Author's Note: So, a re-write of my fave fanfiction. I first wrote this back in April of 2014, I feel so old. I am going to admit, I re-read all of it and the Author notes remind me that I was only in secondary when I was first writing this. Man, and now i am in my third year of college, finally passed English and with two published novals. How times fly. So, I decided that all the new writing skills I've learned should go into re-writing this, to make it better, more detailed. Last night, I also read through all the Reviews on this story and the second one. Man, the orginal reviews really motivated me, They all gave me hope, made my day. I really hope this version will do just as well, if anyone who has read the orginal and is reading this, tell me what you think. I am working though it slowly, there will be fewer mistakes. Tia did suggest a friend of ours should beta it. I refused point blank. Why? He had only played apart of one game, thus I wouldn't not trust his judgement on the story itself. does that seem fair. Anyway, I am rambling, on with the show.

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Prologue

A woman wrapped in a cloak of black, stumbled down the side of a hill, it stood between the marsh wasteland of Wraithmarsh and the Port Town Bloodstone. The woman fell against the rocky hill side, she took a sharp, short breath, as her dull blueish-grey eyes cast a tired glance over the outlaw run town. With a grunt, she pushed herself up and continued her way down.

The sun was barely risen when the woman collapsed in the streets, unable to move. She tried to keep her eyes open, but her fatigue consumed her, and she fell into unconsciousness.

"Be careful honey. Don't play near the dock, nor go near the Wraithmarsh path." A young woman told her son. "The great hero is the only one who is able to travel the marsh land."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. See you later mom!" The boy opened the door and froze. "Mom, I think someone is dead outside." He said. His mom came to the door, it was Bloodstone and finding people dead outside was not an uncommon occurrence. She went down and a removed the hood to have a better look at the body, she gasped. "It's the Hero Hawk!" She checked for a pulse, then called out for help. People came outside, as soon as they saw the downed hero, they began to worry.

"Let's get her inside. Can some grab medical supplies?" Two men picked her up, Mother moved aside to allow them to bring the hero into her house. An Alchemist clean her wounds, before pouring a red coloured potion on the them, then bandages the wounds.

"She just needs to rest now, then she should be fine." He said.

"Thank you." The Mother nodded, her son sat at the table with one of the men that brought the Hero in, they watched her with worried expressions.

Later that day, Hawk slowly opened her. She was surprised to find herself in an unknown house, she quickly sat up. She regretted it almost instantly, as her head began to spin.

"Careful Hero, you were in pretty bad shape when we found you." The mom smiled kindly, her son was watching Hawk with wide eyes.

"Wh-Where am I?" Hawk asked "I remember running, and Fighting…everything else is lost in a haze." Hawk rubbed her head.

"Bloodstone, I am guessing the rumours are true?" A man asked, Hawk bowed her head.

"I guess, in a way, my brother is king, but has lied about me, and now the whole of Albion is against me." Hawk said. "I cannot stay here to long…"

"That is complete and utter nonsense. This is Bloodstone, you'll be safe her. We prefer you over that brother of yours." The woman smiled, placing a bowl of soup on the table. "Now, come and eat this, you look half starved. And, you need your strength." Hawk joined the son and the man at the table. She began to eat; it had been a long while since she had eaten last.

"You are going to need a place to stay…" the man muttered.

"Is Reaver's Manor Vacant?" Hawk asked.

"Yes, but he…" The man began.

"I can deal with Reaver." Hawk finished her soup. "Thank you, for all your care. I am not really sure how I can repay you…"

"You don't need too. Everyone in town was really worried about you." The woman smiled. "You just need to be a little more careful, and ask for help if you ever need it."

"I will, and Thank you again." Hawk found herself smiling, maybe she would be safe here after all.