"Heiress"

Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally nor any of the actors/actresses who portray them. I also don't own any songs used throughout story line – Just this plot and any mentioned OCs

Pairing: Ally Dawson/Austin Moon

Notes: Lester Kelly is based on Lester Dawson from Austin & Ally, but completely different in my story; in fact, I only used his name

Chapter Summary: How it all starts…

+++Moon Residence:

Austin Moon

Ring! Ring! Ring!

With a quiet groan, Austin shut off his alarm and rolled over to try to get back to sleep. He'd spent all last night studying for a History test he knew he would bomb anyway. He just couldn't force the dates of long-ago times to stay within his memory banks.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Austin, are you awake?" his mother's, Mimi Moon's, voice called through his bedroom door. "If you don't get up now, you'll be late. I made pancakes!"

He immediately threw his blankets off, practically falling out of his bed in his haste to stand. "I'm up, Mom! Don't touch those pancakes!" he called back, fast-walking around his room in search of today's clothes.

Mimi laughed but her footsteps indicated that she'd done her job and was going back downstairs.

Shuffling into his personal bathroom, which was little more than a toilet, a sink, and a shower barely big enough to fit him, Austin did his morning rituals before getting dressed in his usual attire – jeans, a plain t-shirt with a nicer, short-sleeved shirt over it, socks, and his matching shoes that he always chose with care.

So what if he had a love for different shoes? If he looked good, he wasn't going to complain.

Squirting some hair gel into his hands, he quickly worked it through his blonde hair until it flopped just right. Perfect.

Lastly, he grabbed his lucky silver train necklace he always wore before slinging his backpack on and exiting his room to eat breakfast with his parents.

"Looks great, Mom," he complimented in delight, taking his usual seat. "Can you pass the syrup?"

Mimi casually waved a hand at the bottle that was closer to her husband, easily passing the levitated sweetener to her only son. "Now, Austin, don't use too much. At the rate you're going through our pancake supplies, you'll be eating us out of house and home," she teased.

Austin laughed, accepting the bottle. "I'll keep that in mind," he replied, though everyone knew that wouldn't last long. The boy loved his pancakes; what could he say? "Did I ever mention how awesome I find your telekinetic abilities, Mom?"

It was her turn to laugh. "Flattery will get you nowhere, young man," she mock-scolded. Reaching for a jar of jelly, she tried to open it but the lid wouldn't budge. "Mike, you closed the top too tight again."

Mike Moon put the newspaper down, his cue that it was his turn to join in the family banter. Like mother and son, he had a good sense of humor and loved his family dearly. "It was Austin, dear, I swear," he said, holding his hands up in surrender.

"Hey, I'm not the one with super strength," the blonde teen argued back, grinning.

Mimi pointedly handed the jar to her husband, who pouted in dramatic dismay. Taking the jelly, he used his supernatural ability to pop the lid off easily. "Your jam, milady."

"Thank you, kind sir," Mimi easily replied, smirking in amusement. Checking her wristwatch, she added, "You better get moving, Austin. School starts in less than twenty."

Austin stuffed his mouth with the last couple of bites of his breakfast, bolting to his feet as he placed his dirty dishes into the sink for later. "I'm gone, then!" he called out, grabbing his backpack.

"Have a good day!" his parents called back, waving.

Leaving the house, he climbed into his truck and took off to school. Thankfully, the ride only took less than ten minutes, so he drove into the Student Parking Lot with plenty of time to spare.

Climbing out, he slammed the door closed and slung his backpack over a shoulder as he locked up and made his way inside Marino High.

+++Fairy Realm:

Dawson Manor – Ally Dawson

Ally sighed as her chocolate gaze remained unfocused on the beautiful landscape that was viewed outside her bedroom window.

Her morning was just beginning and she was dressed in her usual clothes of glitter and royalty – a long-sleeved silk blouse that hugged her top half before flaring under her bust line, shorts made out of gauzy material that made it easy to move, and ballet flats that matched her top. Gold colored rings were attached over her sleeves at the elbows so that it created a bell-like effect, and her elfin ears were decorated with dangling tear-drop diamonds.

