A/N: Hello people of BF5 fanfiction! This is my first fic for this 'fandom'. I promise to try and incorporate the battle zones and vandals and bladdy bladddy blah. I won't to focus on the characters though, so no promises. :D Any way this story is here for many reasons. Lets list them shall we:

1: I was just introduced and hooked onto the show by my siblings.

2:I fell in love with Standford Issac Rhodes lV

3:There are not enough Standford fics on here.

4:I wanted to do a BF5 Fic

5:My place of making Standford look good/bad or brilliant.

Thats just about it. I know the characters say Tezz/Stanford but its not Slash. There will be an OC in here. There just listed. Now please be nice and I hope you enjoy this!

Title: The Russian, The Royal, And The Moon

Summary:When a girl comes to Handlers Corners during a party everything will be turned upside down. She has a knack for languages and she has a gift that everyone wants her for. When she comes during a party as the diner guess whos DJ-ing, our favorite(or least favorite) member. Does Tezz have a thing for her? And what about Standford does he like her? And why does she have that gift?

Rating: T (For now may go up to M)

Warnings: OC-ness, lots of soda, glowsticks, Standfords big mouth, Tezz's big words, three or four different languages, and Soda up in someones face.

The Night The Trio Met

3rd Person POV

It was an amazing night at Handlers Corners. Zeke's diner was buzzing in side and out with music, people and food. It was a grand party with lights out in the parking lot. It was being used as the dance floor with all the sound equipment set up around it. And guess who was up at the DJ booth? None other than our favorite(or least favorite) Battle Force 5 member, Standford Issac Rhodes. The fourth. His orange fohawk off setting his emerald green eyes. He was dressed in his black jeans and black jacket with a purple shirt on. A glow stick hung around his neck.

He was bored up at the booth and wanted to get out onto the floor and show off his amazing moves, pick up a few girls, have fun and just not be by himself. So he clicked a high beat playlist and jumped down strolling inside the diner. He sat at the bar and asked for a coca cola. It was handed to him and he happily took a sip of the cool drink.

Unfortunately a few moments later our favorite Russian came in as well sitting down next to him. Standford sniffed at him.

"Hello Tezz".

"Hello Standford. Good DJing I guess", he said in his Russian accent.

The two sat in silence for a moment but then slipped into talking about the last battle zone, they key, what they needed to fix on their cars and that they should go to the beach zone sometimes. Standford made a jibe about how pale Tezz is and Tezz returned it by saying his hair products must be leaking into his brain. Before they could argue anymore however the door opened with a light ding they looked over just out of curiousity. And they were glad they did.

In walked a girl. A very pretty girl one would say. She was dressed in black boots that came up below her knee, neon purple short shorts, a white and gray stripped tube top and a black jacket that ended at the middle of her rib cage. Her hair was a light blonde and had black streaks pressed sideways in the front part of her bangs. Her eyes were white made her interesting, however. They were an odd shade thats for sure, They were a bright amber with darker flecks.

She walked straight over to were Tezz and Standford sat and sat in between the two. The pair looked at each other around each other then back at her. Tezz spoke first.

"Good evening", he spoke accent thick.

Her eyes lit up in surprise at him and she smiled excitedly.

"Pochemu privet! Kak vy eto delaete?", she said exictadly in Russian.

Tezz's features lit up and he smiled playing with his straw in the process. Standford stared at her incredulously.

"YA v poryadke . Sebya?". He returned.

She laughed. "Zamechatelʹno! Mogu ya sprositʹ vashe imya?".

"Tezz Volitov.".

Standford sighed that he could actually understand what they were saying.

"Luna Anastasia Valor. Crazy name right? Roman Greek Latin. Moon Springtime Courage.". She smiled.

"Its wonderful meeting you Luna", he said.

"Hello, love! I'm Standford Issac Rhodes the—".

"Fourth", Tezz finished for him.

He pouted at him then looked back at Luna. "So what brings you here to our quaint little town?".

She gave him a look then spoke. "Family. My cousin knows a guy who could help sell my art".

That piqued Tezz's intrest. "You're an artist?".

She nods. "I usually design stuff. Like fashion you know? But I do just paint as well. I also love designing cars. I've gotten payed well for some of them".

That was news to both boys.

"Really?", Standford asked.

She nods. "Yup. Its a passion of mine".

The boys look at each other without her knowing again, competitiveness showing in their eyes. They both liked this girl.

"Maybe you wanna go for a spin in my car then?", they both said.

