was trying to drive them insane. It still provided her with a place close to the scene.

However, Max did go to take another look at the crime scene once McGee and Ziva were back in Seattle. This time something felt wrong, something was already there. Her clone hadn't detected anything out of the ordinary but converged on the scene as Murdock.

"Step away from the scene," Max called out, aware that she was alerting them to her presence. She pounced on the male who sped out. Not one of the Cullen's but shares the super human abilities. It didn't take long to pin them but she did make a mistake.

She had assumed there was only one.

Max was flung into a tree by a second male who was then grabbed by Murdock and slammed to the ground. A woman exited the building making the odds uneven.

"Look what we have here," the female said disdainfully.

"I take it you three killed that guy," Max said unconsciously slipping into her stance. The cast restricted it so she smashed it against a tree, shaking off the bits and returning to her stance. Her arm had healed to a degree she didn't need it.

"So what if we did, it's not like two humans could take us on." Max smirked, shaking her head.

"I'm not human and there aren't two of us. Bitch." Max sneered, creating a few more clones. She put as much chakra into their structure, they would defiantly last more than a few good hits. As a unit they attacked, each moving in perfect harmony. Shame about the rock hard skin, Max only then resorted to magic, it was less area destructive. It was also a bit slow. Chakra enhanced punches it was.

"Your pitiful spells have no effect against vampires," the female declared.

"You guys are vampires. Seriously? Ok then this on for size. Lumos!" Max focused on creating a UV ball of light. She was a tad disappointed whey they didn't disintegrate.

Then she noticed something that made her freeze.

"Are you guys sparkling? Wow, that's a bit… gay I suppose, I mean sparkling," Max chuckled, she extinguished the light. "I guess I have to find some other way of killing you guys." Max socked the nearest one in the face with a chakra coated fist. There was a distinct crack as the males jaw snapped, only skin was holding it on to his face. "You guys can get injured. Does that scare you?" Max's clones then dog piled them, beating each of them into a tiny pulp of mashed up bone, fat and muscle, the skin may have been unbreakable but not the rest of them.

At some point during the beating an audience formed. Not of the human kind. Of the Cullen kind. Max of course didn't register that until she had finished, her clones keeping an eye on them anyway and the song was blaring though her mind like usual. She hadn't been able to pull out the stocks in so long so she was enjoying her punch bags.

"You here for some too?" Max asked the Cullen's without bothering to turn around. She dispelled her clones not caring that they saw. Who would believe them?

"You were that girl at the baseball game."

"You guys 'vamps' too?" Max asked.

"It depends, are you planning to kill us?"

"If you give me a reason too. You know, if you try to manipulate me, or hit me with a car - oh wait, that's already happened."

"It was an accident," the female who hit her with the car insisted.

"For now I'll make a deal; you don't mention this, and I'll keep your little secret and not kill you." The way she said this was careful, she wanted to give the impression no one should ever know of her abilities, letting them think they had the advantage, then the wouldn't do anything rash.

She may not have been able to read minds but she could tell they were thinking as predicted. That was easy.

Well except now she had just pulverised the possible murderers of the marine.

There were ways to cover that up. It would be messy and probably cause a high number of casualties but Max couldn't bring herself to care. She had all night to set it up. A pyrotechnical display to remember.

Things only got better. The cop Max had first seen had met up with her in the morning, his daughter had arrived and he wanted the two to meet.

"I'm Bella," the girl introduced. Max had noticed that lack of change in facial expression the whole ten minutes they had met.

"I don't care." Max would be leaving as soon as she was able, she didn't want to meet people. Again there was a lack of emotion from the girl, it was beginning to annoy Max. Actually it reminded her of some of the Cullen's. That was not a good thing.

In contrast to the weather in Forks, Konoha was warm and humid. A group of friends had taken to sleeping on the roof under the stars. The shinobi of the group had sent up charka warnings so no one would accidentally jump onto them. Every single person in that group had been stargazing before, all with the same person. That person who was millions of miles away.

"Do you think she'll ever come back?" Naruto asked, not really directing the question at anyone specifically.

"She'll come back when she's ready and able too. Knowing her she's in the thick of some plot that could destroy life as we know it," Laura joked.

"She'd probably also screwing around despite the risks." Louise added.

"That's my girl," Anko cooed fondly.

"That's a good point actually. Got a boyfriend yet Anko?" Laura asked, a ridiculously large grin on her face.

A few days later Max was still stuck in Forks, land of perpetual rain and cloud. McGee and Ziva didn't need her now they had a rental car and knew the way. It meant she had no excuse to get out of the invite to go surfing with Bella and some others. She had to admit, it gave another opportunity to mess with people using her assortment of water jutsu.

La Push seemed as dreary as Forks. But there was a beach. No booze though, Max really missed that planet, she wondered what had happened after she'd left.

She was rudely broken from her thoughts by someone waving a hand in front of her face.

"Come on, I'll introduce you around," Bella said.