Her make-up lightly done and chestnut hair neatly tied into a ponytail, she fiddled with the piece of paper she absently held between her fingers. Her right thumb had a solid silver band circling it, her matching middle finger had a silver colored ring with a weave-like design, and her left hand's rings were in the same order.

Sighing again, Ally fiddled with the paper until she created an intricate rose that was fully bloomed.

Bringing her creation closer to her face, she dropped her chin to rest in her opposite hand's palm as a soft smile curved her lips.

"My, isn't that beautiful, Ally," Kaia Dawson-Kelly commented in her sweet voice.

Ally grinned as she turned her attention onto her bedroom's doorway. "Good morning, Mother," she respectfully greeted, standing slowly from her windowsill. "Would you like it? You know I always make so many of these."

Kaia accepted the small gift, placing the paper rose in her long locks of brunette hair while being mindful of her crown. "Thank you, love," she said, smiling. "I came to get you for breakfast. Your father is waiting for us."

"Okay," the younger woman replied, following the matriarch out.

The two walked in comfortable silence until they reached the large dining room, which could easily fit a hundred people with a few extra places. However, since it was just the Dawson-Kelly family, they preferred a smaller table to fit the three more intimately.

At said table, Ally's father, Lester Kelly, sat at one end while Kaia took the other end. It left Ally with the middle, not that she minded; she loved being in the middle. Her parents often told her that they placed her there because she was the center of their world.

"Good morning, Daddy," Ally greeted, placing a kiss on her father's cheek. The fact she was a Daddy's Girl was well-known throughout their kingdom, and Kaia often pouted over that. But it also meant Lester was overprotective and his dominating presence always made others steer clear, especially if his daughter was concerned.

"Morning, princess," Lester greeted back, smiling tenderly. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, I did," she answered, placing her white silk napkin in her lap. "What's on the agenda for today?"

Kaia answered, "Your Aunt Beatrice is visiting us, as well as Jasmine. You remember them, don't you?"

Ally wrinkled her nose but made sure the expression was hidden from her parents. After all, she was the daughter of the Queen of the Fairy Realm – It wouldn't do to show such displeasure, not even in front of her father, though his title as King didn't hold as much weight, it still garnered deep respect.

"Aunt Beatrice and Jasmine, you say," she diplomatically said, smiling politely. "How nice. I haven't seen them since last year for your birthday, Mother."

Kaia smiled, clearly able to read her daughter's mood. "Yes, well, they decided to stay here until your eighteenth birthday. They wish to celebrate your coming-of-age to ascend the throne with us."

Which also means I need to watch my back, Ally thought in dread. Jasmine was the right age to also become a rightful heiress to the throne, which Ally knew Aunt Beatrice had been pushing for since Jasmine had been born.

Suddenly, Ally was hit with a sense of foreboding, which never meant anything good. Her aunt's and cousin's arrival didn't warrant any fuzzy feelings either, and Ally wished she had a piece of paper to fold in agitation. An empty feeling made itself known, too, right where her heart lay.

Was it normal to greet relatives when you knew your life would be cut short by them?

+++Marino High:

With Austin

Standing at his locker, the blonde teen easily spun his combination and pulled open the metal door. What greeted him was a locker full of loose papers, broken pencils, books, and other junk he'd collected so far that year, which was saying a lot. School had only started about two months ago, but he was a senior, which meant extra homework and more projects. He was just thankful he would be out of this torture session in no time.

"Hey, Austin," a feminine voice greeted, which caught his attention away from his messy locker.

Austin pushed the metal door closed enough to see who was talking to him on the other side. He smiled. "Oh, hey Cassidy," he greeted back. "What up?"

Cassidy flipped her dirty blonde hair over a shoulder, smiling at the taller teen. "I was just wondering what you were doing after school today?" she questioned, "I thought we could hang out at The Melody Diner or something?"

He immediately shook his head. "Sorry, Cassidy, but I can't. I promised my parents I'd help at their mattress store," he regretfully said, wincing inwardly at the disappointed look on her pretty face.

She shifted awkwardly where she stood, obviously not used to being shot down so many times by a guy. "Oh, well, that's okay. Next time, maybe?"

