Disclaimer: I do not own anything from victorious. If I did that last episode with Jade and Tori would not have been just a "play date"
Noise from the market place spread through the streets of Westfairyon. The shouts of merchants filled the ears of an unknown cloaked stranger.
"Apples! Nice juice apples" a merchant shouted as the stranger walked past his cart
'Don't mind if I do' the stranger thought while maneuvering an apple inconspicuously away from the vender.
The stranger continued through the crowd of the downs people while consuming the apple that met the merchant's standards.
It warmed the stranger's heart to see a town where the children played, the mothers shopped, and the fathers worked. It had been a while since the stranger had seen such a town. So long that the last one seen by the stranger was six winters ago.
The stranger took in the sounds of the peaceful town until hearing one sound that stuck out from the rest. The stranger turned when the sound made itself known once again. The stranger became intrigued with finding the source of the sound, a loud yelp from a young boy being held at the wrist by a rich looking man.
"How dare you, you little thief" the rich man said, "I shall have your hand!"
The men pulled out a dagger, and after raising it high to be brought it down to meet the young boy's wrist. Out of fear the boy closed his eyes preparing himself for the pain to come.
"Is there a problem here" the boy heard
Opening his eyes the boy could see a cloaked stranger holding the wrist of the man. Automatically the boy searched for the vicious blade which ended up being mere centimeters away from his arm.
"It doesn't concern you boy" the rich man replied
"Maybe I could find an alternative peaceful solution" the stranger offered
"This boy stole from me it's as simple as that" the man protested before raising the blade again.
"Are you sure?" the stranger countered
"What?" the man paused at the stranger's words
"How do you know it was him?"
"I saw him!" the man stated offended by the fact he was being questioned.
The rich man looked over the young stranger. The man came to the assumption that the stranger was a young man because even though he looked fit and strong he still had a feminine voice and a slim figure. He must have been a traveler because he wore pants, boots, and a cloak that were all nature colors; perfect for hiding and hunting. He could not see the young man's face however because it was covered by the cloak's hood.
"Sir, you may have seen him do something. But do you have the proof that he took anything?" the stranger stated.
"You dare question me?" the man shouted fully offended
"I just don't want to have you me put in an embarrassing position if you should find this new found handless boy, never stole anything. What exactly did he steal?"
"My money bag," the man answered
"A purple one, gold trim about yay big" the stranger asked gesturing with his hands "about 30 gold pieces in it?"
The man showed his confusion about how the stranger knew that much about the missing item.
"Yes" the man phrased with his confusion spilling into his voice
"Looks something like this?" The stranger asked with a smirk while holding up said object
The man's confusion grew as he tried to contemplate words to express.
"Sir, you never need to look for a thief, they will surely find you"
"GET HIM!" the man exclaimed as his guards chased after the stranger.
With a taunting laugh the stranger sped around the market place. The stranger jumped off of shopping carts, dodged guards, and dove through openings.
"Come on guys" the stranger goaded while maneuvering away from the guards. "If my mother can catch me you sure can" the stranger laughed before climbing in top of a roof. "And she's an old woman"
After running along the roof tops the stranger managed to allude the guards for a short period of time.
Mean While…
"Are you going to be ok until tomorrow?" the brown haired girl asked her red headed friend.
"Yeah, I should be fin. Your medicine always helps me feel better" the red head answered before coughing
"Ok, well I'll be back tomorrow morning. Just try and get some sleep" the brown haired girl instructed as she made her way out the door.
As soon as the girl closed the door of the house she felt a sudden hand pressing itself against her mouth. She could not see the owner of the hand do to the thick dark shadow the arch over the door casted.
What most people don't know about this girl is that she is an enchantress. The girl opened up her hand and in doing so she conjured a bright light. The bright glow of the girl's hand illuminated the stranger's face.
The girl looked upon the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen. The stranger wore a dark green cloak with a hood over their head. The stranger's strong figure could help her pass for a boy just as long as they didn't see her face.
The stranger and the girl both stared at each other as the stranger slowly removed her hand from the girl's mouth.
"Get him!" at the guard's sudden voice the girl quickly closed her hand.
"Don't let him get away!" another guard shouted before the stranger sprang into action again.
It didn't take long for the stranger to get away once again. She sought refuge in a small stable. Hiding behind one of the few horses, she removed her hood, hopping she was lucky enough that none of the guards had seen her face.
She hid for a moment in silence until she heard whistling approaching closer and closer. She tried to hide the best she could, but was soon spotted by the owner of the whistling sound.
"Who are you?" the man asked
He was an older man but not that old. He had white hair but still had the thick brown locks he had most of his life.
At the sound of his voice the stranger brought her finger to her lips to shush him.
Before the man could question anything he noticed a group of guards pass his stables obviously looking for someone. As the girl attempted to hide more the man came to his conclusion.
"Are those men looking for you young one?" the man asked
The stranger just replied with an insecure smile.
"May I ask why?" the man asked
"I saved an innocent boy from a fate no one else would have stopped." The stranger answered
"Ah" the man sounded quietly. "Then you may stay here as long as you see fit." The man stated with a generous smile.
"Thank you" the stranger replied before pausing for a moment then continuing "do you have any children, Sir?"
"Yes, I do, two sons"
"I bet they are both strong." The stranger commented.
"Well one is, but the other is still very creative and smart"
"Then he is strong as well, one of muscle and the other in the mind. There is more than one way to be strong. They could accomplish anything if they work together. I'm sure they are both brave"
"Yes they are, very much actually"
"Then you are a very rich and lucky man to have such sons in your family to carry out your name."
"Thank you" the man replied
"But I wonder sir, do your sons eat every night?"
"Yes"
"Do you?" the stranger asked
After a short pause the man answered "No, no I do not"
The stranger stood from her hiding place and walked toward the man. "Tell me sir, how much for a horse?"
"Four silver pieces for the one behind you" he replied pointing at the brown horse that the stranger was hiding behind
The stranger nodded her head and pulled out the rich man's small bag. "Four silver?" the stranger asked for clarification
"Yes" the kind man replied as he watched the stranger take out four gold pieces. "I said 'silver' not gold" the man commented
"I know" the stranger replied as she pocketed the four pieces and handed the man the bag
The kind man's confused eyes grew wide when he opened the bag. "There has got to me over twenty pieces of gold in here" he stated as the stranger mounted the horse.
"Twenty-six I believe" the stranger said before making two clicking sounds causing the horse to walk forward beside the man. "Burn the bag and if any guards ask, I stole this horse" the stranger instructed as she pulled her hood over her head. "I wish you and your sons' happiness." The Stanger phrased before clicking three times for the horse to run.
The man was left shocked and grateful for whoever that stranger was "may your god bless you" he said
"There he is! Get him!" guards shouted as the stranger rode out of the market place.
She reached into her pocket for the four pieces of gold, and dropped them at the feet of the boy she saved as she passed him before exiting through the gates.
With wide eyes the boy picked them up before watching his savior ride away on his brown steed.
"Thank you" the boy shouted hoping the stranger could hear him.
'Just another day in Westfairyon' the Stranger thought to herself as she rode further into the woods with a smile.
Well what did you think? I've thought about doing something like this for a while and finally decided to sit down and write it. Tell me what you think. Should I continue?