Summary: Devilyn is an inter-dimensional "peacekeeper", in her dimension, that basically makes her an assassin. When her dimension's main troublemaker, Klarion, is her target things get personal. Klarion leads her to a dimension she has never been to and it is obvious Klarion has enemies and friends there. When the Team mistakes Devi's energy signature for Klarion's, they investigate. Covertly. Not. Naturally things go wrong. Devi befriends them and they help her track Klarion. But what isn't she telling them? Just what is that personal problem that makes her so angry at Klarion? Will she ever be able to confront him without killing him?

Prologue

Unknown dimension

Sometime during the night

The Whitch family household was quiet. Everyone outside knew something wasn't right. Everyone inside thought he wasn't home. He was. They just didn't know it yet. The misses of the house was asleep upstairs in the room across from her daughter. Mr. Whitch was on the couch downstairs. He had been banned from the bedroom because he snored too loudly and woke the baby. The only daughter knew something was going to happen that night and only pretended to be asleep. Then she heard something coming from downstairs.

Creeeeeeaak

The loose floorboard! There was someone in the house! No there isn't. She told herself. It's just dad going to the bathroom or getting a glass of water. Still, she was not reassured. Then she heard someone or something coming up the stairs. No. It can't be him. It can't be! The door that had been slightly open before now started moving slowly inward. No no no, please no! A shadow came over the floor from the pale moonlight outside. I'm dead. I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead.

"Mrow"

She let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. It was just Tikal, the family cat, looking for attention. Wait, but he took Tikal with him! Fear began rising in her chest and threatened to morph into panic. No! I refuse to let my fear control me again. Slowly, she got up and advanced on the demonic cat. She tried not to make any threatening moves for fear of startling it and alerting him to her prescense. She succeeded in making it to the door and peeking out. All clear. She slowly made her way to the master bedroom, avoiding all the loose floorboards. She made it to the door and slowly pushed it open. She looked inside. She screamed.

*P+A+G+E+B+R+E+A+K*

Devilyn Whitch awoke with a start. She was lying in her cot at the base camp that she called home for so many years. It was just a dream. She said to herself. No, a memory. The worst memory of my life.

"Devi come on, you're going to be late for training!" called her (more than a friend but less than a boyfriend) buddy Ashton. "I'm coming! Just give me a minute." She called back. She climbed out of bed and ran over to her trunk in the corner of the tent. She quickly pulled out a 'used to be white' tank top and an old pair of jean shorts and threw them on. She threw a glance in the mirror just to be sure that her too short (according to her best friend Kimali) brown hair didn't have grease in it. Mrs. Damerman would have her head if she showed up late and with messy hair.

Devi ran out of the tent flap and nearly knocked over Ashton. "Come on! Hurry!" He said, obviously in a rush. They ran as fast as they could toward the dining hall where class was usually held. Once inside, Devilyn spotted Kimali sitting on one of the picnic tables in the far corner of the large structure. Once seated, Devi looked around the familiar place. There were six rows of three tables under a slanted roof with a large kitchen at one end. There were no walls, just four support beams at the corners, and two on opposite sides in the middle.

Everyone was acting strange. The usual chaos of breakfast was gone, replaced by soft whispering and occasional glances toward the three friends. "What's going on?" Devi asked in a soft voice. Just then, the headmistress Mrs. Damerman entered the room, silencing any conversations still going on. "Attention please. Now, most of you may have heard what is going on at the capital, but regardless, we will carry on as if nothing is happening. If you have any concerns, please feel free to confront me about them. Dismissed." And she left. The hall suddenly erupted with conversation. Devilyn caught bits and pieces of some.

"-if there are-"

"-coming here-"

"-looking for her-"

"What are they talking about?" Devi asked Kimali. "I don't know, must be something in the newspaper" Kimali replied. "Well, maybe I need to get a copy of one".

Later that day Devi had a break, and went looking for a paper. Whenever she passed people, they would give her strange looks, almost like they knew something bad was going to happen. When she finally found a paper, she picked it up and looked at the front page story. Her eyes grew wide as she began to read.

Dimensional Troublemaker Returns

The dimension may be in danger again as the killer of the Whitch family was seen portal jumping from another dimension yesterday at noon. The Whitch family incident happened three years ago Tuesday. As far as anyone knows, there were no survivors of the family, but the bodies of the oldest girl and her brother were never found. Chaos, as the media is calling him, has caused trouble many other times and is a wanted criminal. Authorities are urging anyone with information on the killer to report it immediately. The killer is highly trained in spellcasting and chaos. He is very dangerous and must be contained. More on page three.

After finishing the story, Devi immediately ran to the headmistress's office to confront her about it. When she arrived, she was greeted by a guard dog sleeping on the porch of the small cabin. She burst through the door, startling the dog who let out a half whimper half bark at being awoken so suddenly.

"Why didn't you tell me?!"