Austin made a noncommittal sound in the back of his throat and watched as the normally peppy cheerleader walked away. He hated hurting peoples' feelings, but this situation couldn't be helped. Cassidy was nice and smart, but she wasn't exactly what he was looking for.

By that, he meant she was human and he wasn't; not in the normal sense. There was nothing wrong with humans – He was friends with a lot of them! – but when you're a supernatural being like he and his family were, you learned to keep a certain amount of distance between yourself and them.

Besides, even if that weren't true, he didn't feel any spark for her. That one undeniable something that made his heart race; made his palms sweat; made him feel alive. Austin had yet to meet such an individual who could, but he was waiting for that day.

+++Dawson Manor:

With Ally

"Aunt Beatrice. Jasmine, welcome," Ally greeted, the fake smile on her face so forced, she was surprised her jaw didn't fall off. "Mother has told me that you two will be staying with us until my eighteenth birthday."

"Yes, dear, that's right," Beatrice answered coolly, her sapphire eyes boring into Ally like daggers.

Laughing a bit nervously, the brunette teen turned her focus on her cousin, who looked nothing like the other Dawson women. Ice-blonde hair flowed down a slim back, ending nearly at her thighs, and a navy gaze of steel stared back at her. Obviously Jasmine took after her father in coloring, especially when you took in her pale-as-snow skin. The Dawson family had a lightly tanned glow to their appearance.

Then again, Ally reminded herself, Jasmine is a water/ice fairy, like her father. She gets her looks from his side of the family, not the Dawson side.

"It's nice to see you, Jasmine," she said politely.

Jasmine narrowed her eyes just the slightest bit, a sneer curling her full lips. "I can't believe I have to spend almost a whole year in this place with you," she spat out.

Well, excuse me, but I'm not the one who invited you here, Ally snippily thought, pursing her lips shut. As the future Queen of the Fairy Kingdom, she couldn't afford to lower herself to such childish retorts, no matter how much she wanted to.

Instead, she smiled serenely, because she knew it would rile Jasmine further. "Yes, I believe we'll have tons of fun together – I'm so glad you think so, too!"

When Jasmine opened her mouth to snap something else, her mother placed a firm hand on her shoulder with a disappointed scowl on her aristocratic features. "Enough, Jasmine," she ordered, then turned her gaze onto Kaia who had watched the entire spectacle in amusement. "It seems my daughter is cranky from the long journey. We'll retire to our rooms for now."

Kaia nodded in understanding. "Of course, sister. Have a nice rest," she replied. When the two guests disappeared, she gently nudged Ally with an elbow. "Must you antagonize her, dear?"

Although it was meant to sound like a reprimand, Ally could hear the laughter in her mother's voice. Grinning cheekily, she replied, "I was just finishing what she started, Mother. Besides, I think I can handle Jasmine. Her powers… they're rather unstable, aren't they?"

Kaia gave her daughter a considering look, noting the way Ally's chocolate orbs clouded, like she was listening to the universe speak to her.

"Be that as it may," she said carefully, "An unstable supernatural being is a dangerous one, Ally. Be careful."

Ally snapped out of her daze, sending her mother a sunny smile. "Of course, Mother. I'm always careful!" With that, she disappeared back to her own room to read.

+++Marino High:

With Austin

"Hey, Austin, wasn't that Cassidy you were speaking to earlier?" Trish asked, taking a seat in the cafeteria across from the blonde. Dez, Austin's other best friend, happily placed his tray of food down next to Austin and also took a seat.

Austin shrugged casually. "Yeah," he answered. "Hello to you, too, by the way."

Trish rolled her eyes. "Yeah, hi, whatever pleases you," she hastily replied, waving a dismissive hand. "Anyway, when are you going to take pity on the girl and go on a date with her?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Like I've been saying since summer vacation, I'm not interested in her."

"Well, why not?"

"Because, Austin isn't into human girls," Dez answered in a duh-tone. Taking a bite out of his burger, he chewed obnoxiously but without knowing he was doing that.

The blonde nodded in agreement. "Yeah, what Dez said. You should know by now, Trish – I'm not interested in dating just any girl; never have, never will."