"I've been here longer than you, I think I know anyone I want to," Max muttered. Out of habit she did look to see if there was anyone she knew. This only led to noticing she was being watched. "Oh this can't end well," she murmured. Last time that many people had been staring she had decimated a clan.

A shiver ran down her spine as she watched. Unlike the hostile feeling she'd gotten around the 'vampires' she was getting one of kinship. It was freaking her out, a lot.

"Hey, Bella, you came!" One of the guys called out heading towards them, followed by some others. Max paused in thought and pulled a face. She had to thank Louise for the sick mind she possessed, one that had made her interpret the greeting in a different way than was intended.

"Hey Jacob, this is Rho, she'd visiting Forks for a while." Max was ready to strangle Bella, it was not normal to lack facial expressions. It wasn't even hiding them. Hell, it was worse than Sai.

With a bit of interesting talk Max ended up facing some older guys in a Barn. Had this been anything less than serious there would only be Max and a load of bodies. Max was bristling in their presence, she was itching for a fight now.

A voice in her mind gave her the explanation.

Werewolves.

Strangely enough they felt nothing like Lupin from Max's Hogwarts days. These guys were organised and stuff, like an actual pack. It also would explain her instinct of needing to mark her territory and exhibit alpha behaviour. She was NOT going to pee on something, even if it took all of her self control. Next time she visited her mind she was going to kick her tenant in the behind for giving her that particular instinct.

The evening drew on after Max's meeting with the werewolf elders. She was avoiding them as much as possible. Everyone was sat around a huge bonfire when an explosion rocked the ground. Flames visible in the east as a column of smoke rose from the distance where Forks had previously been.

It took a lot more self control not to sigh in appreciation of the way it had turned out. To her it was a truly beautiful sight, one of her best displays yet.

"Dad!" Bella whispered, her eyes widening was the only change to her facial expression. Max almost felt bad about that. Then wished Bella had still been in Forks, no one would miss them really.

She could always arrange an 'accident' later for her. For now she would act as surprised and worried as the rest of them.

The people surrounding the-crater-that-was-Forks weren't the only people worried. It was nearly midnight in Washington D.C. when Forks was wiped from the map. Director Sheppard had been working very late when she got the news. Her first move was to call Ziva and McGee and hope they had gone to Seattle for the night.

She was rewarded by Ziva answering, slightly confused as to why. As Jenny explained Ziva only had one thing to say.

"What about Rho?" A cold feeling settled in Jenny's stomach at that thought. She knew the Rho had been staying actually in Forks instead of in Seattle like the other agents. She dialled Rho's cell, dread growing as no one answered. How was she going to explain this to the rest of the team, and what about Gaara.

Max looked at her cell phone and swore. She had forgotten to charge it up since she was in California over a week ago and so it was useless, it wouldn't even turn on. She took off towards her car, she needed to get to Seattle so she could let people know she was ok. Avoiding where Forks had been, that would take around five hours so she needed to get a move on now. At least she had all her stuff on her. She'd taken to a nomadic lifestyle of carrying everything with her at all times.

Two am in D.C. saw a group of people gathered in the bull pen at NCIS HQ. After no reply from Rho, Director Sheppard had decided the others needed to know. Or at least Gaara needed to know, but Gaara had been bowling with Abby and some nuns, so Abby had found out and told the rest of the team. Tony was taking this difficultly, after the discovery of Abby's he'd felt responsible for Rho.

Funnily enough Gaara was the only person who wasn't worried. He had known Max long enough to figure out she'd either caused the explosion or had been somewhere else due to luck.

Max finally pulled up at the hotel Ziva and McGee were staying in at 1:02 am having ignored most speed limits. The night receptionist was reluctant to let her up but her ID solved that issue pretty quickly.

She really hadn't been expected the greeting when then opened the door, neither of the agents seemed like the hugging kind but she found herself being hugged anyway.

"Why didn't you call? Everyone's been worried about you," McGee asked, letting her seat her on one of the beds.

"My cell died, I forgot to charge it," Max explained sheepishly holding up the phone for proof.

"Rule number 3: never be unreachable."

"There are rules now?" Max looked terrified, a small smirk on her face letting them know she wasn't serious.

"Gibbs has them, he teaches up them as the come up," Ziva clarified.

"Rho's rule number one, rules are here to be broken. Shouldn't we call people to let them know? They're probably panicking by now." Max suggested. It was quite comical to watch them both scramble for a phone.

At 5:17 am D.C. time Gibb's cell rang. Everyone watched with baited breath as he answered and put it on speaker.

"Ziva?"

"Rho is ok, she's just turned up at the hotel." Sighs of relief filled the bull pen.

"Can we speak to her?" Jenny asked, she wanted to confirm it for sure. They heard a small scuffle.

"Hey guys." Max's voice filtered out though the speaker of the phone. "My phone died so I couldn't talk to you earlier. Sorry 'bout that."

"You three are expected on the next flight back to D.C. we'll debrief fully then."

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I suppose I could have tortured the characters a bit more. I still can in a lot of cases.

Next chapter has the next major plot point or two