Author's Note: I do not own any of the characters from Legend of the Seeker.

This is my first fan fiction and all reviews, positive or negative, would be really appreciated.

Kristina woke up on a cold, stone floor. She looked around unsure of where she was or how she had gotten there. The last thing she remembered was that she was walking to her garden right outside the kitchen to get some herbs. Her father was having a dinner that night, and Kristina was helping the cooks prepare the food. How on earth did she get here? Kristina got up and walked around the room. It was a large cavern and it appeared to be underground. There were no windows and the only light came from a large globe hanging suspended in the air. The globe was clearly enchanted. This meant she was in the hands of a sorcerer. Kristina felt a shiver go down her spine. What could a sorcerer want with her? She walked around the cavern but could not find a door or a way out. She was trapped. She must have been teleported in here, but she bet there must be another way out; one that did not require magic.

Kristina looked around for an exit of some kind hidden in the walls. She had to try to escape. She could not just sit here and be a helpless victim. All of a sudden there was a flash of light and Kristina instinctively covered her eyes. The sorcerer appeared. He was tall, dark, and handsome with black hair and black eyes. His skin was tanned like her own. He had a proud beak nose and wore a black velvet clock despite the warm spring air. He began to walk toward her menacingly and Kristina sized him up, prepared for combat. He noticed her gesture and laughed but his laughter stopped when, out of nowhere, she struck and hit him right in the face. He wiped the blood from his nose and his eyes flashed. From his hands came a red burst of flame that singed Kristina's shoulder as she ducked, but his second burst hit her full force in the chest before she was able to right herself. Kristina was thrown backwards against a wall, narrowly missing an enormous bookshelf. She struggled to get up. She crawled under a table full of herbs before he could shoot out his next burst of flame.

She looked around. He had storage cabinets full of potions, plants and glass equipment; this must be a laboratory of sorts. He wouldn't want to damage any of it but that would not stop him from getting at her. After all he is a sorcerer and he can do all sorts of powerful magic. "What can I do?" she thought, I have no weapons except my fists.

Then Kristina saw a white trail of smoke coming towards her. A tendril floated under the table to where she crouched and wrapped around her ankle. Although it appeared to only be mist it was as strong as rope. It snaked its way up her leg and around her stomach. She struggled to free herself but it was of no use. Kristina was dragged out from under the table and lay at the feel of the sorcerer. "Well you put up a fight," he smirked. "I see I chose well."

"Who are you, and what do you want from me you bastard!" she shouted.

"You need to learn some respect girl." he said his voice dangerously soft. "Our lesson begins now." He walked over to a cabinet and took out a glass bottle filled with a dark green liquid. Kristina fought against her restraints but was unable to move as he walked over to her and pinched her nose closed. She closed her mouth, determined not to breathe so the sorcerer could not pour the liquid down her throat. Her lungs felt like they were about to burst and her vision became hazy. Kristina couldn't help it, she took a quick gasp of air, and the potion was forced into her mouth. The sorcerer kept her nose and mouth closed until she swallowed. Her insides felt like they were on fire and she let out a scream of pain. Kristina's body began to spasm and the sorcerer watched with a look of satisfaction as she lay writhing on the floor. After what felt like an eternity the pain ended. Kristina gasped for breath, her face shining with sweat.

"I have just given you a rare potion that contains my blood. Now I will know exactly where you are at all times. I will be able to sense your mood and send you dreams. I may be able to even read your thoughts especially if they are directed at me."

"I don't understand, why have you done this to me?"

"Well," he replied "this is my way of insuring that we will be linked so our mission will be successful."

"What do you want with me? What mission? I don't understand"

"You will find out when it is time."

"You don't think you will ever be able to get away with this do you? My father will go to the king and have the whole army sent after you. He is a powerful nobleman and when he finds me you will be burned at the stake."

The sorcerer laughed. "Your father isn't going to look for you. He doesn't even care that you are gone, in fact he sold you to me!" The words were like a punch in the stomach. For a moment Kristina couldn't breathe. She always knew her father didn't love her. Kristina's mother died giving birth to her and she knew her father blamed her for it. Her brothers were much older and mostly ignored her but she still couldn't believe her father would sell her like an animal.

"You liar!" she shouted.

The sorcerer slapped Kristina hard across the face. "I am tired of your impudence. From now on you will cooperate completely or else I will kill you and find someone else!" he threatened. "You will speak only when spoken to and follow my orders. Do you understand?"

She nodded. Kristina was still reeling from the thought that she was completely abandoned and at the mercy of this crazy man. The sorcerer raised his hand and Kristina was lifted a few inches off the floor. He muttered an incantation and a portion of the wall of the cave opened. "So that's how it's done." she thought, but she couldn't make out the words the sorcerer had said. He walked along the passageway with Kristina in tow and entered another room. It appeared to be his sleeping chambers, and the room was lit by a globe similar to the laboratory. There was a large bed with a canopy as well as a closet and a few chests of drawers. There was a curtain blocking off a corner of the room. The sorcerer put Kristina inside. She saw another, smaller bed and another cabinet. The sorcerer set her down, convinced that she wasn't going to try anything.

"You are to sleep in this corner and your clothes and things from home are here. You will be responsible for cooking the meals and keeping the rooms clean. There is a third room with a kitchen that can be accessed through this door." He motioned to an ordinary looking wooden door. "I will be giving you a sleeping draft each night so I can be sure you don't go sneaking around, and when you wake up you are to prepare breakfast. Any cleaning supplies you may need are also to be found in the kitchen. If you try anything I will know and you will be severely punished. My bed is surrounded by protective enchantments so do not go near it. The only room you will be able to access alone is the kitchen. Once you enter the kitchen you will not be able to leave it without me After all the food preparations are made and everything is spotless then your studies will begin. I expect you to commit to memory everything that I teach you. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes." she said, vowing to escape.

The sorcerer placed a basin of water next to her bed. Kristina sat on the mattress and was surprised at how soft it was. The sorcerer closed the curtains and readied for bed. Kristina faced the wall, her head resting in her hands. She still could not understand why he wanted her. What on earth was she supposed to do? He was bigger and stronger than she was and there was no way out of the cave. He would kill her unless she did what he said. She would follow along for now but sooner or later this would end. He has to leave the cave some time, she thought and if he ever takes me out with him I will get away.

The sorcerer handed her a vial of sleeping drought. "Drink." he commanded and she did. Kristina felt exhausted and her eyes began to close. The potion took effect and sleep claimed her.