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A cool breeze washed over the plains, making the tall grass whisper as it bent over to one side. A lone robed figure laid in the middle of the plains. She opened her eyes, and then immediately squinted them and moved her hands to try and block out the bright sun. Slowly, she sat up, and looked around.

"Ugh, my head," she groaned to herself, "I feel as if I just got hit over the head." Still sluggishly looking around, the girl seemed to be trying to remember something.

"What's my name…," she thought to herself. It was a mystery to her why she couldn't recall her name, and she slowly started to go into a panicked state, thinking that maybe she didn't have a name.

-Of course you have a name, silly one-

"My name is Kaitlyn…" she declared slowly and quietly, as if making sure it felt right. Then slowly, she closed her eyes and fell back asleep.

Kaitlyn woke up, but she didn't open her eyes. She just wanted to lie there in the warmth and comfort. After a couple minutes, she realized that she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, and decided that she might as well get up. After she opened her eyes, she saw the roof of a small house, instead of the open skies she expected. As she continued to survey her surroundings, she noticed that she was in a bed, and that she wasn't alone in the house.

Sitting by a fire pit structure, there sat a girl with long teal hair done up in a pony tail and a sword by her side. Kaitlyn tensed up against the potential threat, ready to attack if needed. Even though the girl didn't seem like one to attack suddenly, Kaitlyn felt that she should be cautious.

"You woke up!" exclaimed the girl with a bright smile on her face. "I was worried when I found you unconscious in the plains," she explained further, with the kind smile still on her face. "My name is Lyn, and I am from the Lorca tribe. Don't worry, you are safe here." She paused slightly, and then asked, "I'm assuming that you have a name that I can call you by…?"

This brought back the memories of the plains and her incident with her name. Then she realized that the voice that spoke to her wasn't her own. She was about to dive into thought about it, when she noticed that the girl, Lyn, was still looking at her. "I'll have to delve into that later," she vowed to herself.

"My name is Kaitlyn," she muttered, still not completely trusting this stranger. However, she did relax a bit; concluding that an enemy wouldn't have gone to the trouble of putting her in a bed, and that if Lyn had wanted to hurt her, she could have done so while she slept.

"Kaitlyn? That's a strange name… Oh, sorry! It's not a bad name, per say, it's just a unique one," Lyn explained. "I can see by your clothes that you are a traveler. What brings you all the way out to the Sacrea plains?" she questioned.

After some debating, Kaitlyn was going to tell her that she was traveling to become a better tactician, when there was a clanging noise out in the distance, followed by a grunt. Both Lyn and Kaitlyn's eyes flew to the door.

"What was that? Hold on I'm going to go check it out. You stay here, seeing as how you may not be fully recovered yet," Lyn yelled as she ran out the door, her hand clenching her sword handle. After a few moments she ran back in, eyes wide and sword partially unsheathed.

"Bandits," she exclaimed, "They must have come down from the Bern Mountains! However, it didn't look like there were many of them, so I think that I can hold my own against them. You stay here, and you'll be safe." She was about to run out again when Kaitlyn yelled, "Wait!"

Lyn turned around, obviously wanting to dash off as soon as possible. Kaitlyn didn't even know why she had stopped this stranger, but any mistrust that she had had was now replaced with worry. "I want to go with you," Kaitlyn pleaded.

Lyn's eyes got wide, and she asked, "Why? You are in no condition to fight, and I don't want you to get in harm's way. Just stay here and I'll be back quicker than you'll know it." She was about to take off again when Kaitlyn got up and started to run towards her. While her legs were still a little unstable and she nearly fell, she managed to catch herself and stand next to Lyn.

"I don't need to fight, I'm a tactician," she explained. "I will help you to make sure that YOU won't get hurt. Don't worry about me; I'll stay out of the immediate fight." She looked at Lyn. Lyn paused for a second, judging the situation.

"Tactician by trade? That's a bit odd. But if you are confident that you won't get hurt and you can help, then I'll let you come. But we must hurry now! Let's go," she yelled over her shoulder as she started running, but there was no need to, because Kaitlyn was already running behind her.

After a moment, they stopped on a hill. There they saw two bandits running amuck and attacking people. While some people did try to stop them, their pitchforks and other tools were no match for the bandit's axes. Luckily, the bandits didn't seem intent on killing them yet; they were just injuring them so that they wouldn't be able to fight back.

Lyn scowled and turned toward Kaitlyn. "Listen, stay close to me and I'll protect you. Now if you have any advice, just tell me." With that she paused to see if Kaitlyn had understood and to see if she had anything. But Kaitlyn was only half listening; she was scanning the enemies to see if she could find anything.

First thing that she saw was that both of the bandits were similar in rank and age, but judging by the fact that one had less scars scars and the bigger satchel that the other one had, that he was the leader, if only just. She was worried about him, because the less scars meant that he was a better fighter. So she switched her focus to the other one, who was closer anyway.

"The one closer to us has thick furs on, which will slow him down. Also, he has an axe on him, so your sword should have an advantage over that. Finally, it looks like he has bandages on his axe-wielding arm indicating some injury, although whether it was an accident or from fighting I can't tell. The bandage, combined with the furs should slow him down enough to be able to dispose of him fairly easily," Kaitlyn explained as quickly as possible.

Lyn stared at her for a second, and then she recovered and yelled, "I hope you're right! Let's go!" Together they ran forward, and Lyn drew her sword. The motion caught the bandit's attention, and he started to run forward.