She looked at both and smiled but never got the chance to answer because the Cortez twins come bounding in. The slid in on either side of the boys as they smiled.

"Hey guys! Who's the girl?", Spinner said excitedly.

She looked at him over Tezz smiling with just at much energy. "I'm Luna. You are?".

"Spinner Cortez! The older twin." He said with a flashy smile.

She looked back and forth at the twins, a look of confusion on her face for a second and then disappeared as she gave a small 'oh'. "You're older even though you're shorter".

He nodded again.

"I'm Sherman. Its nice to meet you Luna", He said polietly.

She smiled lightly. "Its great to meet you all."

"So Luna tell us about yourself.", Tezz said sipping on his drink.

"Twenty questions?", she asked.

"Love, that's a game, not a characteristic". Standford said smiriking.

She gave him a glare and he simply shrugged. "No. Lets play twenty questions, dummy! That way we can all get to know each other."

The others murmured in agreement while Standford hmped.

"Okay, Luna, whats your favorite color?", Sherman asked.

"A pale or neon purple. Like my shorts", she said.

Standford started smiling shyly like a school boy at that. Tezz frowned at that.

"Okay. Standford what was with the 'the fourth' thing?".

He grinned like the royal he was. "I'm royalty. Over in Great Britian. 189th in line for the throne."

She actually awed at that while the oldest Cortez brother sighed. They went around and around learning what she liked, what kind of car she drove(a fancy sports car similar to Standford's in shape and size but painted and stenciled differently) and where she came from. Finally Tezz was the one to bring the 'secret talent' thing up.

"So we know you're a designer and artist but do you have any hidden talents?". He asked.

"Eh bien je comprends très bien la langue ". She said.

Sherman got most of it while the others looked at her.

"I understand languages really really well. As you know from my Russian Tezz".

He nodded. "You spoke it fluently and with the accent. Same with the French. But any thing else?".

She chewed on her lip for a moment. "You can't laugh". She said.

"We won't laugh", Standford said.

She gave a look at him that they didn't understand. "I have this gift. I'm able to read...people. And animals and things."

Spinner looked at her mouth a gape. He resembled his goldfish, Bigfoot. "Prove it", he challenged.

She looked at him for a moment then spoke. "You're a video game addict. Love electronics, hate being bossed around, and have a knack for hacking". She bit her lip again as if they were going to laugh. And Standford sort of did.

"No way! I bet Vert put you up to this!", The Brit chuckled.

She glared at him. "I knew you would do that also. You're spoiled, have trouble being independent, you're a stuck up snob who thinks you can get anything at any time and you're hair gel only lasts five hours." She said crossing her arms over her chest.

He gaped at her while the others chuckled and said 'do me do me!' and she indulged them and read them with just as much ease. The Brit was boiling until finally he exploded.

"I can too be independent!", he shouted.

"Nein, Sie können nicht!",She shouted back at him.

His eyebrows raised at the German.

She shook her head. She does that sometimes when she gets frustrated or angry she slips into another language on accident.

"Cannot! I read people Standford, I'm never wrong". She huffed.

They continued to bicker like that for the next twenty minutes about how great Standford thinks he is and what he needs to do and how pompous he can be. The Cortez twins looked at each other and were thinking the same thing. They were worse than Agura and Standford. And that's something. Finally with one last jibe about her hair she had enough. She picked up the youngest twins drink, much to his protest, and popped the lid off.

"Standford sweetie. Do you like soda?", she asked sweetly.

Shocked at her change but smirked at it thinking he won. "Yes I do. I perfer Coca Cola over Coke but that's just common sense, my dear. Any one could see—argh!".

Was what he shouted when she poured the drink over his head. She smirked as he gaped eyes looking up at his deflating fohawk mouth open. The others were shocked that she dared do such a thing.

"And that Standford Issack Rhodes is what I think of you."

She hoped off her stool and strode right out the door with several looks from the boys. Standford spoke first.

"That is it, I am going to kill her".

Tezz smiled softly at this. "I say we get Sage to put her on the team".

A/N: Wow, there it is. Five pages and long paragraphs. I usually average around seven pages but its more dialouge and shorter paragraphs. Hope I did okay and what not. It will not always be in in 3rd Person there will be POV switching I promise. Hope you like it! :D Please review.

Translations:

Russian: 'Why hello! How are you?'. 'I'm fine yourself?'. 'Wonderful! Might I ask your name?'.

French: 'Well I understand language really well'.

German:'No you cannot'.

Preveiw: Standford tries to get revenge and Tezz tries to convince Sage to put her on the team.