As I stand here with my arms folded across my chest waiting for my luggage, I think about the entire situation. It was bad. Mona's pure hatred for the girls somehow attracted A to Rosewood and it was taking out it's rage on this girls. As you can tell, this isn't my first run in with A. Actually if I am telling y'all the truth...it's my third one. Like the saying goes...third times a charm. Hopefully I can finally end the madness that is A. I am snapped out my thoughts as I hear an all too familiar voice.

"You're here!" Paige says with happiness and relief in her voice. I couldn't help but smile. Paige McCullers. It's been a year since I seen her. She has gotten a bit taller and actually has a warm smile on her face. Last time she was always wearing a sneer on her face. Maybe this Emily chick is doing her some good. She walks over and gives me a huge hug, nearly lifting me off the ground and I laugh. "Your luggage still not here yet?"

I shake my head. "Not yet. Sorry about you having to come all the way to Lagurdia to pick me up."

Paige waves it off. "It's cool. I mean, Philly International would have been easier but this is New York after all. Not everyday I get to come to New York you know. I scoff a bit and she notices it. "What? Not a fan of New York?"

I roll my eyes. "Long story I am willing to share some other day." Out the corner of my eye I notice luggage has arrived. "Finally. Thought my stuff would never get here." Paige gives me a hand with my luggage. "Aww always the gentlewoman I see. Emily is rather lucky."

Paige blushes. "Shut up"

I couldn't help but laugh. "Actually speaking of Emily, does she know I am here?"

She nods. "Sure does. I wasn't going to lie to her about you. After all, we are just friends. Plus you are just here a couple of weeks. She doesn't have a problem with that."

I nod. Paige doesn't know the true reason why I am here. To her, I am just staying with them since my folks doesn't trust me enough to be home alone. She doesn't know that I am here to hunt down A and end the torment. I let Paige take lead as we had to her car in a comfortable silence. Finally she breaks it.

"Samantha?"

Oh no. Normally when people use my full name, it means things are about to get serious. "Yeah Paige?"

I look at her and she has a huge smile on her face. "Glad to have you here." She sticks out her tongue at me.

I laugh and push her. "You damn dork. I thought you had something serious to say. No one calls me by my full name."

She laughs and smiles. "Sorry but I couldn't resist." When we reach her car, her smiles falters into a full frown. "What the hell is that?" She points to her windshield and there is a box with a note attached to it. The box was nicely wrapped in red paper.

Red paper? Wait...can't be…

Paige grabs the note and her eyes widen, searching the parking lot. "This isn't funny!" she yells out into empty parking lot. I take the note from her as she continues to look around. As I read the note, my eyes widen

Welcome back into the fold Samantha Colvin. xoxo Red Coat

This can't be. Red Coat was here? Waiting for me? I shake myself out my thoughts and grab the box off the windshield, quickly ripping into the wrapping paper. Inside the box was two items. A business card and a broken mask. I read the card out loud. "Hector Lime. Sculptor." There's an address. It's in Rosewood. I take a closer look at the mask. "What the…" The mask seems to look like…

"Is that a mask of Alison Dilaurentis? Someone thought it would be funny to send you a broken mask of a dead girl? Oh shit...it's A." Pagie says, panicking.

"Who's A?" I say, faking as if I didn't know.

Paige shakes her head. "No I said too much. You don't need to know anything about that. Come on...let's go." She opens her trunk and quickly throwing my luggage into the car. "Get rid of that." she says pointing to the box. I pocket the note and business card before discarding the box. We get into her car and drive off.

The ride to Rosewood was drove in silence. I can tell Paige was thinking about the package, the message from Red Coat, the broken mask and A so I decided to ask again. "Paige? Who's A?"

Paige looks at me briefly before looking back to the road. "Sam, no. I am not dragging you into it."

"Sorry Paige but it seems someone around has. Now you going to tell me what's going on? Who's is Red Coat and A?"

