A fairly odd friendship

1: the beginning of our story

On a bright and sunny day, just east of Dimidelphia, a small guy ran into a alley in a hurry. He was in full panic mode before he got caught on a fence. Hearing footsteps, he looked and saw a horrifying silhouette of someone. Then the person walked over to him, into the light, revealing a young woman in a black and blue striped dress/suit with a matching fedora on her head. Her hair was a lovely golden brown with a single dark blue streak that was made into a ponytail with multiple neon blue hairties. A bit of her hair actually looped over a small part of her face. Her skin was as white as butter and her eyes resembled dark sapphires. Around her neck was a simple choker and a beautiful yet simple three-stone sapphire necklace.

"Hi, I'm Aurellia" she said, revealing to be very nice and sweet.

Unfortunately, the guy still passed out from anxiety.

"Oh! Little buddy, did I scare you? I'm sorry" she apologized before she woke him up.

"Okay, don't worry about it, I'll get you outta there in a jiffy. Just please hold still" she told him as she started to free him.

"Yo, Aurellia!" A voice called out, scaring her just a little bit.

"Uh...I'm coming, Frankie!"

"Well move it, Pop's waiting."

"There we go" she muttered as she lifted the guy over the fence, allowing him to get away.

"Okay, buddy, you're free. Now escape. Just go. Cry freedom."

As she turned around, she got scared by her brother, a fierce, ruthless, unpleasant, bloodthirsty and skilled mobster. He wore a blue leather jacket over a white shirt, blue jeans, and black boots. The look was completed with a tie and dark, almost black eyes. He scoffed at his sister's cowardice.

"You almost gave me a heart attack!" She told him, holding a hand over her chest.

"Aurellia, what are you doing?" He asked her.

"I was just...picking you some flowers" she lied, picking a few flowers that were growing out of the concrete.

Then Frankie smacked said flowers out of her hands.

"Hey! Mom said it's not okay to hit!"

Frankie just hit her shoulders.

"Moms not here" he replied with a mischievous grin before they walked home to the Leno mansion.

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That night, Aurellia, Frankie, and their father: Don Leno, sat at a table in a fancy Italian restaurant.

"What do you mean you don't understand? We've been over it hundreds of times. I don't want to say it again. You're really giving me agita. I don't know how else to say this. If you're part of this family, you're part of this business. Period. That's what we Leno's do, that's a fine tradition. What's the matter with you?" Don Leno asked as Aurellia fidgeted with her menu.

"Your brother Frankie, here, he's a killer" he added, pointing to her brother as he ate his chicken alfredo.

"Thanks, Pop."

"He's beautiful. He does what he's supposed to do. But you...I'm hearin' things. You gotta understand that when you look weak, it makes me look weak. I can't have that" he explained to her.

"I know, Pop. I'm sorry" she apologized, brushing her hair out of her face.

"Aurellia. Look at me. Look at me. This handin' over the business is for you. For both of yous. And you're acting like you don't even want it" he told her as she quietly shrugged.

"I need to know that you can handle that."

Frankie then spoke up.

"Pop, I can handle the family business alone. It's not a problem" he said before their father glared at him.

"No. We're gonna do this as a family. Frankie, I want you to take your sister out, show her the ropes" Don Leno ordered.

"Come on, Pop-"

"Aure, you're gonna learn the family business, whatever you like it or not"

Aurellia looked as him sadly before she sighed and slowly nodded.

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Around midnight, a bag landed outside the fence surrounding the Leno mansion followed by Aurellia. She landed roughly on her butt but other then that, she was fine. Grabbing the bag, she started leaving. But not before looking back at her childhood home one last time.

"I'm sorry, Pop. But my life is my own. I hope you'll understand someday" she said before she left.