My name is Piper Monserrat. I am twenty-four years old, and work in my parent’s bakery, here in Miami. I was born in northern New Jersey and grew up on my grandparent’s farm. My childhood was very simple; no television, no fast food, and our lifestyle wasn’t rushed like those from the urban areas. I spent hours playing outside, mostly by the creek behind our house, and when I wasn’t there, I was inside helping around the house. I would aid my grandfather in picking vegetables and fruits as well.

My mother had a passion for baking and wished to turn that into a career so that she could bring in money for our family. At the age of twenty six, she entered culinary school and focused on baking, and dabbled in confectionary as well. My father continued to work on the farm with his parents, an old Italian couple who descended from northern Italy.

Seeing that my mother’s baking skills held promise, they acquired the appropriate grants and such needed to open their own business. The rural area however was not good for business, and since both my parents loved the hot, humid climate of Florida and its beaches, packed up and moved down here.

Business boomed; and naturally, I helped out as much as I could, wanting to please my parents. My mother taught me how to bake, and even showed me how to make various little candies.

I worked there for years. Everything was great.

…Until my eighteenth birthday---three hours and twelve minutes after, to be exact---I had led a fairly normal life. I had a decent job, great friends, a nice car; everything I wanted and needed, I had. That is of course, until everything had been ripped away from me.

March 19th, at 9:12 p.m., was the exact moment that I had spilled blood for the very first time.

And my god, what an experience it had been. The first taking of a life had opened up another side of me that I had not known existed. And still, to this day, six years later, that part of me has not left.

It has grown.

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This is a Dexter fanfic, I finally decided, and it is about Piper Monserrat. She is a baker in Miami, Florida, working at the shop her parents once owned before they were tragically slain by a group of killers.

The tall, brown haired Italian was affected by her parents murder in a way she could have never imagined. For years, she had worked toward perfecting her traded, and came to believe she would never in her life be caught.

But someone already had their eyes on her, another killer, who would take her down for killing 'innocent' citizens.

Little did Piper's stalker know, these people aren't innocent at all...none of them are.

Anyway, tell me what you think of it!

updated Aug 26 '11 by Ashlie