She shrugs. "I never heard of Red Coat but A…" She swallows hard. "A is something bad." She sighs loudly. "Look...what I am about to tell you can never leave this car." I nod and she continues. "About two years ago, Emily and her friends was getting tortured by this person called A. Turns out A was Mona Vanderwaal, a girl that picked on by Alison Dilaurentis. Mona wanted to the girls to pay for it so she took her rage out on them. Finally she was caught and sent to Radley. Radley is a mental hospital. The girls thought it was over but then Mona is released and the A attacks pick up again. Of course they think it's Mona but it turns out that Mona was taking orders from whoever this new A is. Now Mona is in the crosshairs and Samantha I tell you...these attacks aren't high schoolish. These are some heavy attacks. The girls have faced near death experiences." By the time Paige is finished, there are tears in her eyes. "I love her so much Sam...I can't have anything happen to her." She slams her fists against the steering wheel. "I want to fucking kill A. Whoever it is."

I simply nod. "Wow...that's...wow." I can't tell her that I know all that already but hearing from her and the raw emotions just gives me more motivation to end all of this. My thoughts are broken when Paige speaks again.

"Now it seems A is trying to get to me through you. A will do anything to hurt these girls if it means hurting the ones they love and having something to you while you're here because of A…" I stop her by placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I get it Paige." I smile a bit to get her to calm down a bit. "I won't do anything to rock the boat." I completely lie through my teeth.

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(Hours later. Paige's home)

I stare at myself in the mirror in the guest room. My raven hair, straight and flowing past my shoulders, my skin a mix of black and white, giving me a caramel complexion. If anything people would think I am Emily's sister or something. I walk over to my luggage and start to unload it. Opening my suitcase reveals my clothing but I know it holds more. I move my clothes and unlock the secret compartment, revealing my "tools". I start to make a mental check note.

One pair of ghost buster gloves and shoes. Ghost buster gloves and shoes allows me to go hand to hand with ghosts. Normally ghost can't be touch by humans. They can mess with you but you can't mess with them. With these gloves and shoes though, I can do more than touch.

One Glock 42 with salt rounds and extra clips of salt and live rounds. Salt can't defeat ghost but causes them to disperse.

One compact shotgun made for me with salt rounds and the extra salt and live rounds. I know I got the glock but shotgun tends to cover more area.

One Samsung Note equipped with latest tech. What I mean by that is, a hacking program, jamming program, tracking system and all the information Tim dug up on the girls.

What can I say...I come prepare. As I overlook my inventory, I hear voices downstairs. I know Paige is one of them but there is someone I never heard before. A girl's voice. As I exited the room the voices get more animated. Boy they are arguing about something. I slowly look over the banister and see two people, Paige and...is that Emily? Yeah...that is Emily.

"What do you mean she got a message from A?" Emily ask with a tone of questioning.

"I'm telling you Ems, she got a message. Damn thing was welcoming her to the fold...whatever the hell that means. What's even weirder, the note was from someone called Red Coat."

Emily looks at Paige with a wtf look. "Red Coat? You sure Paige?!" She was basically yelling at this point.

"Emily calm down. What makes you think I would lie about that? If you want, I could ask Sam to show you the note." Paige calmly replies.

Emily calms down a bit. "Okay. Let's ask her to show us."

I quickly turn and head about to the room. "Shit!" I say out loud as I notice I haven't covered up my tools. Covering up the tools, I hear a knock at the door. "Come in."

Paige enters the room. "Samantha, meet Emily." Emily walks in and shyly smiles at me.

I extend my hand. "Please, just call me Sam."

She shakes my hand with a firm grip. "I'm Emily. Paige says you have a note from someone calling themselves Red Coat." Wow this girl gets to the point. Part of me respects that. "Mind if I see the note?"

I reach into my pocket and hand her the note. She reads it over. "Anything else?"

I nod. "There was a broken mask that came along with it. According to Paige, the mask looked like…"

"Alison." Emily says, cutting me off. "Hector Lime. That son of a bitch." How the hell did she know that? As if she read my thoughts "Lime is a guy that makes props and stuff for movies, mostly horror films. He made a ton of Alison ones, even one of Melissa." Melissa I thought to myself. Melissa Hastings, Spencer's sister. She was a part of this too but this mask business is new to me. Emily excuses herself from the room.

"She seems nice." I say to Paige who looks like she is kinda embarrassed.

"Sorry Sam. Normally she is nicer than that. This whole A business is messing with her head."

"It's fine Paige. I understand. She's just under a lot of…" I'm cut off by Emily.

