Author's Note: I don't own the Guild, but I am the first person to post a story with an OC. This takes place towards the beginning of the third season the day Tink leaves the Guild.

*Chapter 1*

"You will eat my arrows, as will you, and you are totally dead." I mutter as I finish off the creatures for a quest. At this point I'm about to rejoice, but then my laptop begins to go absolutely insane. "What, shit, hell no!"

This draws the attention of a group who is yelling towards the back of the line where I am. However, this doesn't bother me as much as the fact that my laptop is now as spastic as me when I've been up on energy drinks for hours.

"Help a girl out?" I call to the group, shaking my black ringlet curls out of my pale face and revealing blue eyes. People at my school call me goth, but I was just born looking a little like Amy Lee. In all actuality it's Indie and Alternative music that I prefer.

"That all depends what you need help with." The guy smirks suggestively and nods, causing me to roll my eyes and nearly gag. He isn't much older than me but obviously has the mentality of all the teenage boys I know, plus some of my drunk dad's drunk friends. Speaking of which, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket to the tune of Rag and Bone by the White Stripes.

"Just fix my laptop." I tell him as I answer the phone and try to force a smile. That's not very easy, but no matter how wasted my dad is he can always seem to hear when I'm unhappy.

"Honey, when's mom going to be home?" he asks, causing me to almost give up my act. Not this again, anything but this shitty excuse of a reminder that real life still sucks for me. Of course, I can't exactly avoid it since I already picked up the phone in the first place.

"Mom's at the store, she'll be home in a few hours." I tell him, even though I know mom is never going to come home. He wouldn't be drinking if she had.

"Alright, be home by curfew." Dad responds then hangs up the phone as I hear him begin to shout at his friends. He thinks she's going to find out that he's got a gambling and drinking problem, but that's not going to happen. Maybe if he wasn't always drunk he would know better.

"Woah, hey are you alright?" A red-head girl asks, seeing how pissed off I probably look right about now.

"Just peachy." I scowl slightly and force an unenthusiastic fake smile. God it sucks when I'm not gaming. Luckily, I haven't heard any further comments from the tool fixing my laptop, so long as I can put up with him for now I'll be fine.

"Are you sure, I mean-" she begins again but I cut her off with a sort of glare.

"Seriously, I am fine." I tell her, giving her my 'shut up I don't want to talk about it' look. Of course, it's not good for me to bottle in emotions, but it's hard to let anything out without a proper mother figure around.

"Okay." she sort of stutters then fumbles with the new large gold pendant around her neck. I remember seeing some bald guy 'bestow it upon her.' "Well my name is Codex, of the Knights of Good Guild. The one fixing your computer is Bladezz, and these are Clara, Vork, and Zaboo."

When she gestures towards the couple making out I have to wonder which one is actually Zaboo. But then I realize, the tall chick looks like she thinks she's way too cool to game.

"Damn, whoever trashed your laptop is an evil genius. I should be able to fix it but it's going to take me a while." he tells me and I half expect him to be full of shit. Then again, that look of seriousness on his face might just be enough proof, of course then it's right back to perverted remarks for him. "And we have yet to negotiate prices yet."

"Cash." I tell him, resisting the urge to throw a fist into his eye. "You'll take it or leave it, I can find another low-life nerd to fix my laptop."

"Low-life nerd? Does this look like the body of a kid who only plays video-games to you?" he asks with a skeptical glance at me.

"It looks and acts like a kid who can't keep his hormones in line." I respond with all the venom in my tone aimed right at him.

"Or maybe it's just because you're some sexy type who wants to play hard to get. Dudes don't dig that forever you know so drop the act and let's get out of here." he winks and I hold my fist back to throw it in his eye before Codex speaks up.

"Bladezz, not cool! Fix the girl's computer and take the money, you need it!" she half-snaps then sort of recoils from her own blow. "I'm sorry about him, he grows on you, sort of."

"Well it's a good thing I'm not going to give him that chance." I respond, hoping I can just find some less perverted nerd to do this work for me.

"But what if you join our guild? We could really use it." she smiles hopefully, reminding me of the type of little school-girl who would hold her fingers crossed behind her back, hoping for this to work.

"No way, I just G-Quit from my last guild because they were total asses. So I'm not going down that road again." I tell her, then realize that it's probably my old guild that did this to me.

"Well you could at least tell us your avatar name." she sort of pouts at me and I roll my eyes, ignoring the attempts at persuasion.

"So you can stalk my avatar when I'm back online? No thanks." I respond to that, noticing how the big blonde is talking into a baby monitor. Obviously not a guild I want to be a part of.

"Well, as soon as Bladezz finishes with your computer he's going to know what your avatar name is. So you're really just delaying the inevitable." Codex points out and I realize I'm cornered.

"Shit, I'll admit when I'm beat. It's Oenone, happy?" I ask with another scowl as the doors to the store open for people to pile in and buy their expansion.

"Yes actually." she smiles kindly and watches the line move in a fairly slow manner. This is going to be a long day.