My first fanfic, I had a time trying to figure out how to post it though. Hope you like Isabel, I was just sitting around one day and the idea to write about Will's daughter just popped into my head. There are some spoilers as far as relationships go if you haven't read through book 6.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ranger's Apprentice

CHAPTER 1

I slink quiet as a shadow through the woods near Castle Redmont. My longbow is in my hand and my knives are belted to my waist. I know these woods like the back of my hand. I have called them home for over fifteen years, my whole life. I move from shadow to shadow until I am at the edge of the trees. My destination reached, I sling my bow over my shoulder silently, the movement completely hidden by the shadows of the woods. It took me a fifty minute ride on Tug and ten minutes of traipsing through the woods to get here.

I pear my head around the tree cautiously although I know I have been silent and invisible. The sight I see, as I look out from the tree, is exactly the one I wanted to. The muscular battle school apprentices are hard at work with swordplay. Their muscles bulge beneath their training uniforms, now drenched in sweat. What can I say? I'm a teenage girl!

Just as I've settled down to watch the show, a hand comes down on my shoulder and spins me around. I am so surprised. Not many people in the Redmont fief could sneak up on me, or rival my unheard movement. I am spun around to face the terrifying face of my father. He raises an eyebrow in a way that is so much like Halt. I give a sheepish smile. I know I'm not really in that much trouble because his eyes, that express everything, haven't turned as hard as I know them to get. I also know I was supposed to stay out of trouble. Oh well, must have slipped my mind.

"Hi, Daddy." I try to sound delighted to see him and not guilty of spying on a bunch of good looking battle school apprentices.

"You didn't think I would notice my horse was missing when I woke up?" He asks, a slightly amused expression on his face.

"Sorry, Dad," I begin, "I didn't think you and mum would wake up soon, so I thought I'd go out for a while. I know I'm supposed to keep out of trouble, especially after the fiasco in the kitchen with Mr. Chubb bu-"

He smiles at me, "You know the one slightly to the left with the blonde hair? you might have a chance with." His eyes are laughing and I know everything is okay. "Do me a favor and stay away from boys till you're out of my house, will ya?"

He seems half serious, then continues, "I have a meeting with Sir Rodney, looks like you'll have to come." He says, pretending that I see that as a punishment and not like a thrilling treat.

"Fine." I say, pretending to sound totally bummed. He ruffles my hair, which is a shade darker blonde than my mother's.

"Daaad!"

When we step out of the woods the apprentices and instructors in the field all seem pretty surprised, some even drop their swords. My dad swings his arm over my shoulder-which is kind of awkward since I am a couple inches taller than him. He seems to be staring down any of the boys who dare to even look at me. His cowl, which is usually drawn up in public, seems to be thrown back just for this reason. I try not to act embarrassed by this.

While we search for Sir Rodney, a voice calls out, "Hey, Uncle Will! What're you doing here?" A boy in the colors of a second year apprentice runs up to us, his gold hair catches the light. The apprentice is by no means unattractive and is almost the spitting image of his father, when he was that age.

"Hey, Squirt." Dad greets the newcomer in that hug-back slap thing that men do.

"You can hardly call me Squirt. I'm a full head taller than you!" the second year says.

"Spose you're right, Gavin. Do you know where Sir Rodney is?" Dad askes.

"Ya, he's in his office. I'll take you there." Gavin says, and then he greets me as if just noticing me for the first time, "Oh hey, Izzy." I acknowledge his greeting and give one of my own. Then he leads the way to Sir Rodney's office.

Gavin and I don't dislike each other. We just aren't great friends. Our parents are really the only reason we hang out together. It doesn't really make sense for him to be here. He already outranks the senior knights here, but his father, Horace, insisted on him coming to battle school in Redmont Fief. He wanted his son to learn to work hard, even if he was the heir to the thrown.

After a bit of walking we enter one of the dormitories and come to the door of what seems to be Sir Rodney's office. Gavin goes in to tell Sir Rodney we are here. Sir Rodney and Gavin emerge from the office a minute later. Sir Rodney greets us, then gets right down to business.

"Will, would you mind if we send Isabelle with Gavin on a tour of the campus?" In other words he means the meeting isn't for kids and he wants to get rid of me. I look at my dad trying to appeal to him. He ignores me. He's got his business face on, which means he isn't my father right now, he's Ranger Will Treaty.

"That would be fine. Is that okay with you, Gavin?" Father asks.

"Ya, I don't mind, might be fun." He gets cuffed over the head.

"That's 'Ya, Sir' to you, Squirt." Dad jokes, "Try to behave, Iz." Then he turn's and enters the office with Sir Rodney.

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