Disclaimer: I don't own Ranger's Apprentice, though I wished I lived there.

Gilan discovers someone with the poetical to be a ranger, He thinks he's too young for an apprentice so he sends them to Halt, who could teach them better, what is the youth secret well Halt is going to find out and he will not be please with his former apprentices (yes Will is in on this too) Evelyn is an OC not the Princess

Catching Halt with His Breeches Down

Prologue

Will was walking by the main tent at the Gathering of the Rangers. He had been looking for Halt, his former master and closest friend. Will heard his former mentor speaking to the leader of the rangers' corps, Crowley.

"Do you really think we are ready for a female?" Halt sounded interested.

"It's been over a hundred fifty years; it's time to for a test. If it doesn't work well it doesn't work we wait another fifty years or so and try again," said Crowley simply.

"Okay so if we get one who will train her? We have to be careful temptation is around every corner."

"Temptation?" asked Halt's old friend.

"For the younger Rangers, I mean the girl will be about fourteen or fifteen. Imagine Gilan or Will teaching her, temptation." Crowley nodded in understanding. "Also, if she gets injured, there may be some issues there."

"Yes, it would have to be an older ranger, one who won't get touchy. It's not that I don't trust the younger Rangers but we do need to be careful with this."

Will walked away he had an idea, but he would have to plan it out. If there was one thing that he learned from Halt you always had to have a plan. He told Gilan his idea, the lanky ranger grinned. "Will, I know who exactly to use, he will never see it coming."

In Meric fief, Evelyn was running again. Her were bare and she wasn't even sure had happened to her boots not that she cared at this particular moment. She was heading for the apple tree in the center of the court yard. She was the only one light enough to climb it. She swung up as light as air this was easy do that she hadn't worn a skirt since she was nine.

Soon she was out of the older boys reach. "Go away what do you want with me?" She called from the top branches. She wasn't sure if she wanted to know. She could by the look it has something that she would not enjoy.

"Oh, come down little birdie, I just want to show you how pretty you are." She rolled her eyes. She didn't think there would be any other reason. She had never been happier to hear the scratchy voice of the head nun at her orphanage yell. The boys took off running; Evelyn knew that she wasn't going to get off easy.

"Evelyn are you climbing trees again, it is so unladylike," Evelyn wondered when she named a lady. "And you wonder why no one has taken you yet, it's because of these stunts you pull. Now get down from there you will be washing the dishes again." Evelyn wasn't surprised this happened like clockwork every few days. She wondered Gilan was, he was the Ranger of the Fief and he was very kind. She could go to him when the boys where giving her trouble. He was away for the next days but she knew he was important so she didn't bother him.

She stared into the suds let the soap. She knew what she had to do. She needed to run away, she wouldn't do another day. She finished the dishes and headed into her room; she packed basics and one book she couldn't leave it, then headed to the kitchen and grabbed food. She moved like a shadow, her breath was barely audible. She hurried right passed one of the elders without him noticing. She made it pass the gate and muttered good bye without looking back. She headed toward the woods.

She was free; she didn't have to worry any more. She would live off the land, like she has always dreamed. She ran into the night with a light heart and foot. She vanished from the orphanage never to be seen by them again.