Authors Note: Let me explain the concept of this. Rose and Erin will tell stories of their days in the Huntsclan, it will be about pretty much anything. It should go on for a while. I had this idea to use all of my unused plotlines for Anything and Everything Remnant. I hope you do enjoy this and each chapter should take a single story that they have, and they'll be a hell of a lot of them I can assure you. Enjoy!

Anything and Everything: Secrets of the Huntsclan

DJ was truly an amazing kid, Erin reflected, he was willing to sit with her and his mother and listen to the stories that they had to tell. After all, he was the only one of the many kids that Rose and Jake had spawned to receive the Mark of the Huntsclan and it was only natural that he'd be curious. Taking a sip of coffee, she padded across her living room to Rose and DJ who were talking over something. Rose and DJ were sitting on the couch that sat near the fireplace. Rose's legs were tucked up under her in a sign of comfort and DJ was splayed out, Erin felt cozy in this place and apparently they did too.

Taking a seat in the recliner opposite them, Erin copied Rose's position and cocked her head towards DJ, "Kid, I was surprised when you wanted to talk."

"I don't know," DJ shrugged, "I just curious, you know I get tired of hearing Rachel prattle on and on about Dragons, I just wanted to know a little bit about the Huntsclan. And who better to ask then you two? So will you do it?"

Erin threw her head back in amusement, "Of course, and I imagine that your Mama gets tired of hearing about your father's powers, so why not."

"Damn straight," Rose snorted before clasping her hands together and cracking her knuckles. She inclined her head towards Erin, "I'm not sure why you didn't invite Jackie though. She'd have of an insight to the politics."

The other woman's eyes twinkled, "I did invite her actually to this little gathering, but she declined. DJ, she did want me to tell you this though. To survive in the Clan, you needed to stab the other person in the back before they stabbed you in the back, keep your uniform tucked in, and in the case of us ladies, you always, always needed to look pretty, always."

"Oh my god," Rose snickered, "Those academy instructors were perverts."

Both of the women noticed the faint blush that came over DJ, Erin smiled and took another sip of the coffee, "You had to keep a sharp eye out for those people. I can remember one time Mama was observing a class that I was in and she saw one of the Instructors looking at me rather …eh… perversely. The man was found dead the next morning, in the cafeteria."

"Oh," Rose nodded her head, "I remember that. My Uncle was furious when he found out that Jackie had done that, he called her to his chambers that day and it was the most intense conversation that I had ever heard."


"Huntress Hutchinson," The Huntsmaster drawled as the tall, statuesque form of Jackie Hutchinson sauntered into the room. Her thick midnight locks were piled on top of her head and smug look was on almost porcelain looking features. Rose thought that she was an incredibly beautiful woman and hoped to be just like her one day. But for now she just needed to be silent and listen to this thrashing from her Uncle, "How very nice to see you again, and judging from the events in the cafeteria you've been busy."

The woman folded her arms across her chest and smirked haughtily at Huntsmaster, "Oh, I have no idea what you're talking about Huntsmaster?"

Leaning forward in his chair, he slammed his clenched fists on the desk and snarled at the woman, "You conniving bitch! Do you have any idea what you've done! Depriving the students of an excellent teacher like that!"

"You think I snapped that poor man's neck?" Jackie questioned innocently.

"Oh please," The Huntsman snorted, "I could smell you work all over his corps when I was called to see the body. Now I want in explanation!"

Jackie placed her hands on her hips and her mocking of the Huntsman seemed to fade under the pressure of her unparalleled fury. That man had been looking at her one and only child in a way that she didn't appreciate and there was a penalty for that in her mind was death. "I don't owe you an explanation. In fact you can kiss my ass. I knew I shouldn't have given up the opportunity to be in that chair, I'd do quite a better job than you."

"After all I've done for your family?" The Huntsman seemed to be quieter.

That smirk returned, "After all you've done? Oh give me a break you insignificant speck. You've done nothing for my family, in fact if it weren't for the fact that my last name is that of my late husband, you'd have had me killed years ago. Now do you want to continue to threaten me Huntsmaster?"

"Yes," He rose from his chair, he was a tall man and he cast a shadow over Jackie as he rounded around the desk and came to stand in front of her. Rose grasped her Huntstaff and prepared herself to break this looming fight up. It took her a moment to actually consider the fact that she might not be able to stop the Huntsman or Huntress Hutchinson from fighting, let alone the both of them, "You know the penalty for disobedience and rudeness to me."

Jackie smirked and raised a single eyebrow in curiosity, that feral smirk was now a coy one and suddenly Rose wanted to gag, "Remember the last time?"

"That was a mistake," He breathed out, his breaths were shallow, "But you know Huntress Hutchinson, I have to say that you are as attractive as ever."

The woman smiled and leaned forward ever so slightly to press her lips against the Huntsmaster's in a slight motion. Then she pulled away and flicked her hair over her shoulder, "You really know how to flatter a girl."

Then –as Rose had been expecting- Jackie brought her knee up between the legs of the Master of the Huntsclan and soon he was doubling over in indescribable pain. She smiled, "You should know better than to sweet talk."

"Huntsgirl," Jackie said suddenly, making a beckoning motion with her finger.

Rose was surprised, she had been waiting in the shadows in case her master needed her and she was sure that no one could've seen her. But Huntress Hutchinson did, and it made Rose enamored with her skill. She gripped her staff hesitantly, and walked out, "Yes Hu-Huntress Hutchinson?"

"Sweetie," Jackie cocked her head in a smile, "You might need to attend to him."


"I think I'm about to vomit," Erin commented, forcing down a dry heave, "Are you telling me that my mother and the Huntsman were having an affair? Oh my god, that's so disgusting that I don't even want to think about those words in the same-…"

Rose held her hand up, "My Uncle was in love with your mother. He went on and on for years about how much she was so, captivating and that spitfire attitude. But he seemed to change once Jackie left the Huntsclan. He began to drill me harder."

"Now that's a story that you need to hear DJ," Erin said looking pointedly at DJ.