"You've never dated anyone, period," the Latina dryly pointed out but with an understanding voice. "All I'm saying is that you take her out on one date and show her that you're not boyfriend material. She won't want anything to do with you after that."

Austin rolled his eyes. "How much?" he asked.

"How much, what?" she innocently retorted.

"How much did Cassidy pay you to ask me about her?" he clarified, amused despite everything. This was Trish, after all – he wasn't dumb enough to expect less.

Trish gasped, offended, but dropped her act when Austin stared dryly at her antics. "Okay, okay," she gave in, "She paid me twenty bucks to ask why you won't go out with her, but it's not like I could tell her the real reason."

Chuckling, he shook his head. "Well, just tell her I'm not looking for a girlfriend. That, or I'm too busy helping my parents out at their store. You're a genius when it comes to coming up with excuses – figure something out."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," was the grumbled response at possibly having to do work, even if it was simply coming up with a believable lie. "Anyway, what do you losers have after lunch?"

"PE," Austin reminded her. It was the same schedule every day, yet Trish couldn't be bothered to memorize their classes. It was okay, though; he enjoyed watching her try to figure out her own class schedule.

Dez groaned. "Man, I hate physical education."

"You have nothing to complain about," Trish snapped, "All you have to do is whip up a potion or cast a spell on your teacher and you have a free class-block! I, on the other hand, have to suffer through my whole day with homework and doing stuff."

And, by 'doing stuff' she only means walking to her next classroom, Austin thought in amusement, knowing how lazy the Latina could be.

"Hey," Dez defensively said, "It's not as simple as making a potion or casting a spell, especially when you have Austin in your class!"

Indignantly, the blonde in question asked, "What did I do?"

"Oh, don't play innocent," the ginger haired boy drawled out, "Mister I-Can-Touch-Anything-And-Instantly-Know-How-to-Use -It!"

Austin burst out laughing, now understanding. "Hey, it's not my fault I was born a weapons expert, which means I have knowledge on how to use everything that can be considered a weapon," he defended himself, smirking. "And, who also happens to like PE."

"Only because PE is filled with torturous devices," Dez exclaimed, "Like rope climbing, dodge ball, flag football, basketball, archery! You sadist! I thought Trish was supposed to be evil incarnate!"

As Austin choked on air to stop from laughing so hard, Trish cooed, "Aw, thank you! That's so nice of you to say, Dez."

+++Dawson Manor:

With Ally

After getting through a tense early dinner, Ally wanted nothing more than to retire to her room and curl up with her book. She'd had to sit through Jasmine's evil stares, and Ally was ready to rip into her cousin; she didn't care if they were family.

Jasmine needed to learn that it wasn't Ally's fault for being the next in line to rule the Fairy Kingdom – It was the natural order of their birth and who their mothers happened to be. Because Kaia was the current Queen that meant her daughter would rule after her reign, which was Ally.

However, Ally also hadn't missed the way Aunt Beatrice had been dropping hints about Jasmine and Ally battling it out to see who was stronger, therefore, the rightful ruler of the Kingdom. The only reason Kaia and Beatrice had had to do that, back when it was their turn to choose the new Queen, was because they were twins, which put them on equal ground, power-wise.

Ally and Jasmine weren't twins and they didn't need to fight for the throne – By rights, the next heiress was Ally, end of discussion.

The Fairy Princess stopped in the hallway that led to her room, her gaze unfocused as she stared out the window.

My responsibility… My right… My… destiny?

No. There must be something else out there for me, she stubbornly thought. This empty void within me means something… But what? When will it reveal itself? I don't want to wait anymore.

I just… I need to get away for a little while… Where my duties won't crush my soul… Just for a little while…

Pushing open the glass doors that led out to a balcony, Ally breathed in the soothing air that was scented with the garden's flowers. Yes, she just needed to relax for a few seconds then she'd go back to her room.

So distracted was she, Ally didn't notice the flying projectile until it was too late…

A sharp gasp escaped her throat as she felt the shaft of an arrow pierce her flesh.

Helpless, Ally swayed back and forth on her feet before losing her balance and falling over the balcony rail…

Please, don't let my soul shatter… Let me find my destiny first…

+++Until Next Time+++

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