"Paige, I gotta go. Me and Spencer are going to pay Lime a visit."

Paige face drops. "Wait a minute Emily. Why are you going this late? Can't this wait until tomorrow?"

Emily shakes her head. "No. Lime is probably leaving now. It could be him, messing with us for A. I want answers." I was beginning to like Emily. "Samant...Sam. It was nice meeting you." Emily leaves, leaving me and Paige standing there.

"Paige...I know you wanted me to stay out of it but…" Paige puts up a hand.

"You still got that business card? I am in need for a mask." I smile and hand her the card.

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(Hector Lime's shop)

"This place has creepy written all over it." Paige says as we exit her car.

I nod. "Agreed. Makes sense though. Emily did say he made all types of props for horror movies right?" She nods. "Well he must do a good job. This place has vibes, not all of them good." It was true. I could feel it. This place had secrets and it was up to me to figure them out. "Let's hurry. The last thing you want is Emily coming here and both of us are here to greet her."

"Agreed." Paige simply states as she makes her way to the front door and knocks. "Hello? Mr. Lime?" No answer. "Looks like no one is home."

I push her to the side. "Good. I was hoping for that." I pull out my lock picking kit and get to work. "What?" I say when Paige gives me a shocked look. "You really think this guy was going to give us straight answers? Better this way." Okay so what I was going was completely against the law but from reading the reports, the law around these parts was useless. Granted they are going against a manifested form of hatred.

"Look, I agree that Lime might gave us the run around but breaking and entering? Plus where the hell did you get a lock picking kit?"

"Be surprised what you can find on google."

Paige rolls her eyes. "Yea I bet. Sam this has bad idea written all over it." She turns to leave.

I grab her wrist. "Paige...we are here. I know what we are doing is bad but I remember you saying you wanted to put an end to A and all this mess. What if this Lime guy has a clue to how to find A? Willing to pass that up or willing to let Emily find the information and have her risk her life?" That was low but I needed Paige to stay here.

Paige pulls away with me, a bit of hate in her eyes but they soften and she sighs. "Okay. Fine. Let's get this done."

I smile. "That's my bad ass gay girl." She scoffs and I laugh a bit as I work the lock. With a twist here and a turn there...bam. The door was unlocked. "Got it. Ready?" She nods and I slowly enter the shop. "Good so far. No alarm." I reach for a light switch and the whole shop lights up.

When I say this place could have belong to Tim Burton, that would be an understatement. There was props everywhere. Different masks, all shapes and sizes. Tools all over the place. Paige whistles. "Man this place is something out of a Tim Burton movie." I couldn't help but laugh. "What?" Paige asks as she touches a really good looking monster mask that look like it could be used for a monster out of the blue lagoon.

"I was thinking the same thing actually. Great minds think alright yeah?" She nods as she prods more masks on the wall. When she reaches the far end of the wall, she stops and stares at the wall. "What are you looking at?" She simply points and I look at what she pointing to just to stop in my place. "Whoa...are those…"

She nods, clearly still shocked to be looking at what we are seeing. "A whole wall of Alison masks." She reaches out and touches one. "Man...they are really good. Almost life like."

I had to agree. These masks are life like...too life like. I take out my phone and snap a couple of pictures. As I do this, something catches my eye on the far table. It's another mask. "Hey Paige. There another mask on the table there." She walks over to the table and picks up the mask, studying it before her eyes widen and she drops the mask. "What's wrong?" I rush over to her and pick up the mask. Studying it myself, I couldn't make out why she was freaking out till I studying it more. "Wait. This mask looks like Emily." That explains how she knew Lime.

"She never told me she let the asshole make a mask of her." Paige says with some anger on her voice.

