(Authors note: Hey guys! This is my first none-anime related fanfiction that I have released. I know that I have yet to finish my others but I've wrote this whilst trying to come up with new ideas for my others.

I may seem too old, but I adore this show so much so I had to write a fanfic about it! Sorry if the canon characters seem OOC but I tried to keep them as in character as possible.)

"Is that the best you've got Jane?!" A male voice filled with mockery yelled.

"I'm going to cut that ego of yours down to size, beef brains!" A girl yelled in reply.

Jane Turnkey and Gunter Breech were too busy sparring and throwing insults at one and other to notice a hooded figure walking into the courtyard.

The figure cleared their throat politely.

Jane halted first to look over at the stranger.

"Yes! An opening!" Gunther smirked and went in for the win, when the stranger grabbed his wrist.

"Isn't it inadequate to strike your opponent whilst their backs are turned?" The voice was low, but feminine.

Gunther straightened up. "And you are?" He raised a brow.

"I'm here to see Sir Theodore? Is he around?" She asked, not quite answering his question.

"I shall go and get him for you." Jane bowed slightly and went to Theodore's quarters to inform him of a guest arriving.

"Thank you, miss!" The hooded stranger called after her. She went over and leaned on a wall, waiting for Jane and Theodore to return, completely ignoring Gunther's existence.

Gunter frowned, moving towards the figure. "I shall ask again, who are you?"

She looked up. "What's it to you, Sir Knight?" She asked.

Gunther stared slightly, catching a glimpse of dazzling blue eyes. Then he recalled how she addressed him. He cleared his throat. "I am not yet a knight, miss. I am merely a knight in training, as is Jane, the girl I was sparring with." He added.

She nodded. "My name is Sofia. What shall I call you, sir?"

"My name is Gunther." He replied.

She smiled slightly, although he couldn't see it under the darkness of her hood. "Gunther? A fitting name for a knight, I think. Jane is a strong name too. It's refreshing to see that girls are accepted as apprentices too."

Gunther was blushing slightly. "Yes, Jane is a strong girl and she would make a good knight. I may insult her, but she is strong and a good ally of mine." He added.

Sofia nodded. "That's a nice thing to say about your fellow squire."

"Miss! I have brought Sir Theodore upon your request!" Jane ran back into the courtyard, followed by an older man with black hair.

Sofia stood straight and bowed to the man. "Sir Theodore. I hope you received my letter."

Theodore stared at the hooded girl. "Sofia, is it?"

"Yes, sir." She bowed her head.

"Well, it's a pleasure meeting again you again, at last." He stepped forward and held out his hand.

She took his hand and shook it. "The pleasure is mine, sir."

"To have such a skilled fighter within our castle, I am sure the king and queen will be most pleased." Theodore grinned, then looked to a confused Jane and Gunther. "Jane, Gunther. I'd like you to meet a very special person. This is Sofia, she is a Knight in her own right. I encountered her whilst I fought bandits in a neighbouring town."

"Please, sir. For I have not been knighted, therefore I am not a knight." Sofia stated. "Although I do like to protect what I hold dear."

"We'll have all the formalities sorted by the end of the week." Theodore patted her shoulder.

Sofia took down her hood and bowed to the two squires. "A pleasure to be working with you."

Gunther and Jane stared at the beauty that stood before them.

She had waist-length raven black hair and blue eyes that looked like the ocean.

Jane stepped up and shook Sofia's hand. "Wonderful to meet another female knight! I'm so happy I'm not the only one within the court anymore." She grinned and shot a sly glance towards Gunther.

Gunther gave a curt nod, having already introduced himself beforehand.

"Jane, Sofia will be sharing your room until we find her more suitable sleeping arrangements, is that fine with you?" Theodore added.

Jane grinned and nodded. "Of course!"

"Thank you." Sofia smiled.

"Gunther, why are you dawdling around lad? There's weapons to polish!" A gruff Scottish accent called out.

Sofia looked over her shoulder to the source of the voice.

Out came a stout looking man with red hair and beard.

"I'll be right on it, Sir Ivon!" Gunther replied. He glanced towards Sofia and bowed his head again. "I look forward to sparring with you."

"Sir Theodore, who is this lass?" Ivon asked his comrade.

Theodore cleared his throat. "This is Sofia, our new knight. Once the terms are settled with the King." He added.

Ivon crossed his thick muscular arms over his chest. "Another girl knight, eh? Are you the rogue that Sir Theodore mentioned? The one that helped him with the bandits a few months back?"

Sofia nodded, clearly not enjoying the spotlight. "I wasn't that much help. Just knocked out a couple of bandits."

"You saved my life, Sofia. Don't dampen the great deed you have done for me with modesty."

"With all respect, I didn't do it totally out of selflessness, Sir." She said in a quiet voice.

"Oh?" Ivon raised a brow.

"One of the men within that group had stolen something very important to me, I was merely getting back what was mine. Saving Sir Theodore was part of a chain reaction upon my actions for my own gain. I am happy that I saved a good man, but it wasn't my reason for fighting the bandits." Sofia added.

Theodore chuckled. "Honesty, that makes a good knight. If that was all, why did you agree to come and join the court?"

Sofia looked down. "I have nowhere else to go to be honest."

"Well, you're very welcome here, young Sofia!" A noble voice rang out.

Everyone but Sofia turned towards it and bowed.

