Chapter 1

AN: I have never ever wrote a fanfic before. So this is my first. Hope you'll like it Please R&R! (I'll give you a cookie)

Euryleia breathed a sigh of frustration. She'd been strolling for hours and all she'd seen was irritating foul creatures. There had got to be a place for her to camp for the night, and restock on her empty bag.

Her boot sloshed against the mud. This environment was horrible; it rained way too much for her liking. But perhaps, Athulua, Amazon's God of weather, wanted her to be rid of demon's blood.

She squinted against the dark, trying to make out whatever that was ahead of her. Lights shivered in the cold mists. Either it was a place for people, or a place for little irritating Fallens. Well she, for good or bad, decided to try her luck.

She crouched low, her bow in hand and arrows stretched. Her foot tapped lightly against the wet ground. Euryleia placed her bow in front of her, and stepped out of the bushes, just as an arrow came flying at her, she released hers and sidestepped the other.

"Intruders!" one of the shadows shouted in the night.

Definitely human, but apparently, she did not welcome her. She stepped out into the light with another arrow ready for assault. "I come without harm."

"State your business." the light shimmered as the shadows spoke in union.

"I come here to seek refuge for the night," Euryleia answered, her eyes sweeping around her. She spun around just as she heard a little voice "Mummy."

A little girl dressed in a dirtied white dress clutched onto a scantily dressed woman, who was facing her with an arrow in threat. But it wasn't that that had caught her attention, but the sudden glint in the dark just as a skeleton raised his mace.

Euryleia immediately released her arrow at the real intruder. But the girl's mother, unknowingly thought that she was aiming for her daughter, shot her. She never saw it coming; least expected it. The skeleton shattered as the arrow drove harshly into its ribs just as her bone fractured as an arrow drove into her shoulder.

The two rouges guarding the entrance to the encampment, who were unaware of the situation, let loose their arrows. But this time, she dodged. The arrow flew past her head as she stepped back at the girl's scream.

The darkness had caused her the pain, but now she thanked it. Euryleia spun and ran but one managed a few steps before something slammed hard against the back of her thigh. She fell on one of her knees on the impact and whined at the pain gathered at her knees.

"Stop!" a woman cried. Unsure whether she was crying for her or them to stop, she stood up and ran on. She didn't want to take any risk anymore. Look where it landed her.

Xavier bolted out of he entrance. "What's happening?"

"An intruder-" one of the rouges reported, before another older one cut in. "A mistake! She wasn't aiming at Sally at all; there was a-a skeleton behind her. It was all a mistake!"

The woman, cuddled her child while speaking, trying to sooth away all the silly fears – of the child and her own. "Now we've injured her. She'll be vulnerable against the enemy..."

"I'll find her." Xavier started.

"But-" But Xavier had already left, and no one had enough time to warn him how Amazons dislike men.

He wadded through the floor, following the heavy footsteps in the mud. He turned at the corner and stared through the bushes in amusement and half concern. She sat against a tree trunk, her chest rising and falling with short, ragged breaths due to pain. Her bow laid silently beside her, as the arrow that had stuck in her thigh sat comfortably in her hand, soaked with her own blood.

The floor beneath her was a blood red, and her wound had not stopped bleeding. Xavier watched as the Amazon stretched out her uninjured leg and lean back, fumbling with her bag and cursing when she came up with nothing.

And without warning the arrow previously in her hand flew towards him. Landing stuck in a tree's bark. "No use staying there"

Amusement stayed in his eyes, but the concern lifted away. Apparently she was still in good shape, or at least still haughty enough to survive. "I was just thinking you might need help." Well, she sure looked like it enough though she didn't act like it.

Xavier walked out and deliberately kicked her quiver of arrows out of range. "You-"

"Don't act tough," he interrupted, in a bored tone, which was least of his fears. She doesn't seem dull, at all. "Don't make this hard for both of us."

"This is none of your business, paladin." the Amazon hissed.

Xavier drew his sword and placed it at her neck. "Stand up and follow me..."

She looked up with distaste. Her hand gripped her bow, but she had no arrows, unless the one embedded deeply within her counted. And it did.

Her hand pulled the arrow how and it flew past his head, not enough to injure but enough to distract him. She stood up and scuttled to her quiver of arrows. She fell on her knees and pulled one out, then turned to face him, with the demons of hell.