Author's Note: (How it all begin) It started off with a few silly RP rounds with a couple of friends on twitter. Then it became exciting, so I decided to make an RP account for it, and then one thing led to the other. Why inclusion of OUAT characters, you ask? I love the show, and there are just some amazing RP/Parody accounts out there. If anyone's interested, I can/will include the other RP accounts mine interacts with ;)

Fair warning: Many accounts that I'd interacted with are at least part parody, mine included. Humour is part of the package. I try to write the characters as close to the show and as close to how it is portrayed on the twitter accounts as possible.

This chapter is an introduction of how it all began, not RP'd. #ItIsAllInMyHead

She twirled the Atma dagger absent-mindedly, her thoughts lingering back to the moment she buried her weapon into the back of the man who took her father's life. That moment of satisfaction was glorious, yet short lived. Karina was right-revenge doesn't heal anything. But least it granted her the rightful honour to bring justice to her father's death. Her grip around the dagger tightened at the regret of never knowing her mother's assailant-she knew just exactly what happened to women captured by the cannibals. Samsara shut her eyes tight, willing the thoughts away. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.

A shadow moved beside her and she caught the glimpse of Karina from her peripheral vision. She draw in a deep breath and adjusted her stance, expecting her leader to move closer. But Karina stayed a safe distance behind, leaving Samsara plenty of personal space.

"It's time," Karina said softly.

The blonde amazon dipped her head and let out an inaudible sigh. She knew exactly what Karina meant-to let go.

"I can't." she said. "I don't..."

Sensing Karina nearing, she stood up and moved away just as the brunette was about to lay a hand on her shoulder. Without looking back, Samsara slid her knife into a boot and the Atma dagger into her belt loop.

"We are having goat tonight." Karina informed. She has seen this behaviour one too many times, and it was best to let the amazon be. Samsara nodded wordlessly and exited the cave. She needed fresh air and Karina had instructed her to dispose the Atma so it won't fall into the wrong hands-two birds, one stone.

An aimless walk led her to nothing but green fields of scattered apple trees. She stopped by one with a branch just low enough to reach for an apple. That was when the Atma dagger glowed bright green. Shielding her eyes from the blinding light with one hand, Samsara wrestled the dagger out of the belt loop. At contact, the earth shifted and swept her off her feet. With nothing to hold on to, Samsara tightened her grip around the Atma and held on as the darkness around her swirled.

Then it all stopped. The dizziness calmed and Samsara regained her senses-first of the wet grass on her back.

"What in the..." a chirpy, high pitched voice was heard. She cracked open her eyes, squinting against the sunlight. Everything looked different-for one, the trees around were much closer together. The blurry, blonde haired figure cleared and she turned just slightly to her companion. She was clad in black leather, boots, steel... Samsara's hand went straight to the knife in her boot, then lay a hand instinctively on her Atma dagger. That was when she noticed-it was gone.

She drew her weapon out without skipping a beat and leaps to her feet, glancing back and forth between the blonde and her companion-clearly a warrior.

"Where is it?" She demanded.

As though a routinized dance, the warrior placed herself in front of the blonde and held her hands up defensively. "Calm down, Samsara. We found you here," she spoke slowly. "We are just as confused as you are."

Samsara frowned and tilted her head at the two, the tip of her knife's blade aimed at the warrior steadily.

"My name is Xena," the warrior spoke, as though reading Samsara's mind. "And this is Gabrielle, an amazon, like you."

Samsara lowered her weapon slowly, eying the two up and down.

"We are from your future," Gabrielle explained, taking a cautious step towards Samsara. "Something must have happened for you to end up here. You said you lost something, what is it?"

A realization struck Xena. "It must be..."

"The Atma dagger," they both said in unison.

"It must have gotten ripped off when it transported you here." Xena explained. "We will find a shaman to return you to your time."

"Wait," Gabrielle laid a hand on Xena's arm. "Xena, what if she's sent her for a reason?"

Another voice chimed in before the warrior could answer, a voice too familiar for comfort.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Samsara turned and as their eyes met, both let out a gasp and took a battling stance. Both Xena and Gabrielle wedged themselves between the two, weapons poised. The warrior's blue eyes widen with warning and impatience, glancing from Samsara to the new comer slowly.

"Just. Calm. Down." she instructed through gritted teeth.

"Wow," Gabrielle muttered and nudged the dark warrior with an elbow without turning to her. "I never thought of the resemblance until now. Xena, could Ephiny be Samsara's descendant?"

Xena shook her head. "Possible, but unlikely. Samsara belongs to the Northern Amazon. While Amazons travel, it is too far to where Ephiny's tribe originated. This is like..."

"With you, and Meg, and-" Gabrielle started rambling off, drawing an eye-roll out from the warrior.

Samsara glances between the bantering duo and then waved her knife in the air to get their attention.

"How do you know she's not an evil shaman?"

"What?!" Ephiny exclaimed at the accusation, receiving Xena's hand on her shoulder immediately-a calming gesture. Gabrielle stepped closer, her defensive stance relaxed.

"Don't you feel it? If you calm your heart, you will know that I am right."

Samsara swallowed, taking in a few deep breaths and stole awkward glances at Ephiny before returning her gaze to Gabrielle with a firm nod.

"You're with us now, Samsara," Xena said, eyes betraying her amusement of the likeness between Samsara and Ephiny.

"Why?"

"I'm sure you are here for a reason, Samsara. And we found you for a reason, I can feel it." Gabrielle explained, a smile tugging at her lips.

At the mention of Samsara's name, Ephiny turned to Xena and mouthed it questioningly, eyes widened. The warrior waved a hand dismissively, an indication that Gabrielle will fill her in later.

"Besides, we know the land and it's not like you have anything else to do." Xena added with a casual shrug.

Samsara hesitated, eyes darting from amazon to warrior to amazon, then back to the warrior. Finally, she slit the knife back into its sheath.

"Fine," she said, taking a step towards them. Xena's smug smile turned into a grin and engaged Samsara to an amazon handshake. The dark haired warrior then wrapped an arm around Samsara's shoulder while the other two blonds chattered away, more likely than not about Samsara's life story.

"You'll love it. We're not a tribe, there's no hierarchy, no one to obey to, just your own morals and dignity to follow." Xena explained, leading the way with her horse in tow. "First stop, the tavern..."