Sofia looked over her shoulder.

"I am Caradoc, the King of Kippernium." He introduced himself.

She turned fully and bowed. "Excuse me for neglecting to recognise you, my King." She said clearly.

He chuckled. "That is quite alright."

She straightened up. "I look forward to working for you and swear my allegiance to the kingdom and yourself."

He clapped his hands. "Lovely! Where might your sword be, Miss Sofia? I do not see one on your belt."

Sofia lifted her cloak. "One of your guards at the gate told me to hand over all my weapons." She stated. "He's very well trained. He even guessed that there was a dagger hidden within my clothing."

"I will have him return your things at once." He smiled and called the guard over.

"Here you go, young miss." The guard handed a large sack to Sofia.

Sofia bowed her head and swung the sack over her shoulder.

"If you'd please, Miss Sofia, could you demonstrate your strength by sparring with Sir Ivon?" The King requested.

Sofia looked around her, before training her eyes on the Scottish knight. "If Sir Ivon doesn't object to it, I would be honoured." She said.

Ivon's eyes widened. "Me?! I would flatten the poor lass with my brute strength alone."

Sofia laughed. "With all respect, Sir Ivon, strength isn't the only key factor to winning a fight."

Gunther was staring at the beautiful woman looking at his mentor straight in the eye with no fear once so ever.

Sir Ivon cleared his throat. "Well then, let's see you prove it, Lady Knight." He went to get two wooden swords.

Sofia took a ribbon from her wrist and tied her hair into an over the shoulder braid. She undid the tie on her cloak and removed it. She looked to Jane. "Could you hold this, Jane?" She asked kindly.

Jane took the cloak. It was really warm. She stared at the attire that her new companion was wearing.

Sofia wore a tight fitting black shirt that only had one sleeve on her right arm, which went to her wrist, the other left her arm exposed, from shoulder downwards. She also wore tight fitting black pants and black knee high boots.

Sofia had a well-developed bust, and she had distinct curves, lean and defined arm and leg muscles. Jane could see definition on her stomach too, through her shirt.

Jane was awe-struck at the beauty, she indeed looked like a warrior. She noticed a mark on Sofia's exposed shoulder. She frowned. It looked like one of Dragon's ruins, but she couldn't be sure. She would consult Dragon himself about it. She glanced over to see Gunther's reaction.

Gunther had his eyes averted away from Sofia, a light dusting of pink visible on his cheeks.

Ivon came back and handed Sofia a wooden sword. He looked visibly impressed in her strong appearance. "You ready, lass?" He asked.

Sofia nodded and followed him to the sparring circle.

"Alright, first to be disarmed or fall over loses." Theodore said.

Sofia took her battle stance.

A rather relaxed stance, if Jane says so herself.

They circled each other for a few steps before Ivon lunged forward, sword at the ready.

Sofia merely dodged it, before blocking the next swing. Her knees bent slightly to withstand the strength of the blow. She countered with several quick swings. Then she swung her leg up, kicking Sir Ivon behind the knee, resulting in the knight landing on his rear.

The king laughed. "Good, very amusing Miss Sofia!" He clapped.

Sofia shrugged and offered her hand out to Ivon, who took it gratefully.

"That was a sly move lass." He chuckled.

"It's not like a real enemy would play fair." She remarked. She returned to Jane to retrieve her cloak. "Thank you, Jane." She muttered.

"That was great, you were so fast!" Jane replied excitedly.

"Jane is right, Miss Sofia! I am very happy to have you in my court. Now I'll let you get settled. Good day to all of you." The king said.

Everyone bowed in response.

"So, what weapons did the guard confiscate from you?" Jane asked, gesturing the sack at Sofia's feet.

Sofia shrugged. "Swords, daggers, bow and arrows, a whip, a set of throwing knives." She knelt by the sack and took out said weapons.

Ivon's eyes glittered at the mention of all the variety of weapons the girl possesses. "Do you know how to use half of that, lass?" He picked up a sword and examined the craftsmanship.

Sofia nodded, strapping holsters to her arm and thigh. "When you've lived alone most of your life, you need to know how to defend yourself."

"What about your parents?" Gunther asked without thinking.

Sofia met his eyes. "I don't remember having any." She slid a dagger into the holster strapped to her thigh and her throwing knives in the holster on her arm. She looked to Jane. "Where will I sleep? I'd like to store my weapons somewhere safe."

Jane nodded. "Follow me."

Alone in Jane's tower, Sofia dropped her sack on the floor in the corner.

"You can use this chest to store anything special." Jane gestured towards the large mahogany chest at the end of her bed.

Sofia nodded. "Thank you."

"And you will be sleeping in this hammock, if that is alright with you." She added.

Sofia nodded again. "At least I have shelter." She dropped her cloak onto the hammock and sat down. "Thank you for sharing your accommodation with me."

Jane sat on her bed. "Um... I need to warn you about something, you see... there is a-"

"Dragon who resides in the mountains and that he works for the king and is your friend? I know all about it." Sofia cut in. She didn't seem fazed by the fact.

Jane stared. "Um... okay, I guess that Sir Theodore informed you about Dragon."

Sofia shrugged. "Word like that gets around."

"So, are you hungry? Pepper, our cook, will be preparing lunch for us." Jane added, trying to lighten the tension.

Sofia smiled and nodded. "Let's go."