Hey guys! This is my first ever Ranger's Apprentice fanfiction, so be nice but helpful criticism is appreciated. This will obviously be a bit different from the books(though I'm only at the start of book 7 so I'm still new anyways). So yea! We'll see how this turns out~ ((No romance(from my OC or Alyss/Will or anyone else) for starters and if there are others that I think are major I'll tell you guys)). I also do not own Ranger's Apprentice. John Flanagan does.

((New character(OC): Moira Taylor as Gilan's younger sister. Age: 15, Copper hair color, blue eyes, Height: 5'0, Weight: 105))

Ranger's Apprentice

(Moira's POV)

"Come on, Moira. You don't want to keep Halt waiting on your first training session do you?" My brother, Gilan came into my room already dressed in his usual ranger attire.

I rub the sleep from my eyes before jumping out of bed to get ready, "I know, I know but you know I'm not good at waking up this early. Why didn't you come get me earlier?" I ask, annoyed.

He grinned, "hey now, you knew when Halt agreed to mentor you, you had to learn to do these day-to-day things on your own."

I sighed, "alright, I get it."

Gil and I walked together to Halt's cabin. To our delight, Will was already there.

"Hey Will!" I called, running up to the boy and he turned and smiled, "Good morning, Moira, Gil," he greeted before ruffling my copper colored hair much to my major dislike.

"You ready for today?" Will asked, grinning as I fixed my hair.

"Yep!" I exclaimed.

The three older rangers smiled at my current energy, "better be ready though. Halt is a strict mentor."

"I knew that too when I chose to do this, you know," I say and I roll my eyes.

Their grins widened, "alright, just making sure you know what you're getting in to."

"So, I trust Gil has already begun teaching you the basics?" Halt questioned as we walked to the back of the cabin where we would train.

I nodded, "yes sir…but I don't have a very good aim. I'm most of the time off the target by a lot."

"We can fix that. You just have to cooperate with me, alright?"

"Okay," I nod again.

"Good."

We get there shortly after our small conversation and I pull out my already strung recurve bow and put my saxe and throwing knives into my belt.

Halt watched, "I'm surprised to see you already have your weapons."

I smile and turn to him, "You know Gil wouldn't allow me to not carry these ready for use anyway…and they're his from when he was your apprentice."

"I can see that," Halt said blandly, "I can see the marks he made on it with his many past mistakes."

I grin, "he did tell me about those."

Halt smiled, "yes, and now it's your turn. So let's see what you already know and what we need to fix."

I nod again before getting into position. Feet apart at shoulder width, my left hand holding the bow steady, putting my right hand's index finger on the top of the arrow and middle and ring fingers on the bottom…then came the problem.

I drew the arrow, using only my arm's strength.

Halt held up a hand, "I see where your problem is," he said as he walked closer, "you cannot only use your arm muscles to draw and shoot. You have to use your back muscles as well or you won't have a stable shot."

"Alright…" I say as I try again, this time finding it easier to draw the bow and shoot. As soon as I let go the arrow, instead of going to the side shot right at the target and hit it's center.

I beamed as it hit it's actual mark and turned to Halt, "how was that?" I ask.

"Much better," he replied, "however, you are going to have to retain this information and achieve a much faster draw and shoot rate. Your enemies won't give you a break."

"Yes sir," I respond, a little upset he responded that way, but didn't show it in any way. I knew he was right anyway, "that's what we train for, right?" I say with a smile.

Halt nods and lets out a small grunt of approval, "but for now," he says, "I believe Gilan is here to pick you up."

"Already?" I ask, surprised.

He shrugged, "he said to not push you too hard for the first few days. He's just worried too much on the first day could put a big strain on you."

"…besides," we hear from the side and we turn toward the direction of the voice to find Gilan, "I think we should save the harder work for when you learn to get up on your own. If we try to do it all now, you'll just be late everyday because I'll have to get you up," he laughed while I blushed.

"Hey," I say warningly, "I never was a morning person and you know it."

My brother and mentor shook their heads before Gilan responded again, "alright, we'll just work on that then, won't we?" He smiled.

"Yes, I guess so," I sigh, "hopefully it won't be too hard for long…"

"What did you work on today?" Gilan asked when we were back at our place.

"Not much," I shrug, "Halt just asked me to show him the way I shot. You know, since I never got it right before…how come you never told me? I know you could have shown me before Halt."

He smiled gently, "Moira, I was trying to get you to see on your own. Rangers have to learn to do that you know, and it wasn't really that hard a fix so I thought you would handle it," he shrugged.

"I'm sorry…"

He looked back at me and put a hand on my shoulder, "hey, don't beat yourself up. You'll get better. It just takes practice," he smiled reassuringly.

I smile back, "you're right. I just hope it won't be too hard to learn."

"I'm not going to lie to you, it is very challenging. That's what Halt, Will, and I are there for though. To help you get better."

"You guys have your own responsibilities," I point out.

"True, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't help you as well. We were all in your position once too, so we know how you feel."

I nod, realizing his point and we smile at each other, "so, how about we eat first then go outside to work on your technique?"

"Okay!" I say excitedly and we set to work fixing dinner.

Ok! So first chapter over. Did you like it? Dislike it? Review and tell me, please. J I would love to hear from you~