When they got close, the bandit swung his axe over his head and brought it down for an executioner-style chop. But he was slowed down from the furs and injury, as Kaitlyn predicted. This created an opportunity for Lyn to swing her sword up to catch the bottom of the axe, and then swing it around. After the axe had left his hand, Lyn quickly disposed of the bandit.

This however, caught the second bandit's attention, and he also started to run towards the pair. Kaitlyn quickly analyzed the bandit. He had many less scars then the first, and seemed to have fewer furs, so while he was slowed, it was insignificant. While looking for any more details, she spotted his weapon. It had chips in it all along the wooden handle, probably from strikes he managed to block with his axe. However, there were so many that they had started to carve away at the wood.

Kaitlyn yelled quickly to Lyn, "His handle is weak! A strong blow should be able to make it useless, and then you'll be able to strike!" Lyn nodded and then she held her sword at the ready as the bandit approached. Then when he was just about to get Lyn into his attack range, she ran forward at him.

But ran wasn't quite the word to use, seeing as how it didn't accurately describe how fast she moved. She moved so fast that it was hard to follow her, and Kaitlyn was sure that if she hadn't been that close and if her eyes weren't as good as they were, it would almost look like she had disappeared entirely. She swung at the bandit and stopped a few meters later. At almost the same time, the bandit's axe snapped in half, and blood sprayed from his chest. He looked at his chest in disbelief, and turned around to look at Lyn, and he managed to struggle out, "How…?" before he kneeled down, and then fell to the ground, dead.

Lyn panted and put her sword away. When Lyn looked at Kaitlyn, she could see that she was just as surprised at what had happened as she was, but just trying to hide that. But she failed, and both smiled and started to laugh. But then they heard a groan come from the village, and so they ran towards it.

After helping out the villagers get their things back and helped the wounded, they went back to Lyn's round hut, a "ger" as Lyn explained. There they both ate a quick meal, and decided to sleep.

The next morning when Kaitlyn got up, Lyn was already awake and making breakfast for them. "Good morning Kaitlyn! That fight yesterday must have taken a lot out of you, you were so fast asleep that I feared that you might be dead!" They both laughed and Lyn gave Kaitlyn some breakfast. After they had finished eating, Lyn set down her bowl. "So Kaitlyn," she began hesitantly, "I have to ask you something." After a slight moment, Kaitlyn nodded consent and motioned for her to continue. Lyn paused again and then continued, "After yesterday it became rather obvious that you have some experience in the ways of… well war. And I just wanted to ask… can I join you?" She asked, getting gradually faster and louder, until at the end she nearly shouted.

Kaitlyn looked at her for a moment, taking into full account that they had literally just met yesterday, and now Lyn trusted her enough to ask if she could travel together. It was astounding progress, and Kaitlyn knew how hard it must have been for her to ask that. Still, Kaitlyn wanted to make sure that this wasn't just some spur of the moment. "Umm, shouldn't you ask your parents or something like that," she asked.

At that, Lyn's eyes turned sad, and she looked off to the side and started to stare. "My parents… have been dead for six months now. My tribe, Lorca, was attacked by bandits. There were so many of them… anyway my father, the chieftain, tried to fight them off, but…" she trailed off and just stopped for a minute. Then she came back to the present and continued. "My people, they were old fashioned, and I was not only young in their eyes, but they also refused to follow a girl into battle. In the end… well, I was the only one to escape. I am the last of my people." At that, she looked like she wanted to cry.

But then her eyes became solid and she straightened her back and continued. "I will cry no more. No more tears of mine will be shed. But I must become stronger, so that I can live and avenge my father's… no, my people's death. Yesterday, I realized that I won't get any stronger staying inside by myself. So please, take me with you, so that we may both become stronger," she pleaded to Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn paused for a moment to think, and then smiled and stated, "I'd be happy to have you come!" Lyn stared at her in disbelief for a second and then smiled even bigger then she had when Kaitlyn had first woken up the day before. She laughed and thanked Kaitlyn over and over, until she decided that she had better pack.

While Lyn packed some clothes for her and some of her older ones for Kaitlyn, Kaitlyn sat thinking, only sometimes coming out of her trance to say whether or not she liked something. While she was thinking, she thought back to the voice that she heard in the plains. After thinking for a moment and confirming that she didn't recognize the voice in anyway and couldn't think of anyone who could have said it, she concluded that there was nothing she could do about it. "Whatever that voice is, it doesn't matter now. I can't spend all my time thinking about something that I can't know." And with that, she got up, and went over to help Lyn pack. Whatever the future held for Kaitlyn, she knew that it was going to be interesting.

First chapter of first fic: Complete! This turned out much longer then I expected, and according to people who beta'd it, a lot better than we all expected, so hoorah! I hope that this becomes easier as it goes on, because it was hard, although not as hard as I expected. Also, don't be too shocked if the length goes down a bit, and don't be surprised if it goes up a bit either. It could honestly go either way, especially seeing how I haven't done this before... anyway, I'll try to update as soon as possible, although I'm not going to promise any date right now because I'm in the writing mood right now so I might get to work on the next chapter, but if I have stuff to do then I could easily pass any date that I set. Right now I'm hoping for the weekend at the latest, but don't hold me to that! Please review, and get ready for a journey.

-King35763

By the way, I'll be putting quotes here in future chaps, because I really liked when Cormag did that, so I will do the same unless people are like STOP QUOTING.