"Pretty sure she didn't want to freak you out. I mean...look at this place. Knowing you, you would have came back the same day and tried to beat the crap out of him. If it makes you feel better, take it." I gave her the mask and she puts it into her purse. "Now let's look around more. Maybe we can get a clue to something. Check the back, I'll keep checking up here." She nods and disappears into the back. I look back at the wall with the Alison masks. There had to be at least ten of them, maybe more because some of the racks was empty. I don't know what made me do it but I had gotten the urge to put one one. Removing the lowest one from the rack, I place the mask on my face and suddenly I blackout for a second. I shake it off and hold my head. "The hell was that?" Wait...my voice. It's different. Gone was my midwestern accent I gotten over the years of living in Missouri, replaced by more of east coast one. Something is off. I feel taller too. Like I grown three inches. I look down at my hands and had to blink twice. I'm completely white. What the hell? My hair feels different as well, a bit heavier. I run my hand through my hair. It's blonde and curly. I needed a mirror. Luckily there was one right there next to the masks. As I look into the mirror, I had to do a double take. I was staring at me, expect I wasn't me anymore. I was looking at Alison Dilaurentis.

"Got something Sam! Seems this guy is meeting someone tomorrow night at a club in Philly called Terra Mortuis. Nine o'clock." Paige screams from the back. Terra Mortuis? Land of the Dead in Latin? Someone had an interesting way of naming a club. "Sam didn't you hear me? I got…" Paige stops dead in her tracks. "Al...Al...Alis...ALISON?!" Oh shit.

"Wait Paige. It's not what you think." I throw my hands up. "It's me. Sam."

"You suppose to be dead! What are you?!" She looks around the room. "Sam? Sam?! Where is she Alison?!" She rushes me and tackles me to the ground. The air is knocked out of me as we hit the floor. She keeps me pinned to the ground. "Where?!"

"Paige. It's me...Samantha. I can prove it." I touch my face, remove the mask and the blackout happens again for a second. I open my eyes to see Paige looking at me with confusing written all over it. "Paige? May you get off me? Don't think Emily would like you on top of me like this." She blinks, confusing still on her face but she gets off me. I check my body and sigh in relief. I'm me again. I pick up the mask and just simply stare at it. Lime...what kind of material was you using. This has Majora's Mask written all over it. What? You thought that it was just some video game ploy. It's real. "Paige?" I look over at her and she still is shocked. Snapping my fingers at her got her focus on me. "What did find again?"

"Terra Mortuis. It's a club in Philly. He is meeting someone there tomorrow night at nine. What the fuck was that? One moment I saw Alison then it was you. What the hell?"

I stare at the mask. "I don't know but we got what we needed. Let's go before your girlfriend shows up." I place the mask into my bag and get up, helping Paige to her feet. We put everything back as it was before we got there minus the Emily and Alison mask. As we are walking to car, Paige spoke up.

"You think...you think Emily's mask could do the same thing?"

I reach the car door. "Possibly Paige." She simply nods and gets into the car. The drive back to Paige's house was rode in silence. Clearly she was thinking about what had transpired at the shop, which I was thinking for. I sent a pic of the mask to Tim and explain what had went down.

T: Holy shit. The mask transform you into Alison? Like full transformation?

S: Yeah. My whole body. I was Alison. I'm thinking Hector Lime dipped into the stuff that makes Majora's mask possible.

T: If that's the case, that's not good. This guy made horror movie props. I'll send a team look more into the shop. Something tells me you will be heading to Philly.

S: Yeah. I want to get answers from Hector Lime myself. If he is a key to get to A, then I want him.

T: Take it Paige will be tagging along?

I look over at Paige, her face unreadable.

S: Yeah. Something tells me she will be tagging along.

T: Then you better come clean to her. I'll send more equipment your way. Also I'll update Marcus on what's going on.

S: Thanks Tim.

T: Good luck Sam. Be careful.

We finally reach Paige's home and she still has an unreadable face. Not knowing what to say and leaving it till tomorrow, I open my door just for her to stop me. "Guess we are going clubbing tomorrow?" I nod. "Good. I was in a mood to club."

A/N: My first actually chapter. Completed. Yay me. Hoping everyone will enjoy this story. I'm not the strongest writer but hell if I don't have an overthinking mind lol. This story came to me when I was watching the show and I thought what if A wasn't a person really but more of a entity of hate. Would explain why A is everywhere and can't be seen. Anyway as I wrote this I couldn't help but put music to this as well. You know...almost like you are actually watching a show or something. Since I plan on doing more stories involving this character, I figured what if each adventure had an opening and ending like that of an anime. So feel free to look up these songs and tell me what you think.

Opening theme: Nightmare - The World

Ending theme: Nana Kitade - Antoinette Blue

Have fun reading. Till next time