Note: This is a fanfiction story. I do not own anything that is mentioned and I have nothing to do with Willow or anything attached to it or anything to do with The Undertaker and anything attached to the WWE or to him. This was written for pure enjoyment and entertainment and no profit will be made from it.

Prologue

On a cold, wintry morning deep in the woods outside of the kingdom of Queen Bavmorda, a pair of individuals, cloaked underneath thick brown capes, ran amongst the trees with their breath heavy on its way out of their mouths. They ran with desperation to get away from someone that was after them.

Reaching an opening to the thick woods, one of the figure turned to see the other running out, causing their hood to slide back and reveal that it was a woman around her mid-thirties with long, raven black hair, fair skin and hazel brown eyes. She looked to the other person with anxiousness burning within her stare as she clung to something hidden beneath her cloak.

"We can't keep running, Daniel." She said, sounding scared for their life. "Bavmorda has sent her henchmen to come and make us pay for going against her wishes and to take from us what we will not let her have."

"I will not let them take what is most precious from us, Esmeralda." Daniel said, moving towards her. His crest hung around his neck on the front of his shirt, giving away that he was the king of the north and ruler over Highdale, a kingdom of light who had thrived without the use of darkness within its walls. Reaching her, he gently pushed her cloak back as his voice dropped to a whisper. "They will not take what we have."

Beneath the soft fabric of the cloak, lied a baby girl wrapped up in thick brown and white wool to keep the cold from hurting her. Several curls of her black hair poked out at the top of the covering that was on her head as her brown eyes looked to the man and woman who were her mother and father.

"It will be a cold day in hell before I give her over to Bavmorda to fulfill the prophecy-"

The sudden sound of hounds howling caught the child's attention and she quickly started to become afraid as her mother was at that moment. Before she knew it, she found her being held against Esmeralda's chest and being ran through the woods as quickly as she had been a little earlier by them. She couldn't tell what was going on at that moment only that darkness was all around her and that something was seriously wrong. It wasn't for awhile longer before her eyes found light coming to her once more and she was able to look to a spot.

Knelt down on the ground closeby, Daniel worked dillegently to use some of the thick moss that was attached to the shoreline as a make-shift raft. He pressed down on it to make sure that it would be strong enough and thick enough before turning to Esmeralda with a sad look on his face as his voice spoke of his true emotions all too well.

"We have no choice, Esmeralda. We must do this so that way we can face against whoever Bavmorda has sent and then fetch our child down the river."

The baby girl didn't know what was going on at that moment, but knew that both of her parents were saddened. She looked up to her mother to see tears coming down her eyes as she carried her in her arms and eased her down upon the mossy bed that her father had created for her. Her eyes moved to where her father stood to watch him remove the crest from his neck and place down upon her small frame before looking back up to him as her small ears picked up on his voice trembling.

"We will see you again, my beloved daughter."

She kept looking to her dad, not sure of what was going on. While her eyes were focused on him, her small body started to feel it being drifted away from her parents and down the river some. She looked on to see them turning just as several large hounds came running up and pouncing on them. Her body jerked at the screams of her parents echoing out in the area while her eyes caught a glimpse of two large men dressed in black on horses before she went around a corner in the river.

Where is my mother and father?

She didn't understand why her parents didn't come with her and leave her all alone to go down this river. Being by herself traveling down the river for awhile, the baby girl started to cry out in sorrow at being without the two people who had been caring for her since her birth into this world. Her sobs echoed out in the area even as her small frame had stopped moving down the river due to being stuck on the shoreline. All seemed lost to her at such a young and innocent point in her life. She felt abandoned and scared that something bad would happen to her.

"Oh my goodness!"

The sound of a woman speaking up caught her attention. The sobbing baby looked to the shoreline to see a woman with a kind and concerned face kneeling down beside where she was at the river. Her eyes noticed how she wasn't really tall like her mother, but that she had the same kind of gentle stare that her mother had given to her since being alive. The sight started to calm her cries down as she focused on her reaching towards her.

"You poor thing." Picking her up into her arms, Kiaya, the wife of Willow Ufgood, clung to the small baby as she stood in a spot. She was in shock that someone would abandon such a beautiful and precious child. Her eyes noticed sight of a crest lying on her body from where she was holding her, and became alarmed. Turning back, she saw where Willow was nearby and screamed out to him.

"Willow! Come here, Willow!"

She watched Willow drop what he was doing and move towards her, quickly. Kiaya waited for him to get to her before she showed him the baby girl and motioned to the crest as she spoke softer.

"Willow, I think this baby is the daughter of the king and queen of the north."

"Why on earth would she be out here alone like this?" Willow asked, confused as to why she would be abandoned. "A newborn princess shouldn't be sent off down the river."

"Something bad must have happened to her parents. Willow...We can't leave her out here alone without anyone to keep her safe and care for her."

Willow knew she was right. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he had Kiaya to put her back in the raft and send her on down the river a little more.

Nodding his head, Willow tucked the crest that had been atop the child's body into one of his pockets and turned with Kiaya towards where they had come from. He gaze down upon the small baby to see her smiling up to him which brought a smile to his own face. Pondering on what he was to call her during her time with him and his wife, he softly spoke.

"You are safe now, Sophia."

"You named her, Willow?" Kiaya asked, walking with him.

"I believe we should name her in case we get the chance to raise her."

"Well...Let's call her Sophia Dawn then."

"I like that...Sophia Dawn Ufgood."

Feeling contented with the name of his possible child, Willow left the creek with his wife, Kiaya, and headed to the front door of their home in the small village they called home.